NANDINI: born to be a QUEEN👑

7. A Queen is born

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It had been a month since that fateful night, and the royal priest arrived at the kingdom, a revered figure whose presence demanded respect. All the royals, including the princes, who were 13 and 16 years older than Princess Nandini, were gathered in the grand hall. The little bundle of cuteness was cradled in the warm embrace of her eldest brother, while Abhi lovingly caressed her head. Some onlookers watched this scene with envy, while others couldn't help but admire the love and bond that radiated from the trio. Meanwhile, the queen mother and the king's sisters harbored silent curses for the newborn.

The announcement of the royal priest's arrival echoed through the hall, and everyone stood in reverence. The king welcomed the priest, washing his feet and ensuring his comfort in the royal chamber. After conversing with the members of the royal family, the priest finally graced the little princess. He carefully took her into his arms, studying the lines on her palm, his expressions changing as he delved into her destiny.

Returning the baby to her father's arms, the priest requested a pen and paper from his companion. He began drawing intricate patterns and performing calculations. As he worked, his countenance shifted, and finally, he stood up, his gaze fixed on the face of the little princess, who was now playfully sucking on her father's necklace beads. A small smile formed on his lips as he looked at her cute, innocent face.

The air in the room seemed to hold its breath as the royal priest appeared deep in thought, his eyes revealing that something significant had been revealed through his calculations. Everyone's eyes were drawn to him, eager to learn what the future held for the beloved princess. The room filled with anticipation and curiosity, as the destiny of Princess Nandini hung in the balance, awaiting the words of the royal priest.

"EVERYONE! I REPEAT, EVERYONE WILL BOW IN RESPECT. THE UNIVERSE WILL BE IN AWE OF HER. NONE WILL HAVE THE COURAGE TO RAISE THEIR HEAD HIGH, NOT EVEN IN THE SHADOW OF HER PRESENCE. SHE WILL WIELD THE SWORD OF JUSTICE AND CRUSH EVIL BENEATH HER FEET. SHE WILL FIGHT TILL HER LAST BREATH, AND HER NAME, HER LEGACY WILL ECHO THROUGH ETERNITY. YOU ARE BLESSED, MY KING! QUEEN SWATI WAS BLESSED! A QUEEN BIRTHED A QUEEN! THE GREATEST QUEEN OF PAST, PRESENT, AND FUTURE IS BORN."

As the words of the royal priest echoed in the grand hall, a hushed silence enveloped the room. Everyone's faces were etched with awe and disbelief. No one could have imagined that the girl who was once cursed from the moment of her birth would ascend to greatness and become the greatest queen of all time.

The king, who had been looking downcast, felt a gentle touch on his chin. He looked down at the little bundle of cuteness cradled in his arms, her innocent eyes gazing up at him. The princess sucked on his beads, seeking his attention, and with a soft smile, he touched her tiny hand. In an instant, her delicate fingers wrapped around his own, and he could feel the bond forming between them.

Tears of pride welled up in the king's eyes, overwhelmed with joy and emotion. His heart swelled with a mixture of happiness and anticipation, knowing that this precious little princess held a destiny beyond anyone's comprehension. The weight of the priest's words and the future they foretold sent shivers down his spine.

In that moment, as the king held his daughter close, he realized that she was destined for greatness. She would bring honor, glory, and a reign of compassion that would be remembered for ages. Goosebumps erupted on his skin as he looked into her eyes, feeling an inexplicable connection to the innocent soul entrusted to his care. The room was filled with an electrifying energy, and everyone could feel the prophecy's magnitude in their bones.

The king knew that from this day forward, he would protect his daughter with all his might, for she was destined to be the greatest queen the world had ever seen. The tears on his cheeks were no longer tears of sorrow but tears of pride and determination. With newfound resolve, he vowed to nurture her, guide her, and prepare her for the extraordinary destiny that awaited her. The little princess, still unaware of her grand future, continued to suck on her father's finger, her small actions unknowingly setting in motion a chain of events that would shape the course of history.

And so, in that grand hall, the prophecy was spoken, and the little princess, named Nandini, was destined to become the embodiment of strength, love, and power—the greatest queen of past, present, and future.

"I knew she was a warrior, the one who defied death and came into this world. She is my little princess, and I won't let her ever regret her birth. She will receive all the education her heart desires. She may have been born as a daughter to me, but she will enjoy all the rights and privileges that my son does. If she wants to learn cooking, princess manners, and fashion, that will be her choice, but I will also ensure she acquires all the skills of a warrior," declared the king with unwavering determination and immense pride.

The shock from the earlier proclamation had barely settled when another bold statement was made. The queen mother, seated on her couch, stood up abruptly, her face contorted with anger. "NO. This won't happen ever. This girl was a bad omen, but you let her live. Okay, I accepted. You gave her the title of princess, I accepted. But giving her education? NO. I won't allow it. No girl ever had education, touched a sword, and none ever will. I won't allow her to get any..." Her voice trailed off as a sudden loud and adorable scream pierced the air, emanating from the little princess. It was as if she was commanding the queen mother to stop.

The room fell silent as all eyes turned to the baby girl, who continued to mutter in her cute, babyish voice, expressing her defiance. In that moment, the little Nandini became the center of attention, and everyone was captivated by her. Even the queen mother found herself momentarily distracted, her anger replaced by a mix of awe and amusement.

It was as if fate itself had intervened, using the little princess's innocent cry to silence opposition. The king's determination remained unshaken, and his gaze, filled with love and resolve, never left his daughter. He knew that the path he had chosen for Nandini was unconventional, but he was determined to pave the way for her to become the person she was destined to be.

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