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Third Person's Pov:-

Paridhi came out of the bathroom wearing a heavy red silk saree.

It was her first day as the Queen of Rajasthan. People would meet her today officially as the Queen and she felt both excited and nervous.

She walked to the fancy dressing area, her bare feet quiet on the cold marble floor.

As she sat in front of the mirror, Paridhi looked at herself.

She barely knew who she was the girl from yesterday was gone, and a new woman was in her place.

With shaky hands, she put on light makeup.

Paridhi touched the pretty jewelry box her mother had packed for her.

She opened it slowly, and the smell of sandalwood made her smile a little.

Just as she was about to put on her mangalsutra(nuptial chain) , a strong hand gently stopped her.

Paridhi looked in the mirror and saw Abhimaan behind her, looking at her closely.

She shivered as he leaned close and softly asked,

"Kya ham aapki madad kar sakte hain, Rani Sa?"

May I help you with that, Rani sa

Paridhi nodded, unable to speak. Abhimaan carefully took the mangalsutra from her hands, his fingers touching hers and making her feel tingly.

He waited for a moment, then said quietly,

"Your hair... may I move it aside?"

Paridhi looked at him in the mirror and whispered,

"Ooo.. okay."

Abhimaan gently moved her long, soft hair to one side, showing her neck and back.

He looked at her smooth, golden skin and thought to himself that only he should see this beauty.

"Shukar hai ki aapke baal lambe hain,"

Thank goodness your hair is long

he said quietly.

"It will protect your back from others' eyes."

Lost in his thoughts, Abhimaan was surprised when Paridhi made a small noise.

He looked up and saw her face turning pink in the mirror.

"Kya sab theek hai, Rana Sa?"

Is everything alright, Rana sa

She asked, her voice shaky.

Abhimaan nodded, still looking at her in the mirror.

"Hmm I was just... thinking something."

He carefully put the mangalsutra around her neck, his fingers staying on her skin.

Then, he turned her to face him and picked up the red powder from the table.

"May I.."? he asked again, his voice low.

Paridhi looked at him and nodded slowly, her heart beating fast.

Very carefully, he put the red powder on her forehead.

They kept looking at each other, unable to look away. The air felt thick with something they couldn't say.

Finally, Abhimaan leaned in and kissed her forehead gently, right where he put the red powder.

Paridhi's face turned very red, and she looked down, smiling a little.

"Thank you" she said very quietly.

Abhimaan stepped back, his face a bit red too. He looked at her from head to toe.

"Aap bahut khoobsurat lag rahi hain, Rani sa,"

You look very beautiful Rani sa

He said softly, sounding proud and like he owned her.

"Par yaad rakhiye, yeh khoobsurati sirf hamari hai."

But remember, this beauty is only for me.

Paridhi's eyes got big when she heard this, looking surprised and maybe a bit excited.

"Are you ready for the day ahead?" Abhimaan asked, sounding a bit softer.

Paridhi took a deep breath and nodded,

"I... I think I'm ready."

She waited for a moment, then looked up at him, looking unsure.

"Rana Sa?"

"Hmm?"

"Kya aap wahan honge?"

Will you be there?

She asked, sounding small and unsure.

Abhimaan's face softened, and he touched her face gently.

"Har kadam par,"

Every step of the way

He said right away, sounding sure and a bit like he owned her.

"I won't leave you alone, Paridhi. You are mine, and I will take care of my Rani sa, My Pari"

He held out his hand to her, being both nice and showing he owned her.

"Chalein? Rajasthan apni nayi Rani ka intezaar kar raha hai."

Shall we? Rajasthan is waiting for its new Queen.

Paridhi smiled shyly as she put her hand in his. As they walked to the door,

Abhimaan leaned close and whispered in her ear,

"Yaad rakhiye, Rani Sa. Chahe jo ho, aap sirf hamari hain. Aur ham apna haq kisi se nahi batenge."

Remember. No matter what happens, you are only mine. And I won't share what's mine with anyone.

With those words still in the air, they walked out together to start their new life, feeling something growing between them that would soon become very strong.

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Abhimaan and Paridhi walked down the grand staircase of the palace, their hands intertwined.

Paridhi's heart was racing, a mix of excitement and nervousness coursing through her veins.

As they descended, she could see all the family members gathered in the living room.

Paridhi's gaze swept across the room, taking in the familiar faces.

But then her eyes landed on three unfamiliar figures standing at the center of the group.

There was an older man with a regal bearing, a woman of similar age with a kind face, and another woman who looked to be in her fifties.

Suddenly, it hit her. These were Vikram Singh Rathore and his wife Gayatri Singh Rathore, the former king and queen of Rajasthan. And besides them their daughter, Rashmi Rathore.

Paridhi felt a wave of nervousness wash over her as she realized she was face to face with Abhimaan's grandparents and, most likely, his aunt.

As they reached the bottom of the stairs, Paridhi quickly bowed her head in respect, her heart pounding in her chest.

Suddenly, a strong voice rang through the whole palace, making Paridhi jump slightly.

"A queen should not bow in front of anyone!"

The words echoed off the marble walls, and Paridhi felt her hands start to shake in fear.

She glanced up at the source of the voice Vikram Singh Rathore.

Although he had grown old, his voice still carried the same command and power it must have held when he was king.

Paridhi felt Abhimaan's hand tighten around hers, offering silent support.

She looked up at him, her eyes wide with uncertainty. He gave her a small, reassuring smile, but didn't say anything.

Paridhi realized he was letting her handle this on her own.

Taking a deep breath, Paridhi gathered her courage.

She lifted her chin, meeting Vikram Singh Rathore's stern gaze. In a voice that was surprisingly steady, she said,

"But before becoming any queen, I'm a girl who's the age of your granddaughter. And you're older than me, so how could I not bow in front of you?"

Her words hung in the air for a moment, and Paridhi held her breath, worried she had said the wrong thing.

But then she saw something flicker in the old king's eyes

Was it approval?

The room was silent, everyone seemingly stunned by her words.

Paridhi felt her cheeks grow hot under the scrutiny of so many eyes.

She glanced at Abhimaan again, seeking reassurance, and found him looking at her with a mix of pride and something else she couldn't quite identify.

Suddenly, Rashmi stepped forward. A warm smile spread across her face as she said,

"God bless you, my dear."

Paridhi's head snapped towards her, eyes wide with shock. The woman's smile only grew wider at Paridhi's reaction.

She further said, reaching out to take Paridhi's free hand.

"Welcome to the family, beta."

Paridhi felt a wave of relief wash over her.

"Thank you," she said softly, a small smile tugging at her lips.

Abhimaan, who had been watching the exchange with a hint of amusement in his eyes ,thought to himself

"She looks too cute when she's surprised, I badly wanted to pinch her chubby cheeks."

Abhimaan then turned to his grandparents, gently tugging Paridhi along with him.

He bent down in front of them, touching their feet in a gesture of respect.

Paridhi watched as Vikram and Gayatri placed their hands on Abhimaan's head, blessing him.

"Jeete raho, beta,"

May you live long, son

Vikram said, his stern voice now tinged with affection.

"May you both find lots of happiness."

Abhimaan then moved to his aunt, touching her feet as well.

Rashmi cupped his face in her hands and kissed his forehead, her eyes shining with love.

"You've chosen a very good girl."

Abhimaan smiled, glancing at Paridhi.

"Ham jaante hain, Bua Sa,"

I know,

He replied.

"I'm very lucky."

Paridhi felt her heart skip a beat at his words.

She was still getting used to the idea that this handsome, powerful man was her husband, and that he seemed to genuinely like her.

Sensing Paridhi's confusion and nervousness, Gayatri stepped forward. She took Paridhi's hands in hers, her touch gentle and motherly.

"Beta," she said softly,

"we just wanted to test you, to see if you're capable of being our queen. But you passed with flying colors."

Paridhi blinked, surprised.

"Test?" she asked, her voice small.

Vikram nodded, his stern expression softening slightly.

"Yes, child. Being the Queen of Rajasthan is no small task. We needed to know if you had the strength and wisdom for it."

"But..." Paridhi hesitated, gathering her thoughts.

"I don't understand. What did I do?"

Gayatri smiled, patting Paridhi's hand.

"You showed respect to your elders, even when faced with a command from the former king. That takes courage and wisdom."

"Remember," Vikram added, his voice serious but kind,

"Abhimaan is the king, but before everything, he's our grandson. He should respect his elders that's what we taught him. A king can also bow down to the elders. There's no shame in it. We wanted his wife to be like him in this regard."

Paridhi nodded slowly, understanding dawning on her face.

Abhimaan smiled at her, his eyes warm with affection while giving her hand a gentle squeeze.

A thought suddenly occurred to Paridhi, and she turned back to the older couple.

"But... you weren't at the wedding yesterday," she said, confusion evident in her voice.

Rashmi stepped forward, a look of regret on her face.

"Oh, beta," she said,

"we had to go for Baba Sa's surgery. That's why we couldn't attend."

"Oh" She said

Gayatri watched this exchange with approval in her eyes.

"You see, Vikram ji?" she said to her husband.

"Our Abhimaan has chosen well. She has a kind heart."

Vikram nodded, a small smile finally breaking through his stern exterior.

"Indeed," he agreed.

Vikram's words hung in the air, making Paridhi's heart skip a beat.

"Now it's time for the announcement of Queen in front of everyone," he said, his voice firm and authoritative.

Paridhi felt a wave of nervousness wash over her. She looked at Abhimaan, her eyes wide with uncertainty.

"Rana Sa," she whispered,

"I don't know if I'm ready for this."

Abhimaan squeezed her hand gently.

"You are, Rani Sa," he said softly.

"You've already won over my family. The people will love you too."

Gayatri noticed Paridhi's nervousness and came over to her.

"Beta," she said kindly,

"don't worry. Just be yourself. That's all you need to do."

Paridhi nodded, taking a deep breath.

"Okay," she said, her voice shaky but determined.

"What do I need to do?"

Vikram stood up, his presence commanding attention.

"We'll go to the main balcony," he explained.

"The people have gathered in the courtyard. Abhimaan will introduce you, and then you'll say a few words."

"A few words?" Paridhi repeated, her voice rising slightly in panic.

"But... but what should I say?"

Rashmi put a comforting hand on Paridhi's shoulder.

"Speak from your heart, dear," she advised.

"Tell them how you feel about becoming their queen."

Abhimaan helped Paridhi to her feet.

"You'll do wonderfully," he assured her.

"I'll be right beside you the whole time."

As they made their way to the balcony, Paridhi could hear the buzz of the crowd outside. The sound made her palms sweat and her heart race.

"I'm scared," she admitted to Abhimaan in a low voice.

He turned to her, cupping her face gently.

"Pari," he said, his voice soft but firm.

"you are strong, kind, and intelligent. You are exactly what Rajasthan needs in a queen. Believe in yourself as I believe in you."

His words warmed her heart, giving her a boost of confidence. She nodded, standing a little straighter.

As they stepped onto the balcony, the crowd below erupted in cheers.

Paridhi's eyes widened at the sea of faces looking up at them. There must have been thousands of people gathered in the courtyard.

Vikram stepped forward first, raising his hands for silence. The crowd immediately quieted.

"Everyone" he began, his voice carrying across the courtyard,

"today is a momentous day. Our new Queen has come!"

Abhimaan took Paridhi's hand, leading her forward.

"Meet my wife, your new queen, Paridhi Abhimaan Singh Rathore!"

The crowd cheered again, the sound almost deafening. Paridhi felt overwhelmed by the response but Abhimaan's steady presence beside her kept her grounded.

When the cheers died down, Abhimaan gently nudged Paridhi.

"Would you like to say a few words, Rani Sa?" he asked softly.

Paridhi nodded, taking a deep breath. She stepped forward, her heart pounding.

For a moment, she froze, looking out at the sea of expectant faces. But then she felt Abhimaan's hand on her back, offering silent support, and the words began to flow.

"Khamma ghadi"

greetings

She began, her voice shaky at first but growing stronger with each word,

"I may not have been born in Rajasthan," she said, "but from this day forward, I consider it my home and all of you my family. "

The crowd was silent, hanging on her every word. Paridhi felt a surge of emotion, and her next words came straight from her heart.

"I promise to stand by King Abhimaan's side, to support him in his duties, and to be a queen you can be proud of. Together, we will face whatever challenges come our way, and together, we will celebrate our successes."

She smiled, feeling a connection with the people below.

"Thank you for welcoming me into your hearts and your land. I look forward to meeting you, learning from you, and serving you."

As she finished, the courtyard erupted in cheers and applause. Paridhi felt a wave of relief and joy wash over her. She had done it!

Abhimaan pulled her close, pride shining in his eyes.

"That was beautiful, Rani Sa," he said, his voice thick with emotion.

"You've already won their hearts, just as you've won mine."

Paridhi smiled shyly and tucked a stand of her behind her ear.

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Abhimaan's possessiveness is actually cute... Isn't it🌚

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