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~𝔹𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝟙 𝕠𝕗 𝕂𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕙𝕟𝕒-𝔸𝕣𝕛𝕦𝕟 𝕛𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕪 𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤~
Amidst the chaos as Arjun and Bhrata Bheem tries to clear the way for themselves and Draupadi through the furious band of unvictorious suitors, an impish voice speaks up.
"Need any help?"
Arjun turns. It is a stranger with the strangest of ornaments on his head: a peacock feather. Someone he has never seen before. Someone about whom he knows nothing. And yet, why does it feel like he has been waiting all his life for this stranger?
In the swayamvar of Panchal's fireborn Princess, Arjun gains not one but two companions for life.
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