𝘚𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭, 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱.
𝘚𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭.
𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤.
𝘚𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵, 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳.
𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦.
𝘚𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦, 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦.
𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘹𝘪𝘦𝘴.
𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯.
𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵 𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦, 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴.
𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦.
Ananya—the name forgotten with time by the residents of Panchal. The twin sister of Draupadi, the youngest princess of Panchal. She was the unwanted daughter of Drupad, just like her sisters. None of the citizens knew anything about her; in fact, they didn't even know what she looked like because she was imprisoned within the palace walls. And one day, she mysteriously vanished.
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