A private chamber had already been arranged for Rudrakshi and Omkar in one of the palace’s grand council chambers.
As Rudrakshi walked through the long corridors, guided by palace attendants, she remained unaware that every step she took left behind faint crimson footprints upon the marble floors—the gulal from outside clinging to her sandals.
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