Queen of my heart
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A doom as she was considered........
When his eyes fell on her , people knew a havoc awaited for him .
But he madly and deeply in love with her, was ready to endure any mayhem .
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"You shouldn't marry me , Maharaja . I am considered a terrible fate." She whined
"A terrible fate is it? " He smirked ."Doesn't a wife often turns into a terrible fate? Only this time it will a bit early and pretty easy for me to bear my beloved sweetheart. "He pulled her to himself and kissed her forehead.
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"Maharaja Ashwini Sarkar , Rajashwaram brings to you a scroll of peace from Vishalam ,The king Of Southern Mountains ."
" All respects to the king of Northern Seas , Maharaja Ashwini Sarkar
We request the honor of your presence at the auspicious occasion of our daughter Princess Devika's Swayamvar as a potential candidate.
We are very grateful to you."
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Was the swayamvar , a test of shooting an arrow through a wooden fish's eye or was it to pull the string of heavy bow or to wrestle ?
It was a sword fight .......
and the candidates had to win against the princess herself.
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Princess Devika was known for her sword skills and no man's blood had been spared from her sword who dared to stand against her.
And here our Maharaja Ashwini was all disposed to be carved by those beautiful hands of Devika.
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