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[Dwarka]

" Dwarkadhish! I didn't think the punishment was good. Is it appropriate to assign such a task to Krishna?"

"Absolutely appropriate, Shaurya!"

"But, Prabhu, you are aware of how perilous this is? And what if she is captured?"

Prabhu's footsteps halted as he proceeded towards the assembly hall.

"She will succeed. Do not worry."
"And anyway, I have no intention of sending her alone."

Shaurya Understood.

Prabhu's words were assuring. To be more precise, they were backed by irrefutable proof.

Just moments earlier, everyone was filled with concern and doubt.
Whether they knew everything or not, they knew one thing for
certain -

That Prabhu's words were not just the truth but ...
The embodiment of truth itself.

As soon as Prabhu entered the assembly hall, the entire hall resonated with the sounds of drums and trumpets.

The assembly hall, so vast that a person standing within it would seem like an ant in comparison, was filled with citizens, ministers, chief state officials, and soldiers.

A grand announcement echoed throughout the hall:

"Attention, everyone! The sovereign of Dwarka, Shri Krishna, is arriving."

Upon hearing this proclamation, everyone stood up in respect.

Their hands were joined in prayer.

♫♬Vasudeva
Sutam Devam♬♫

All together, they sang in unison, and every corner of Dwarka resonated with their voices.

♫♬Kansa
Chanura Mardanam♬♫

The soldiers behind Kanha

♫♬Devaki Pramanandam♬♫

Seated on the main throne was Ugrasena, and below him were two chief thrones: one occupied by joyous Dau Shree, and the other awaiting the arrival of the heart of Dwarka.

♫♬Krishnam Vande Jagadgurum♬♫

As the Prabhu took his seat on his throne, it felt as though...

The Kohinoor diamond was placed among all jewels.

Like the sun in the center of the solar system.

Like an eagle among all birds.

Like a comet in the night sky.

Like lightning in the midst of rain.

Or you could say, like a trending hashtag that captures everyone's attention.

»»——•°•𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚁𝚞𝚔𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚒 (3)•°•——««

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[Vidarbha]

The garden was a paradise of blooming splendor, where every corner echoed with the scent of fragrant blossoms. Dew droplets hung like tiny pearls on the delicate leaves, falling intermittently and nourishing the soft, velvety grass below.

Birds filled the air with their melodic chirping, creating a symphony that, surprisingly, paled in comparison to the exuberant laughter that pierced the tranquility.

A cuckoo, whose pride lay in its own enchanting song, found itself puzzled by this new sound.

Who dared to rival its melody?

Spreading its wings, the cuckoo set off towards the source of the laughter. As it flew over the pond, it saw lotus flowers swaying gracefully in the cool breeze, drifting closer as if whispering secrets to each other.

The cuckoo navigated through the curtain of blooming vines and the gentle shadows of towering trees, determined to discover the intruder who dared to challenge its reign.

Upon reaching its destination, the cuckoo's confidence shattered. It saw the princess, radiant and carefree, laughing amidst the blossoms. Panicked, the cuckoo turned and fled, hiding its embarrassment.

"Princess, one day the Crown prince will end me!"

Mata replied with a serene smile.

"Don't worry. Bhratashree will arrive tomorrow."

Mata moved gracefully through the garden, her laughter mingling with the sounds of nature.

Her outstretched hands brushed against the flowers, and in that touch, the flowers' own softness seemed like mere dust compared to her gentle caress.

Every flower longed to be chosen by her, but today, the blue flowers alone were graced with her touch. They stood proud and beautiful, basking in the rare privilege of being noticed by the Divine lady of Shree Narayana.

"Princess! Why only the blue flowers?"

Ah! The beautiful Goddess hadn't thought that Jaya would notice. A red hue spread across her face, and Jaya was her childhood friend.

Now, everything was immediately understood.

"Princess! Dreaming this dream is impossible."

"Nothing is impossible for Dwarkadhish!"

"Oh wow! You're already taking his side."

Mata's blush deepened. Though Jaya enjoyed teasing Mata because she believed it was just an infatuation that the princess would understand in time.

But the fair-skinned goddess with doe-like eyes had the image of the Lord, not from today but perhaps older than the Big Bang itself.

How would I know?

Even Mata felt that her friend should know which garden's flowers were blooming in her heart.

"Yes, I love Dwarkadhish!"💗

"Who loves whom?"

Mata' s large eyes grew even larger, and Jaya's ears perked up at the sound.

"Pitashree! You? Has Bhratashree returned?"

"Don't try to change the subject, Rukmini! I want to hear it again."

Jaya's heart pounded so hard it felt like it might leap out, but she composed herself, standing silently beside the fair skinned goddess as if seeking protection.

Mata's head was bowed, and it seemed like King Bhishmak was scolding her.

Deep down, Mata knew her father wouldn't scold her. The main problem was her elder brother. It was a relief he wasn't in Vidarbha right now.

"Pitashree! I... I... um..."

Her father let out a soft chuckle.

"Rukmini , I was just worried about you. You haven't left your room in days."

He gently placed his hand on her head. After all, any father would be concerned if his daughter didn't see him for a few days. And when it's his only daughter, especially one like Mata, it's a completely different story-a level of its own.

"Tell me, my dear daughter. What is in your heart? Whom do you love?"

Mata, embarrassed, looked here and there. When her eyes met Jaya's, Jaya gave her a, ‘Don't look at me, Princess! I cannot help you’ expression!

"I... I ..... I love Dwarkadhish!!"

King Bhishmak's eyes widened in shock.

「Seriously!?」

Well, the match was excellent. More than excellent. It was the best. So perfect that even Indra, the king of heaven, seemed insignificant in comparison.

But the problem lay within their own home.

Still, for his beloved daughter, he could at least talk to Rukmi. And with Mata looking at him with her doe-like eyes,

Anyone's heart would melt!
Even King Bhishmak's heart melted!

"Alright, Rukmini! I will certainly speak to Rukmi about this."

Mata simply smiled.

Who knows what tomorrow will bring?

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Radhe Krishna♡