A Thread Tied By Destiny The Palace of Whispers and First Sparks

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗠𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗷𝗮𝗻𝘀 & 𝗥𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗿𝗼𝗳𝘁𝘀: 𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗺𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗪𝗶𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗔𝗿𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗹𝘀

𝗠𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗮 𝗣𝗮𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲.

Bathed in the glow of the Rajasthani sun. A golden fortress, ancient and regal... preparing for a new legend.

🌼 𝘝𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘬𝘢 𝘔𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘫𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘈𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘢𝘯 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘳 — the whispers of destiny begin.

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Vamika Mahajan (FL's Cousin)

𝗩𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗸𝗮 𝗠𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗷𝗮𝗻 Age: 24 Profession: Architect Vibe: Sweet, poised, modern with traditional roots. "𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺." Vamika is genuinely in love with Armaan and hopes this marriage unites their families in a harmonious way. She's resilient and optimistic, often trying to mediate family tensions with a gentle smile.

Armaan Thakur (ML's Cousin)

𝗔𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗮𝗻 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗸𝘂𝗿 Age: 27 Profession: Business Scion (managing family's historical estates and ventures) Vibe: Chivalrous, traditional, subtly shrewd. "𝘏𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦." Armaan carries the weight of his family's legacy and is genuinely fond of Vamika. He navigates the traditional expectations of his family with a pragmatic approach, aiming to modernize their businesses while respecting their heritage. He's loyal to the Rathore family and admires Lucian and Kiaan, seeing them as examples of modern power.

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The 𝗠𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗷𝗮𝗻𝘀 arrived first — a burst of color and warmth.

Rajan Mahajan (Vamika's Dad)

"𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦!"

Rajan Mahajan (Vamika's Dad)

𝘙𝘢𝘫𝘢𝘯 𝘔𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘫𝘢𝘯’𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦-𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘺𝘢𝘳𝘥, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯, 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳.

Beside him, 𝗣𝗿𝗶𝘆𝗮 𝗠𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗷𝗮𝗻, graceful in pastel chiffon, greeted staff with gentle nods and kind eyes.

Priya Mahajan (Vamika's Mom)

Their presence?

Like sunlight on sandstone — 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗺, 𝗱𝗶𝗴𝗻𝗶𝗳𝗶𝗲𝗱, 𝗲𝗳𝗳𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀.

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗠𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗷𝗮𝗻 𝗙𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘆✨

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘔𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘫𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘴, 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮, 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘙𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘔𝘪𝘳𝘢.

Rajan Mahajan (Vamika's Dad)

𝗥𝗮𝗷𝗮𝗻 𝗠𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗷𝗮𝗻 - 𝗙𝗟'𝘀 𝗨𝗻𝗰𝗹𝗲 - 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝗲𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗼𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗣𝗮𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗿𝗰𝗵 Age: 58 Profession: Respected Industrialist Vibe: Jovial, kind-hearted, a man of his word. "𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮." Rajan is Mira Revencroft's elder brother, a pillar of strength and support for both his own family and the Revencrofts. He values tradition but is open to modern ideas, especially concerning his children's happiness. He believes deeply in the power of family and community.

Priya Mahajan (Vamika's Mom)

𝗣𝗿𝗶𝘆𝗮 𝗠𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗷𝗮𝗻 - 𝗙𝗟'𝘀 𝗔𝘂𝗻𝘁𝘆 - 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗚𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗠𝗮𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗿𝗰𝗵 Age: 54 Profession: Homemaker and Philanthropist Vibe: Elegant, nurturing, observant. "𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨." Priya is the heart of the Mahajan home, ensuring everyone feels loved and cared for. She possesses a quiet strength and a keen eye for human nature, often seeing past pretenses. She's a doting aunt to the Revencroft children and a devoted mother to Vamika.

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And then—chaos in couture: 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗥𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗿𝗼𝗳𝘁𝘀.

💃 𝗠𝗶𝗿𝗮 𝗥𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗿𝗼𝗳𝘁 walked like silk — deep burgundy draped around her like a secret.

Mira Revencroft (FL's Mom)

🧳 𝗗𝗲𝘃 𝗥𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗿𝗼𝗳𝘁 managed both luggage and legacy with calm charm.

Dev Revencroft (FL's Dad)

Enter: the sisters.

Jennifer Revencroft (FL's Eldest Sister)

𝗝𝗲𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗳𝗲𝗿, regal in tailored neutrals, scanned the palace like it was a chessboard.

A queen. Already plotting her next move.

✨ Behind her, the real storm brewed.

Shine Revencroft (FL)

"𝘓𝘺𝘳𝘢, 𝘚𝘛𝘖𝘗 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦!"

Shine Revencroft (FL)

𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘦𝘥, 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘓𝘺𝘳𝘢’𝘴 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦.

Lyra Revencroft (FL's Youngest Sister)

📱 "𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘛𝘪𝘬𝘛𝘰𝘬 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥, 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨!" Lyra cackled.

🕶 𝗝𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗮, raised an unimpressed brow from behind dark shades.

Jisha Revencroft (FL's Twin Sister)

“𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘳 𝘙𝘢𝘫𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘞𝘪-𝘍𝘪 𝘥𝘢𝘺, 𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦.”

⚙️ Meanwhile, 𝗔𝘂𝗿𝗲𝗻 was already muttering about the "subpar wiring" in the palace corridors.

Auren Revencroft (FL's Brother)

His gaze? Already scanning CCTV angles.

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𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗸𝘂𝗿𝘀 & 𝗥𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘀: 𝗔𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗖𝗮𝗹𝗰𝘂𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗚𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗲𝘂𝗿

The palace hushed.

A new force rolled in — not color, not chaos... but 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗱.

🚘 The Thakurs arrived in silence so heavy, it pressed on the marble.

𝗗𝘂𝗿𝗴𝗮 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗸𝘂𝗿 stepped out first.

Durga Thakur (Armaan's Dad)

Tall. Stern. Ancestral pride in every step.

𝗟𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗮 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗸𝘂𝗿, poised in royal blue, followed with the weight of tradition in her eyes.

Leela Thakur(Armaan's Mom)

Their smiles?

Polite. Precise. Unlike the Revencrofts' chaos — this was a dynasty.

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗸𝘂𝗿 𝗙𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘆✨

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘭𝘥, 𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘙𝘢𝘫𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯, 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱-𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘦, 𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘩, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘙𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘴' 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘚𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘢.

Durga Thakur (Armaan's Dad)

𝗗𝘂𝗿𝗴𝗮 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗸𝘂𝗿 - 𝗠𝗟'𝘀 𝗨𝗻𝗰𝗹𝗲 - 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗦𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗻 𝗣𝗮𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗿𝗰𝗵 Age: 60 Profession: Land Baron & Cultural Custodian Vibe: Imposing, traditional, unyielding. "𝘏𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘸 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯." Durga Thakur is Samaira Rathore's younger brother, a man who strictly adheres to tradition and family honor. He is proud of his lineage and can be intimidating. He approved of Armaan's marriage to Vamika for the social standing and alliance it brings, but he is wary of external influences on his family's way of life.

Leela Thakur(Armaan's Mom)

𝗟𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗮 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗸𝘂𝗿 - 𝗠𝗟'𝘀 𝗔𝘂𝗻𝘁𝘆 - 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗠𝗮𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗿𝗰𝗵 Age: 57 Profession: Keeper of Traditions Vibe: Reserved, dignified, sharp-eyed. "𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘴 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘶𝘮𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴." Leela is Durga's wife, a woman who embodies the rigid traditions of the Thakur family. She manages the household with an iron fist in a velvet glove and places immense importance on decorum and reputation. She will be particularly watchful of the modern Revencroft family.

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And then... the atmosphere 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻.

🔥 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗥𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘀 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱.

𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺.

𝙋𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧, 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙠.

𝗩𝗶𝗿𝗮𝗷 𝗥𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲 — silver fox, tailored to intimidation.

Viraj Rathore (ML's Dad)

𝗦𝗮𝗺𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗮 𝗥𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲 — emerald-clad, calculating, calm. Her gaze could cut glass.

Samaira Rathore (ML's Mom)

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Their sons followed:

🧊 𝗞𝗶𝗮𝗮𝗻 𝗥𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲 — slow steps, sharp eyes, silently measuring every alliance in the room.

Kiaan Rathore (ML's Eldest Brother)

🦂 𝗥𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗥𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲 — a smile that could ruin you and still make you say thank you.

Rian Rathore (ML's Twin Brother)

But beneath the charm, his eyes trailed Kiaan — not protectively. Possessively.

Then... silence wrapped in a suit:

Lucian Rathore (ML)

💀 𝗟𝘂𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗥𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲.

Black Mercedes. Obsidian eyes. Emotionless. Impeccable. Untouchable.

𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘪𝘯. 𝘏𝘦 𝙞𝙣𝙫𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙙.

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💅 𝗜𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗶 𝗥𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲, the youngest, burst out next — already complaining about frizz and humidity.

Ishani Rathore (ML's Sister)

🕴 𝗩𝗶𝗸𝗿𝗮𝗺 & 𝗠𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗸𝘀𝗵𝗶 𝗥𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲 brought the elder aura, while their son —

Vikram Rathore (Aryan's Dad)

Minakshi Rathore(Aryan's Mom)

👓 𝗔𝗮𝗿𝘆𝗮𝗻 𝗥𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲 — quiet, brilliant, observant...

Aryan (ML's Cousin)

👀

Lyra Revencroft (FL's Youngest Sister)

👀

— locked eyes with a certain 𝗟𝘆𝗿𝗮, her wild energy flickering against his calm.

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𝙃𝙖𝙡𝙙𝙞 & 𝙈𝙚𝙝𝙣𝙙𝙞: 𝙔𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙇𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧, 𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙂𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙨𝙚𝙨

The next morning.

The courtyard bloomed in 𝘆𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗻.

💛 Haldi.

💚 Mehndi.

💃 Tradition. Teasing. Color. And secrets, brewing beneath it all.

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The Mahajans and Revencrofts laughed, danced, smeared turmeric.

𝗩𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗸𝗮, glowing in sunshine yellow, squealed as her cousins sneak-attacked her with haldi.

Vamika Mahajan (FL's Cousin)

𝗠𝗶𝗿𝗮 & 𝗣𝗿𝗶𝘆𝗮 sat like proud queens, watching it all unfold with warm nostalgia.

Mira Revencroft (FL's Mom)

Priya Mahajan (Vamika's Mom)

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🌟 𝗦𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗲 was mid-laughter when it happened.

Shine Revencroft (FL)

👀

The air changed.

Her breath caught.

Across the courtyard...

Lucian Rathore (ML)

🖤 𝗟𝘂𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗥𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲.

Standing still. Untouched.

Lucian Rathore (ML)

👀

𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿.

𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘔𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘬𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘥𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘪—𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘰𝘴. 𝙐𝙣𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙁𝙤𝙘𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙙. 𝘾𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚.

And somehow — only on her.

Shine blinked. Chin lifted. Challenge accepted.

𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺.

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Jisha Revencroft (FL's Twin Sister)

🕶 "𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦’𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘯, 𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘳," 𝘑𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘢 𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘯𝘶𝘥𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦.

Jisha Revencroft (FL's Twin Sister)

But her own gaze had already wandered —

Jisha Revencroft (FL's Twin Sister)

👀

— to 𝗥𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗥𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲, smirking in her direction.

Rian Rathore (ML's Twin Brother)

👀

Their eyes met.

No smile. No flirtation.

Just—

⚡ 𝗧𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻. 𝗜𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁. 𝗗𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿.

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💋 Meanwhile

𝗝𝗲𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗳𝗲𝗿, having her mehndi done, watched 𝗞𝗶𝗮𝗮𝗻 from afar.

Jennifer Revencroft (FL's Eldest Sister)

👀

Kiaan Rathore (ML's Eldest Brother)

👀

A quiet nod exchanged. No words.

Just two sharp minds acknowledging each other across a field of future battles.

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Lyra Revencroft (FL's Youngest Sister)

📱 "𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘩𝘯𝘥𝘪 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤!"

𝘓𝘺𝘳𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥, 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 — 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰...

Lyra Revencroft (FL's Youngest Sister)

👀😉

👔 𝗔𝗮𝗿𝘆𝗮𝗻 𝗥𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲.

Aryan (ML's Cousin)

His hand caught her. Firm. Gentle.

Aryan (ML's Cousin)

“𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭,” 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘭𝘺.

For once, Lyra had no comeback.

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🍲 𝗔𝘂𝗿𝗲𝗻, sniffing turmeric like a lab technician, drew the attention of 𝗜𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗶.

Auren Revencroft (FL's Brother)

Ishani Rathore (ML's Sister)

“𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯?”

Auren Revencroft (FL's Brother)

“𝘐’𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝘵𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴"

Her laugh? Unexpected.

Annoyed? A little.

Intrigued? Definitely.

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✨ The rituals continued. The music rose.

But beneath the surface,

𝗘𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗱. 𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗱. 𝗙𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗱.

And somewhere...

𝗗𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝘆 𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗲𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝘀𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗱.

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