As Megha raised the golden scepter, the diamond at its tip caught the dawn’s light, casting a brilliant flare ...
The heavy silence of the night gave way to the sacred stillness of the Brahma Muhurta. Long before the ...
Aryavardhan took a deep breath, his chest expanding as he prepared to speak a truth that would change the ...
The air in the room was heavy with the weight of destiny. As Aryavardhana finished speaking, Rajavardhana bowed his ...
The promise between them hung in the air, sweet and binding. As Megha’s words took hold, a genuine smile ...
Instead of sparking anger, Megha’s confession seemed to soften something deep within Aryavardhan. He moved toward her, sitting quietly ...
Aryavardhan let out a soft laugh. "Princess Megha, this horse is a vessel of the Wind God, Vayudeva himself. ...
Saying this, Aryavardhana took off his tunic and turban from his chest and took hold of the muzzle of ...
"My sister-in-law also joined me. We observed severe austerities by abstaining from food and water in the Tridevi temple. ...
When the sea-god asked me for a boon, The king paused to take a deep breath. After hearing the ...