RANISA-HIS FIRST WIFE ✅

23. until we meet again

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 महफ़िल में तेरी हम ना रहें जोग़म तो नहीं है, ग़म तो नहीं हैक़िस्से हमारी नज़दीकियों केकम तो नहीं हैं, कम तो नहीं हैंकितनी दफ़ा सुबह को मेरीतेरे आँगन में बैठे मैंने शाम किया

Third PERSON POV:)

The morning sun cast its gentle rays into the chamber, illuminating a tranquil scene. Abhirath lay in peaceful slumber, a half-smile adorning his features, with Abhira nestled beside him. Vedanti, having spent the night with them, slowly stirred awake, her eyes adjusting to the soft light.

As the trio embraced the warmth of the moment, a sudden, aggressive pounding on the chamber door shattered the serenity. Trupti, fueled by anger, demanded entrance with forceful knocks. Vedanti, bewildered by the early intrusion, hastened to open the door.

"What's the meaning of this, Trupti? Why the early intrusion?" Vedanti questioned, her voice still drenched in the softness of dawn.

Trupti, her eyes ablaze with resentment, ignored Vedanti's inquiry and walked past her into the chamber. The sight that met her eyes fueled the embers of her anger into a blazing fire. Abhirath lay half-naked on the bed, his arm protectively draped over Abhira.

"What kind of game are you playing, Vedanti?" Trupti snapped, her voice carrying a venomous tone. "How dare you allow my daughter to sleep with you and your husband!"

Vedanti, maintaining her composure, responded in measured tones, "Abhira is Abhirath's daughter, Trupti. There's no game here. We are a family, and she has every right to be here."

Trupti, undeterred, took a step closer, her anger escalating. "She may be his daughter, but she's mine too! I won't let you manipulate her. Stay away from her!"

Vedanti, now standing her ground, asserted, "I'm not manipulating anyone. Abhira and I have only recently met. We're still getting to know each other."

As Trupti walked away with Abhira in her arms, Vedanti felt a mixture of frustration and longing. Turning towards Abhirath, she found him looking at her with an understanding gaze.

Abhirath, reaching out to Vedanti, gently pulled her into his arms. The morning sun cast a warm glow, creating an intimate ambiance in their chamber. Vedanti, despite the lingering tension, allowed herself to be enveloped in Abhirath's embrace.

"Vedanti," Abhirath whispered, his breath warm against her ear. "No matter what challenges come our way, we'll face them together. Our love is stronger than any storm."

Vedanti, her heart softened by Abhirath's words, looked up at him. "I know, Abhirath. It's just... I want everything to be peaceful, especially for Abhira."

Abhirath, with a tender smile, traced a gentle finger along Vedanti's cheek. "Peace will come, my love. For now, let's find solace in each other."

In that moment, the world outside their embrace ceased to exist. Abhirath's lips found Vedanti's in a slow, passionate kiss. The connection between them deepened, transcending the complexities of their circumstances.

As their bodies entwined, the intimate dance of their love unfolded, each touch and caress conveying a silent promise. In the midst of life's turmoil, their shared moments of passion became a sanctuary, a reminder that love could withstand the tests of time and circumstance.

The morning sun continued its ascent, casting a golden hue on the entwined figures. Abhirath and Vedanti, lost in each other, found solace in the simple yet profound language of their love.

As the day unfolded, the time came for Abhirath and his family to bid farewell to Vedanti's kingdom. The palace courtyard, adorned with colorful banners and vibrant flowers, served as the backdrop for the departure.

Abhirath, clad in regal attire, stood with a sense of stoicism, his gaze meeting Vedanti's with a mixture of gratitude and unspoken emotions. Vedanti, dressed in royal elegance, approached him with a composed demeanor, though her eyes betrayed a hint of melancholy.

The courtiers and servants assembled, creating a respectful distance to allow the royal families their private moment. Abhirath's grandmother, a pillar of wisdom, stood beside him, offering silent support.

Vedanti extended her hand towards Abhirath, a symbol of alliance and shared responsibility. "Your stay in our kingdom has been both a challenge and a testament to our resilience," she acknowledged, her words carrying the weight of their shared experiences.

Abhirath, clasping Vedanti's hand, responded with a nod of acknowledgment. "Our kingdoms may be separate, but our destinies are intertwined. I am grateful for the alliances forged and the lessons learned."

Abhira, the young daughter, looked at Vedanti with a mix of curiosity and innocence. Vedanti, bending down to her level, offered a gentle smile. "Take care, little one. May your journey be filled with joy and discovery."

Abhirath's wife, Trupti, maintained a composed exterior, though her eyes hinted at a spectrum of emotions. Vedanti, in a rare display of empathy, offered a genuine nod. "May the path ahead bring you solace and contentment."

As the carriages were prepared for departure, Abhirath, dressed in the regal attire of his kingdom, descended from his horse. His steps echoed with a sense of both duty and anticipation. Vedanti, observing the proceedings, met his eyes, a silent acknowledgment passing between them.

Abhirath approached Vedanti with a confident stride, his eyes filled with a mixture of respect and a hint of mischief. With a subtle smile playing on his lips, he took her hands in his, the warmth of their connection palpable.

"Little rabbit," Abhirath began, his voice a tender whisper that only Vedanti could hear amidst the bustling courtyard. "Our time together has been a dance of challenges and shared moments. But worry not, for this is not a farewell but a 'until we meet again.'"

He brought Vedanti's hand to his lips, placing a soft and lingering kiss. As he pulled away, a mischievous twinkle sparkled in his eyes. "Our kingdoms may stand apart, but our hearts, my dear queen, they share a common realm. Until our paths cross again, let the echoes of our shared laughter linger in your thoughts."

With that, Abhirath mounted his horse, his gaze lingering on Vedanti for a moment longer. As the carriages set in motion, he rode alongside them, turning in the saddle to steal one last glance at Vedanti.

"Take care, my queen," he called out, his voice carrying a mix of formality and a hidden tenderness. "And remember, little rabbit, the threads of destiny have a curious way of weaving together."

The carriages slowly moved away, carrying Abhirath and his family towards the horizon. Vedanti, standing amidst the palace courtyard, couldn't help but smile at Abhirath's parting words.

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