Serendipitous Love ~ From The Ashes Of Hate

The rain battered Samraddhapura in merciless torrents, the heavens unleashing a fury unseen in a decade. The wind roared like a wild beast, prowling to consume all in its path - a grim omen of what was to come.

Yet within the storm, the newly wedded principal consort of the Crown Prince sat inside her carriage, untouched by the tempest's rage. Fever scorched her body, but her composure remained untouched - as if she were carved from serenity itself. Two days she had waited before the palace gates, abandoned without explanation, yet not a trace of bitterness marred her grace.

By royal decree, she could not cross the threshold without a summons from the royal household. Her attendants begged the guards for mercy, their pleas trembling with desperation, but the men stood resolute - unfeeling sentinels of protocol.

Her arrival should have been a celebration. She should have been received with grandeur, with the rituals and reverence befitting her station.

The royal family should have preserved their dignity, granting her the honor due to a Yuvrani. The guards, the servants - even the common folk - felt shame and sorrow on her behalf.

Yet the woman at the heart of such calculated humiliation remained unruffled. She gazed at the towering gates through the rain-specked window, a faint, enigmatic smile playing upon her lips - one that made even the bravest hearts falter. The fire in her eyes gleamed with quiet promise, the kind that could raze kingdoms. And as lightning split the heavens, casting a ghostly glow upon the palace walls, she murmured -

A betrayal etched in blood shall be avenged in blood.

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