Kiara, overwhelmed by guilt and fear, sits alone in the palace garden, her eyes red from silent tears. " Shreyu baache mumma ko maaf krdo, mumma bohot gandi hai" "What's the matter now?" she hears Shauryaji asking from behind, his voice holding a hint of frustration but lacking its usual harsh edge. Kiara looks up, her voice barely above a whisper. "Ji Meri wajah se yeh sab hua hai. Agar maine behtar kiya hota, toh yeh sab nahi hota." Shaurya kneels beside her, his tone firm but gentle. "Yeh mat sochiye. Sabhi naye maa-baap ko aise hi seekhna padta hai. Humne kamre me dawai rakh di hai ansh ko laga dijiye jaake" He adds, "Aur haan, agli baar se agar eysa kuch hone pe aap apne aap ko galat samjhti hai, toh hume bhi us galti ka zimmedar ghoshit kr dijiyega. Ye humare bhi bacche hai. _______________________________________________ Udaipur is getting ready for the grand celebration of Prince Shaurya Rajvansh's wedding, the talk of the town. Shaurya, the next in line to the throne, is a man of duty and dominance, known for his stern demeanor and unwavering principles. His arranged marriage to Kiara Singh, a gentle and modest woman from a humble background, is meant to be a union of tradition and royalty. But beneath the surface of this seemingly perfect match lies a world of secrets and insecurities. Will Shaurya stop the marriage after he gets to know the hidden secret of Kiara? Will Kiara accept and trust Sharuya with her most precious processions??
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