🔥⚔️ Vanyadesh: The Arrival of the Sky Prince
The skies over Vanyadesh shimmered strangely that morning — as if the clouds carried a secret.
From beyond the desert dunes, a royal convoy arrived. At its heart rode a boy cloaked in silver and deep blue, with windswept hair and eyes like cloudlight.
Prince Veer of Vaayadesh — the kingdom of skies and winds.
Devsena stood by Samridhi, unimpressed.
"What's he doing here?" she whispered.
"Alliance talk," Samridhi replied, too calm.
Veer dismounted and walked straight toward them. With a small smile and a slightly cocky bow, he said to Devsena:
"So you're the girl who almost burned her palace down.
I like your style."
Her jaw clenched.
"And you're the boy who thinks flirting is diplomacy?"
Samridhi suppressed a cough. The ministers pretended not to smirk.
Sparks flew. Not from anger. Not yet.
🌊🎶 Samudra Desh: The Whispers Below
That night, Avantika returned to her usual place by the shore, the scroll still clutched in her hands.
But something was different.
The waves didn't dance.
They pulled back.
Silent. Still.
She stepped closer. Her feet touched the foam.
And then… she heard it.
"Avaaantikaaaa…"
A voice. Soft. Distant. Familiar.
She turned — no one.
But the sea called again.
"Your blood is not your only truth."
"Come deeper."
Suddenly, the water rose — not in violence, but like arms reaching for her — gentle, ancient.
She gasped, falling to her knees. Her mark glowed, and tears welled in her eyes.
"I need to know who I am…"
Behind her, Arjuna watched — silent, concerned, and… slowly understanding what she truly was.
đź‘‘Â Vanyadesh: The Truth Unfolds
That same night, Samridhi stood before a sealed chamber deep in the palace.
A golden chest. A locked scroll.
She opened it. Her hands shook.
"Forgive me, Vrinda.
I thought hiding the truth would protect them.
But fate doesn't forget."
Inside the scroll:
The full Tatva Prophecy
The mark of the twin royals
And a forgotten name: Avantika.
đź’« Closing Scene
Veer stood on the palace balcony, staring at the stars. Devsena approached, curious.
"The stars move strangely tonight," he said.
"They always do before something changes."
Devsena crossed her arms.
"You talk like a poet."
"And you fight like a flame."
"You haven't seen me fight yet," she whispered.
He smiled.
"Then show me."
Below them… the fire mark flashed.
And across the sea… Avantika sang once more.
This time, the ocean didn't just dance.
It listened.