
Samriddhi’s POV
Queen Padmini left with a half-smile, her silks brushing against the stone floor, the echo of her sandals fading down the corridor. I stood there for a moment, rooted… trying to breathe, trying to be normal.

Samriddhi’s POV
Queen Padmini left with a half-smile, her silks brushing against the stone floor, the echo of her sandals fading down the corridor. I stood there for a moment, rooted… trying to breathe, trying to be normal.
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