Vayu- the roar of Love and betrayal

Him

वायु: सर्वं वहति - सुखं च दुःखं च।
The wind carries all - joy and sorrow alike.
And so shall I.

My heart neither longs nor weeps. It does not crave softness, nor surrender.
I was not born to feel - I was forged to fulfill.
To carry out the path chosen by fate, uncluttered by chains called emotions.
Love. Attachment. Betrayal.
They are merely illusions, and illusions are the enemy of kings.

If I must bleed, let it be from the sword, not from my soul.
If I must break, let it be in battle - not in the arms of longing.
This time, the game is mine.
I am the player - and the master of every move.

Her

प्रेम एव शौर्यम् - यत्र युद्धम् आत्मेन आत्मना।
Love is the highest valor - where the battlefield lies within the soul.

It is easy to conquer kingdoms.
The true war begins when the heart rebels,
when duty speaks one truth, and love whispers another.

One cannot choose who they love - only how fiercely they defend it.
I will choose love, even when it breaks me.
Even when it stands against purpose, pride, and power.

Love is not weakness -
It is the divine's courage flowing through fragile hearts.
One day, when the mind grows tired of playing games,
It is love that will remain - unwavering, undefeated.

He was forged to rule. She was born to love. Their union was not a story- it was a storm.