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Part 13: Prince of Jaisalmer

Episode#13: (Prince of Jaisalmer)

After breaking the hug, everyone slowly retreated to their rooms, leaving behind a sense of calm after the storm of emotions. Sanskar was about to head toward his room when his phone buzzed. Shekhar, who was standing nearby, noticed the frown forming on Sanskar's face as he answered the call.

Sanskar: "Yeah, Arjun?" he asked, his voice tinged with curiosity. After listening for a moment, he replied with a hint of confusion, "Umm, okay. We'll deal with it later." He ended the call and turned to Shekhar.

Sanskar: "Uncle, Sanjeev managed to escape the same day we brought Swara here from his house. The problem is, we have no idea where he is now."

Shekhar's expression remained calm despite the troubling news.

Shekhar: "Sanskar, for now, Sanjeev will stay quiet. He won't make any moves for a while, so we don't need to worry about him at the moment. Let's focus on what's important right now. And by that, I mean your atomic bomb of a wife."

Sanskar couldn't help but chuckle, his tense expression easing.

Sanskar: "She's your daughter, Uncle."

Shekhar smiled, shaking his head slightly.

Shekhar: "That's exactly why I'm concerned. You never know when she'll walk straight into danger with open arms, completely undetected by anyone."

Sanskar laughed softly, nodding in agreement.

Sanskar: "You're right about that. But I've got my ways of handling her, Uncle. Just wait and watch."

Shekhar patted him on the back with trust in his eyes.

Shekhar: "I trust you, Sanskar, especially when it comes to my daughter's safety. That's why I'm not worried."

Sanskar smiled gratefully.

Sanskar: "Thank you, Uncle." But in his mind, he was already formulating a plan, thinking to himself with a sly grin, "Let's get ready, my dear wife."

With that, Sanskar headed off, his mind racing with ideas on how to keep Swara safe while also dealing with the inevitable mischief she would bring into their lives. He was determined to outsmart her at her own game, but with all the love and care he could muster.

On terrace:-

R.V. stood silently near the railing, his eyes fixed on a distant, blank point in the horizon. His posture seemed calm, but his mind was anything but at peace. A whirlwind of thoughts consumed him, dredging up memories he had long buried deep in the recesses of his heart. The painful past he kept hidden from the world, a past only a select few from his new family were aware of.

To everyone else, R.V. appeared to be an ordinary man. But what no one knew was that he wasn't just any man—he was the sole heir to the kingdom of Jaisalmer. In truth, he was the lost prince of Jaisalmer, a secret so well-guarded that the world believed he was dead. Yet here he was, alive and breathing, hiding in plain sight among people who had no idea of the royal blood that coursed through his veins.

He had lived with this secret for so long, building a new life away from the expectations and dangers that came with his title. But now, standing in the quiet of the night, the weight of his true identity pressed down on him, the memories stirring within him like a storm that threatened to break free. His eyes betrayed a sadness, a longing for something that he could never have again—a life he had left behind to escape the shadows of his past.

RV (POV):-

Life has a way of revealing its true colors at the most unpredictable moments. Just when you think everything is falling into place, you realize it's all been unraveling beneath the surface.