Panchaali had always had a loving home and a caring parents with a lavish lifestyle, but what happens when this loving princess of Rajgadh is forced to marry the murderers of the family? What's worse is that they are the once she had once perceived...
So I know this story is based on mughal era but I'm just going to add the pictures from sp Mahabharata!
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Panchaali looked around the room, any other day she would have been ecstatic about the fact of being at a new place.
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Today however she felt empty, no pain, no suffering, just nothing. The door to her room was opened and the pandavas walked in.
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Their eyes fixed on her, she sat on the bed, her eyes looking at nothing. Her face an expressionless mask as she looked at nothing. Their hearts squeezed painfully as they looked at her.
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They wanted to hug her, to tell her that everything will be alright. But what right did they have? They have practically destroyed her happy world, surely they were avenging what was done to them, but in their attempts to rectify everything they had destroyed her. Her happy world was shredded by them and they knew they deserved all her hate, and they knew what they are about to do would break her more. They knew they had no right to ask her to marry them all five but they had no choice, it was either that or let her get slaughtered. And they chose to save her, she was innocent, she had done nothing but be kind to them and this is how they returned the favour.
"Panchaali." Yudhisthir whispered her name, he got no response, he looked at his brothers who nodded at him, "Panchaali." He called again as he moved towards her, he sat on the bed next to her, she didn't even look at him. "Talk to me." He whispered as he moved his hand towards her, he cupped her cheek making her look at him, her eyes met his, she looked at him in the eyes, tears filled her eyes as they looked into his, making his heart squeeze painfully as he looked at her face.
