Fantasy RAGE OF BEAST THE DEVINE WARRIOR

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CHAPTER 21 — The Beast Falls​

The Moment After Destiny​

Hall still echo kar raha tha
with gasps, whispers, fear, shock…
jab Aryan ka blood
Anaya ki maang me gir gaya.

Destiny seal ho chuki thi.
Court ki aankhon me disbelief.
Anaya ki saanson me tremble.
Guruji ke face par calm acceptance.

Lekin Aryan…
jo abhi tak still khada tha—
suddenly blinked.

Uski vision blur hone lagi.

Breathing heavy ho gayi.

Aur phir—

his knees buckled.

The Beast Crashes​

THUD!

Aryan ka body forward fall hua,
hands floor tak pohochne se pehle hi
control lose ho gaya.

Blood from his forehead
pool banane laga.

Ye Beast ka natural downfall tha—
Beast mode → adrenaline →
then violent crash.

Court me panic:

“Beast gir gaya!”
“Usse uthao!”
“He’s bleeding heavily!”

Guards run karne lage.
Warriors shout karne lage.

Sirf Guruji steady chale.

Everyone Rushes Toward Him​

Royal soldiers Aryan ke paas bhaagen,
par Guruji ne unhe hand gesture se roka:

“Sambhal kar. Uski bones already strain me hai.”

Four elite guards
carefully Aryan ko lift karte hain—
but even unconscious,
Aryan ka weight
warrior-level heavy tha.

Ek soldier ne slow kaha:
“Iss ladke ke muscles…
pahad ke pathar jaise hain.”

Unhone Aryan ko gently
palace ke royal chamber ki taraf carry kiya.

Anaya ne ek bhi step nahi liya.
Wo bas frozen thi.

Royal Chamber Prepared​

Aryan ko kingdom ka
sabse bada guest chamber diya gaya—
king-level room.

Massive bed.
Torchlights.
Warm blankets.
Healer tables.

Elite healers ne immediately inspection shuru ki:

“Body overheated.”
“Muscles overstretched.”
“Veins pressure high.”
“Rage output se nerve damage almost hua.”

Head healer ne conclusion diya:

**“He needs rest.​

A lot of rest.
Beast mode ne uska pura stamina kha liya.”**

Guruji nodded.
He already knew.

The Court Stands in Shock​

Jab soldiers Aryan ko le gaye,
court hall me dead silence aa gaya.

Ek minister ne slowly kaha:

“Woh… shaadi hogayi?”

Dusra:

“Aur Beast… behosh ho gaya?”

Royal ladies stunned.
Soldiers confused.
Priests trembling.

Everyone felt like
they just saw a legend collapse
after sealing a destiny bond.

Anaya Frozen in Place​

Anaya abhi bhi
usi jagah khadi thi
jahan Aryan ka blood
uski maang me gira tha.

Hands shaking.
Body trembling.
Tears stuck in eyes.

She whispered:

“Yeh… kya hua?”

Arohi couldn’t take it anymore.
She rushed toward Anaya.

“Beti…”

Anaya turned toward her mother,
eyes wide,
lips trembling,
breath unstable.

Before Arohi could speak—
Anaya broke.

Anaya Breaks Down​

Anaya collapsed into Arohi’s arms
and started crying loudly.

Shock.
Fear.
Confusion.
Overwhelm.

“Maa…
Mujhe kuch samaj nahi aa raha…”

Arohi hugged her tightly,
stroking her hair:

“Shant ho ja, beti…
tu safe hai.”

Par Anaya ka heart shant nahi hota.
She kept repeating:

“Main… main unki maang…
unke khoon se…”

Arohi’s eyes filled with tears,
but she held her tighter.

Guruji came close and said gently:

“Beti… ye tumhari destiny thi.
Iss rishte ko Bhagwan ne likha hai.”

Anaya cried more.

Confusion + Destiny​

Rajveera court ke center me stood,
heaviness in chest.

He asked the royal priests:

“Kya ye sab sach hai?”

Priest immediately brought
an ancient mountain scroll.

Scroll par likha tha:

“When a warrior’s blood
falls into a maiden’s hairline,
mountain gods bind them as soul and shield.”

Priest added:

“Maharaj, agar hum iss destiny ko na maane,
toh rajya par paap lagega.”

Rajveera looked at Guruji.
Guruji nodded slowly:

“Ye divine bandhan hai.”

Rajveera closed his eyes.

Accepted it.

Anaya still shaking…
still confused…
still scared.

Anaya whisper:

“Woh… kyu?”

And no one has the answer yet.

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CHAPTER 22 — Anaya Breaks Down​

A Princess Turned to Stone​

Court hall abhi bhi trembling silence me tha.
Torches ki light shake ho rahi thi,
soldiers awkwardly khade the,
women court ke corners me shocked faces ke saath whisper kar rahi thi.

Aur un sabke beech—
Anaya.

She wasn’t moving.
Na blink kar rahi thi,
na breathing properly.

She looked like a statue carved out of fear.

Uski body bilkul stiff,
haath thode se tremble kar rahe the,
aur aankhon me moisture gather ho raha tha.

Arohi ne door se apni beti ko dekha—
aur unka dil toot gaya.

The Tears Begin to Fall​

Anaya ke face par koi expression nahi tha.
Shock ne sab numb kar diya tha.

Par jaisi hi uski eyes
uske forehead ko touch karne ja rahi thi—
jahan Aryan ka blood laga tha…

Her chest tightened painfully.

Woh ek deep, painful breath le payi…
aur phir uske eyes suddenly fill ho gaye with tears.

Arohi slowly uske paas aayi:
“Anaya…”

Anaya ki lips tremble hui…
one single tear rolled down…

And that
was the final push.

Anaya Completely Breaks​

Anaya ke andar ka sab control,
sab strength,
sab composure
collapse ho gaya.

She suddenly burst into tears—
loud, painful, shaking sobs.

“Maa…”
Her voice cracked completely.

Arohi ne ek second bhi waste nahi kiya.
She lunged forward and wrapped Anaya tightly in her arms.

Princess nahi…
healer nahi…
warrior ki beti nahi…

Ek dari hui ladki
jo samaj nahi paayi
ke uske life me itni badi cheez kaise ho gayi.

A Mother’s Desperate Comfort​

Arohi ne Anaya ko apne chest se lagaya.
Uske haath trembling back par gently move kar rahe the.

“Beti, ro mat…
main hoon na.”

But Anaya couldn’t stop.

“Maa… ye kya ho gaya?
Kaise ho gaya?
Kyu…”
Her voice was breaking,
words between sobs.

She didn’t even finish her sentences.
Her mind was chaos:

Aryan’s blood…
maang…
shaadi…
Beast collapse…
court ki reactions…

Sab mila kar ek emotional storm ban gaya.

Arohi ne tears hold karne ki koshish ki,
par uski apni aankhon me bhi pain aa raha tha.

Maha Guru Steps Toward the Fractured Heart​

Guruji quietly walked toward the mother-daughter pair.
Unki presence calm thi…
almost divine.

He placed his hand gently
on Anaya’s head.

Anaya’s sobbing slowed—
not stopped,
par thodi halki ho gayi.

Guruji ke voice me wo familiar warmth thi:

“Beti…”

Anaya’s breath hitched.
Tears kept falling.

Guruji softly continued:

“Ye tumhari destiny thi.”

Anaya shook her head weakly:
“Par… kaise?
Kyu…?
Main… main taiyaar nahi thi…”

Her voice cracked again.

Guruji Explains Destiny’s Weight​

Guruji ne Anaya ka chin gently lift kiya
taaki woh unki aankhon me dekh sake.

Unki eyes me sorry nahi tha…
lekin bohot deep compassion tha.

“Beti, kabhi-kabhi Bhagwan
humari pasand nahi,
humari zimmedari choose karte hain.”

Anaya blink blink karke tears wipe karne ki koshish kar rahi thi,
par tears ruk nahi rahe the.

Guruji continued:

“Tumhari zindagi me
ek bahut bada warrior aana hi tha.
Ye rishta aaj nahi…
saalon pehle likha gaya tha.”

Anaya whispered:
“Par… woh Beast hai…”
Fear + confusion in her voice.

Guruji:
“Nahi.
Woh tumhara rakshak hai.”

Anaya Doesn’t Understand… Yet​

Anaya ke tears ruk kar
sirf shiver ban gaye.
Chest heavy, throat tight.

“Maa…
Mere saath hi kyu…”
Her voice soft, broken.

Arohi pulled her closer:
“Beti… kisi ko nahi pata
kismat ka raasta kaisa hota hai.”

Anaya’s fingers clutching Arohi’s dress tighter.
She was trembling so much
ki Arohi ko bhi hold tight karna pada.

Guruji gently added:

“Time ke saath sab samaj aa jayega.
Abhi tumhara dil shock me hai.”

Anaya whispered:
“Woh… theek hai?”

Even in fear,
her first worry was Aryan’s condition.

Arohi smiled sadly:
“Haan beti… woh zinda hai.”

The Princess Takes Her First Step Into a New Fate​

Arohi ne Anaya ka face cup kiya:

“Chalo… yahan se chalte hain.”

She guided her out of the court,
slow steps,
weak sobs,
heavy silence.

Peeche court ke sab log
unki taraf dekhi rahe the—
shock, pity, disbelief, respect…
sab mix emotions.

Anaya ek baar last time
court ke floor ki taraf dekhti hai—
us jagah jahan Aryan gira tha.

Tears fir se aagaye.

She whispered too softly:
“Woh… kyu meri kismat bana?”

But destiny remained silent.


Arohi taking Anaya away,
and Guruji watching them
with a quiet prayer:

“Bhagwan un dono ko strength de.”

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CHAPTER 23 — The Ancient Scroll​

The Court Demands Answers​

Anaya ko Arohi le ja chuki thi.
Guruji silent khade the.
Aryan apne chamber me unconscious tha.

Lekin court?
Court was boiling in confusion.

Ministers discuss kar rahe the:
“Maharaj, kya ye shaadi… sach me ho gayi?”
“Kya ek blood drop itna powerful ho sakta hai?”
“Ye toh impossible lagta hai…”

Rajveera hands behind his back,
face tense,
walking in slow circles.
His mind drowning in responsibility.

He finally turned toward the royal priests.

“Sach batao.
Kya ye rivaaz…
wakai shaadi maana jata hai?”

Hall silent.

Priests Bring the Scroll​

Head priest kuch seconds chup raha,
phir bowed and said:

“Maharaj…
iss faisle ka jawab scrolls me likha hai.”

Usne apne junior priests ko signal kiya.
Do priests
dhyaan se ek
ancient wooden box
le kar aaye.

Box open hua—
andar ek rolled parchment…
old, yellow, ancient.

Hall me logon ne gasp kiya.

Mountains ka oldest scripture—
aaj ke raat
future decide karega.

Priests box ko
Rajveera ke saamne table par rakhte hain.

The Prophecy Written in Blood Ink​

Head priest ne scroll dhyaan se open kiya.
Internal crackling of old paper echoed in the hall.

Text written in
rakht-varn (blood-red ink)
glowing slightly under torchlight.

Priest shuru karta hai padhna:

**“Jab yoddha ka rakht​

kisi kanya ki maang ki rekha ko chhoo le,
chahe bhagya se
ya anjane me…”**

Court leaned closer.

**“…tab dono ko​

dev-parvat ki anukampa se
atma-bandhan
aur jeevan-sang saunp diya jata hai.”**

Priest’s voice deepened:

**“Ye bandhan itna shaktishaali hota hai​

ki ise todne se
rajya par paap aur vinash aata hai.”**

Everyone froze.
Even torches flickered harder.

Rajveera Feels the Weight​

Rajveera ke haath table par tighten ho gaye.
He closed his eyes for a second.
As a king—
decision banna mushkil nahi tha.

But as a father?
Impossible.

He whispered:

“Toh Anaya aur Aryan…
pehle hi bandhe ja chuke hain?”

Priest lowered his head:
“Haan Maharaj.”

“Aur agar hum iss bandhan ko na maane?”

Priest stiffened:
“Toh rajya ko paap lagega.
Dev-parvat kehta hai
ki isi bandhan se rajya ki raksha hoti hai.”

A hush spread across the hall.

The Fear of Divine Curse​

Court ke log ek dusre ko dekhne lage.

“Kya hum curse ka risk le sakte hain?”
“Princess ke bhavishya ka kya hoga?”
“Beast… pati…?”
“Yeh kismat ka khel hai…”

Rajveera ki legs heavy ho gai.
Woh apni kursi par baith gaye,
dono haath forehead par rakhkar.

Unki eyes soften ho gayi
when he whispered:

“Anaya… meri bachchi…”

He wasn’t scared of Aryan.
He was scared for his daughter.

Rajveera Turns to the Only One He Trusts​

Rajveera ne scroll ko close karne ke baad
seedhe Guruji ki taraf dekha.

Guruji court ke center me khade the,
silent, composed,
waiting.

Rajveera ka voice heavy aur tired:

“Guruji…
aap bataiye.
Kya ye sab sach hai?
Kya ye rista
hamare liye shubh hai?”

Hall me pin-drop silence.

Everyone waited for Guruji’s judgment.

Guruji’s Final Word​

Guruji ne slow deep breath li.

Unki eyes me koi doubt nahi tha.
Only certainty.

Woh Rajveera ke saamne aaye,
scroll ke parallel khade hoke bole:

**“Haan, Maharaj.​

Ye rista shubh hai.”**

Rajveera stare karte rahe
as Guruji continued:

“Aryan tumhari beti ki raksha karega.
Yeh pura rajya uske shaurya ke karan bachaa hai.”

Court ne whisper karna shuru kiya.

Guruji:
“Dev-parvat ne joh bandhan banaya,
use thukrana…
rajya ke vinash ke barabar hoga.”

Unka last line court me thunder ki tarah girta hai:

“Aur yeh rista sahi bhi hai.”​

Everyone reluctantly nodded.
Priests also bowed.

Destiny accepted.

Court Accepts the Bond… Slowly, Fearfully​

Hall me thoda movement hua,
but fear aur surprise
abhi bhi hawa me tha.

Ministers bowed first.
Guards bowed next.
Royal staff kneeled.

Everyone accepted
that fate had tied
Anaya…
with the Beast.

Rajveera ne finally khud ko sambhala.

He whispered to himself:

“Agar yahi Bhagwan ka faisla hai…
toh hum ise maana hoga.”

Court session ended
with heavy hearts
and destiny hanging in the air.

 

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CHAPTER 24 — Anaya Visits the Unconscious Beast​

Confusion That Wouldn’t Let Her Rest​

Anaya apne royal chamber me baithi thi…
knees hugged to her chest…
eyes red from crying.

Arohi ne usko rest karne ko kaha tha,
par Anaya ka mind bilkul rest nahi le raha tha.

Images baar-baar flash ho rahe the:

— Aryan collapsing
— uska blood
— prophecy
— Guruji’s words
— Beast mode
— court ka reaction

Aur sabse intense image…
Aryan ka unconscious face.

Her heart kept whispering:
“Woh theek hai?”

Shock + fear + curiosity =
Anaya had only one place to go.

The Walk Through Silent Corridors​

Raat shaant thi.
Palace ke corridors me torches dim jal rahi thi.
Footsteps echo ho rahe the.

Anaya slowly, quietly
Aryan ke chamber ki taraf ja rahi thi.

Guards ne use dekh kar
respectfully bow kiya
— but unke faces par worry tha.

Anaya ne softly pucha:
“Woh… abhi bhi behosh hain?”

Guard:
“Ji, Rajkumari.
Haan. Unhone abhi tak hosh nahi paaya.”

Anaya ke heart me ek pinch hua.
Fear ka nahi.
Concern ka.

She swallowed.
Pulled her shawl closer.
And entered the room.

The Beast Sleeping Like a Fallen Warrior​

Room warm tha,
torchlights soft glow de rahe the.

Aur beech me…
on a massive royal bed…

Aryan.

Unconscious.
Still as stone.
Breathing slow, deep.

Uske chest, shoulders, arms, hands par
heavy bandages wrapped the wounds.
Kahi-kahi se blood stains dikh rahe the
— bright red against white cloth.

Par sabse zyada
shocking thi uski scars.

Deep.
Long.
Old.
Fresh.
Kisi janwar ke claws jaisi.
Kisi insaan ke blade jaisi.

Anaya ki saansen ruk si gayi.

A Closer Look That Shakes Her Heart​

She walked closer…
one step…
then another…

Every step par uska heart loud beat kar raha tha.

Aryan ka face relaxed lag raha tha,
par uske jawline par chhupa hua
rage ka shadow still visible tha.

Cheek par ek fresh cut.
Neck par ek old scar.
Eyebrow ke paas ek jagged line.

Anaya’s breath trembled.

“Itna pain…
ye sab kaise jhela hoga…?”

Woh soch rahi thi:
Kaisa bachpan raha hoga
jisse aise nishaan aaye?

Woh Beast…
ya bas ek zakhmi ladka
jo duniya se ladta raha?

The Whisper That Escapes Her Heart​

Anaya bed ke paas ruk gayi.
Hands nervous,
eyes soft,
voice trembling.

She whispered:

“Tumne… hamara rajya bacha liya…”

Words bahut soft the,
par room ke silence me
ek prayer ki tarah lage.

Anaya ne socha woh usse sun nahi sakta…
par uske whisper me
thankfulness…
fear…
emotion…
sab tha.

Woh softly bole:
“Shayad… Bhagwan ne tumhe bheja tha…”

Aur us pal,
for the first time—
she felt something warm in her chest.

Not love.
Not attraction.
Something deeper.

Respect.

Arohi Walks In​

Door dhire se khula.
Arohi quietly andar aayi.

Usne apni beti ko dekha…
standing so close to Aryan…
staring with an expression
Arohi didn’t expect.

Fear ke saath ek
unspoken bond jaisa.

Arohi halki si muskuraayi—
not out of joy,
but because she recognized
a daughter’s heart in confusion.

“Anaya…”

Anaya halki si jump thi,
cheeks red ho gayi.

She turned quickly:
“M-Maa… main sirf dekh rahi thi…”

Arohi gently smiled:
“Mujhe pata hai.”

A Mother’s Comfort, Again​

Arohi ne aage badhkar
Anaya ka haath pakda.

Uski palms thandi thi—
shock + fear ka sign.

Arohi ne softly squeeze kiya.

“Woh theek ho jayega.”
“Aur tum bhi.”

Anaya ki eyes fill ho gayi instantly.
Arohi ke words ne
uske dil ki wall tod di.

Anaya quickly turned and
hugged Arohi tightly.

“Maa… sab kuch itna achanak hua…”

Arohi rubbed her back:
“Haan beti…
par yeh kismat thi.”

Two Hearts Learning Destiny​

Anaya ne last baar Aryan ko dekha—
bandaged, wounded, unconscious.

Woh dangerous tha.
Terrifying tha.
Unknown tha.

Par saat hi…

He saved her kingdom.
Her people.
Her family.

Arohi ne Anaya ka face cup karke kaha:

“Chalo beti…
tumhe rest ki zarurat hai.”

Anaya ne slow nod diya.
Par jaate jaate
one small look backward…

A silent thought:

“Woh aisa kyu lagta hai
jaise…
meri zindagi ka hissa banne wala ho?”

She didn’t know.
But destiny already knew.


Aryan sleeping…
and Anaya walking out with a heart
full of questions.

 

[Haiwaan]

CHAPTER 24 — Anaya Visits the Unconscious Beast​

Confusion That Wouldn’t Let Her Rest​

Anaya apne royal chamber me baithi thi…
knees hugged to her chest…
eyes red from crying.

Arohi ne usko rest karne ko kaha tha,
par Anaya ka mind bilkul rest nahi le raha tha.

Images baar-baar flash ho rahe the:

— Aryan collapsing
— uska blood
— prophecy
— Guruji’s words
— Beast mode
— court ka reaction

Aur sabse intense image…
Aryan ka unconscious face.

Her heart kept whispering:
“Woh theek hai?”

Shock + fear + curiosity =
Anaya had only one place to go.

The Walk Through Silent Corridors​

Raat shaant thi.
Palace ke corridors me torches dim jal rahi thi.
Footsteps echo ho rahe the.

Anaya slowly, quietly
Aryan ke chamber ki taraf ja rahi thi.

Guards ne use dekh kar
respectfully bow kiya
— but unke faces par worry tha.

Anaya ne softly pucha:
“Woh… abhi bhi behosh hain?”

Guard:
“Ji, Rajkumari.
Haan. Unhone abhi tak hosh nahi paaya.”

Anaya ke heart me ek pinch hua.
Fear ka nahi.
Concern ka.

She swallowed.
Pulled her shawl closer.
And entered the room.

The Beast Sleeping Like a Fallen Warrior​

Room warm tha,
torchlights soft glow de rahe the.

Aur beech me…
on a massive royal bed…

Aryan.

Unconscious.
Still as stone.
Breathing slow, deep.

Uske chest, shoulders, arms, hands par
heavy bandages wrapped the wounds.
Kahi-kahi se blood stains dikh rahe the
— bright red against white cloth.

Par sabse zyada
shocking thi uski scars.

Deep.
Long.
Old.
Fresh.
Kisi janwar ke claws jaisi.
Kisi insaan ke blade jaisi.

Anaya ki saansen ruk si gayi.

A Closer Look That Shakes Her Heart​

She walked closer…
one step…
then another…

Every step par uska heart loud beat kar raha tha.

Aryan ka face relaxed lag raha tha,
par uske jawline par chhupa hua
rage ka shadow still visible tha.

Cheek par ek fresh cut.
Neck par ek old scar.
Eyebrow ke paas ek jagged line.

Anaya’s breath trembled.

“Itna pain…
ye sab kaise jhela hoga…?”

Woh soch rahi thi:
Kaisa bachpan raha hoga
jisse aise nishaan aaye?

Woh Beast…
ya bas ek zakhmi ladka
jo duniya se ladta raha?

The Whisper That Escapes Her Heart​

Anaya bed ke paas ruk gayi.
Hands nervous,
eyes soft,
voice trembling.

She whispered:

“Tumne… hamara rajya bacha liya…”

Words bahut soft the,
par room ke silence me
ek prayer ki tarah lage.

Anaya ne socha woh usse sun nahi sakta…
par uske whisper me
thankfulness…
fear…
emotion…
sab tha.

Woh softly bole:
“Shayad… Bhagwan ne tumhe bheja tha…”

Aur us pal,
for the first time—
she felt something warm in her chest.

Not love.
Not attraction.
Something deeper.

Respect.

Arohi Walks In​

Door dhire se khula.
Arohi quietly andar aayi.

Usne apni beti ko dekha…
standing so close to Aryan…
staring with an expression
Arohi didn’t expect.

Fear ke saath ek
unspoken bond jaisa.

Arohi halki si muskuraayi—
not out of joy,
but because she recognized
a daughter’s heart in confusion.

“Anaya…”

Anaya halki si jump thi,
cheeks red ho gayi.

She turned quickly:
“M-Maa… main sirf dekh rahi thi…”

Arohi gently smiled:
“Mujhe pata hai.”

A Mother’s Comfort, Again​

Arohi ne aage badhkar
Anaya ka haath pakda.

Uski palms thandi thi—
shock + fear ka sign.

Arohi ne softly squeeze kiya.

“Woh theek ho jayega.”
“Aur tum bhi.”

Anaya ki eyes fill ho gayi instantly.
Arohi ke words ne
uske dil ki wall tod di.

Anaya quickly turned and
hugged Arohi tightly.

“Maa… sab kuch itna achanak hua…”

Arohi rubbed her back:
“Haan beti…
par yeh kismat thi.”

Two Hearts Learning Destiny​

Anaya ne last baar Aryan ko dekha—
bandaged, wounded, unconscious.

Woh dangerous tha.
Terrifying tha.
Unknown tha.

Par saat hi…

He saved her kingdom.
Her people.
Her family.

Arohi ne Anaya ka face cup karke kaha:

“Chalo beti…
tumhe rest ki zarurat hai.”

Anaya ne slow nod diya.
Par jaate jaate
one small look backward…

A silent thought:

“Woh aisa kyu lagta hai
jaise…
meri zindagi ka hissa banne wala ho?”

She didn’t know.
But destiny already knew.


Aryan sleeping…
and Anaya walking out with a heart
full of questions

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CHAPTER 23 — The Ancient Scroll​

The Court Demands Answers​

Anaya ko Arohi le ja chuki thi.
Guruji silent khade the.
Aryan apne chamber me unconscious tha.

Lekin court?
Court was boiling in confusion.

Ministers discuss kar rahe the:
“Maharaj, kya ye shaadi… sach me ho gayi?”
“Kya ek blood drop itna powerful ho sakta hai?”
“Ye toh impossible lagta hai…”

Rajveera hands behind his back,
face tense,
walking in slow circles.
His mind drowning in responsibility.

He finally turned toward the royal priests.

“Sach batao.
Kya ye rivaaz…
wakai shaadi maana jata hai?”

Hall silent.

Priests Bring the Scroll​

Head priest kuch seconds chup raha,
phir bowed and said:

“Maharaj…
iss faisle ka jawab scrolls me likha hai.”

Usne apne junior priests ko signal kiya.
Do priests
dhyaan se ek
ancient wooden box
le kar aaye.

Box open hua—
andar ek rolled parchment…
old, yellow, ancient.

Hall me logon ne gasp kiya.

Mountains ka oldest scripture—
aaj ke raat
future decide karega.

Priests box ko
Rajveera ke saamne table par rakhte hain.

The Prophecy Written in Blood Ink​

Head priest ne scroll dhyaan se open kiya.
Internal crackling of old paper echoed in the hall.

Text written in
rakht-varn (blood-red ink)
glowing slightly under torchlight.

Priest shuru karta hai padhna:

**“Jab yoddha ka rakht​

kisi kanya ki maang ki rekha ko chhoo le,
chahe bhagya se
ya anjane me…”**

Court leaned closer.

**“…tab dono ko​

dev-parvat ki anukampa se
atma-bandhan
aur jeevan-sang saunp diya jata hai.”**

Priest’s voice deepened:

**“Ye bandhan itna shaktishaali hota hai​

ki ise todne se
rajya par paap aur vinash aata hai.”**

Everyone froze.
Even torches flickered harder.

Rajveera Feels the Weight​

Rajveera ke haath table par tighten ho gaye.
He closed his eyes for a second.
As a king—
decision banna mushkil nahi tha.

But as a father?
Impossible.

He whispered:

“Toh Anaya aur Aryan…
pehle hi bandhe ja chuke hain?”

Priest lowered his head:
“Haan Maharaj.”

“Aur agar hum iss bandhan ko na maane?”

Priest stiffened:
“Toh rajya ko paap lagega.
Dev-parvat kehta hai
ki isi bandhan se rajya ki raksha hoti hai.”

A hush spread across the hall.

The Fear of Divine Curse​

Court ke log ek dusre ko dekhne lage.

“Kya hum curse ka risk le sakte hain?”
“Princess ke bhavishya ka kya hoga?”
“Beast… pati…?”
“Yeh kismat ka khel hai…”

Rajveera ki legs heavy ho gai.
Woh apni kursi par baith gaye,
dono haath forehead par rakhkar.

Unki eyes soften ho gayi
when he whispered:

“Anaya… meri bachchi…”

He wasn’t scared of Aryan.
He was scared for his daughter.

Rajveera Turns to the Only One He Trusts​

Rajveera ne scroll ko close karne ke baad
seedhe Guruji ki taraf dekha.

Guruji court ke center me khade the,
silent, composed,
waiting.

Rajveera ka voice heavy aur tired:

“Guruji…
aap bataiye.
Kya ye sab sach hai?
Kya ye rista
hamare liye shubh hai?”

Hall me pin-drop silence.

Everyone waited for Guruji’s judgment.

Guruji’s Final Word​

Guruji ne slow deep breath li.

Unki eyes me koi doubt nahi tha.
Only certainty.

Woh Rajveera ke saamne aaye,
scroll ke parallel khade hoke bole:

**“Haan, Maharaj.​

Ye rista shubh hai.”**

Rajveera stare karte rahe
as Guruji continued:

“Aryan tumhari beti ki raksha karega.
Yeh pura rajya uske shaurya ke karan bachaa hai.”

Court ne whisper karna shuru kiya.

Guruji:
“Dev-parvat ne joh bandhan banaya,
use thukrana…
rajya ke vinash ke barabar hoga.”

Unka last line court me thunder ki tarah girta hai:

“Aur yeh rista sahi bhi hai.”​

Everyone reluctantly nodded.
Priests also bowed.

Destiny accepted.

Court Accepts the Bond… Slowly, Fearfully​

Hall me thoda movement hua,
but fear aur surprise
abhi bhi hawa me tha.

Ministers bowed first.
Guards bowed next.
Royal staff kneeled.

Everyone accepted
that fate had tied
Anaya…

CHAPTER 24 — Anaya Visits the Unconscious Beast​

Confusion That Wouldn’t Let Her Rest​

Anaya apne royal chamber me baithi thi…
knees hugged to her chest…
eyes red from crying.

Arohi ne usko rest karne ko kaha tha,
par Anaya ka mind bilkul rest nahi le raha tha.

Images baar-baar flash ho rahe the:

— Aryan collapsing
— uska blood
— prophecy
— Guruji’s words
— Beast mode
— court ka reaction

Aur sabse intense image…
Aryan ka unconscious face.

Her heart kept whispering:
“Woh theek hai?”

Shock + fear + curiosity =
Anaya had only one place to go.

The Walk Through Silent Corridors​

Raat shaant thi.
Palace ke corridors me torches dim jal rahi thi.
Footsteps echo ho rahe the.

Anaya slowly, quietly
Aryan ke chamber ki taraf ja rahi thi.

Guards ne use dekh kar
respectfully bow kiya
— but unke faces par worry tha.

Anaya ne softly pucha:
“Woh… abhi bhi behosh hain?”

Guard:
“Ji, Rajkumari.
Haan. Unhone abhi tak hosh nahi paaya.”

Anaya ke heart me ek pinch hua.
Fear ka nahi.
Concern ka.

She swallowed.
Pulled her shawl closer.
And entered the room.

The Beast Sleeping Like a Fallen Warrior​

Room warm tha,
torchlights soft glow de rahe the.

Aur beech me…
on a massive royal bed…

Aryan.

Unconscious.
Still as stone.
Breathing slow, deep.

Uske chest, shoulders, arms, hands par
heavy bandages wrapped the wounds.
Kahi-kahi se blood stains dikh rahe the
— bright red against white cloth.

Par sabse zyada
shocking thi uski scars.

Deep.
Long.
Old.
Fresh.
Kisi janwar ke claws jaisi.
Kisi insaan ke blade jaisi.

Anaya ki saansen ruk si gayi.

A Closer Look That Shakes Her Heart​

She walked closer…
one step…
then another…

Every step par uska heart loud beat kar raha tha.

Aryan ka face relaxed lag raha tha,
par uske jawline par chhupa hua
rage ka shadow still visible tha.

Cheek par ek fresh cut.
Neck par ek old scar.
Eyebrow ke paas ek jagged line.

Anaya’s breath trembled.

“Itna pain…
ye sab kaise jhela hoga…?”

Woh soch rahi thi:
Kaisa bachpan raha hoga
jisse aise nishaan aaye?

Woh Beast…
ya bas ek zakhmi ladka
jo duniya se ladta raha?

The Whisper That Escapes Her Heart​

Anaya bed ke paas ruk gayi.
Hands nervous,
eyes soft,
voice trembling.

She whispered:

“Tumne… hamara rajya bacha liya…”

Words bahut soft the,
par room ke silence me
ek prayer ki tarah lage.

Anaya ne socha woh usse sun nahi sakta…
par uske whisper me
thankfulness…
fear…
emotion…
sab tha.

Woh softly bole:
“Shayad… Bhagwan ne tumhe bheja tha…”

Aur us pal,
for the first time—
she felt something warm in her chest.

Not love.
Not attraction.
Something deeper.

Respect.

Arohi Walks In​

Door dhire se khula.
Arohi quietly andar aayi.

Usne apni beti ko dekha…
standing so close to Aryan…
staring with an expression
Arohi didn’t expect.

Fear ke saath ek
unspoken bond jaisa.

Arohi halki si muskuraayi—
not out of joy,
but because she recognized
a daughter’s heart in confusion.

“Anaya…”

Anaya halki si jump thi,
cheeks red ho gayi.

She turned quickly:
“M-Maa… main sirf dekh rahi thi…”

Arohi gently smiled:
“Mujhe pata hai.”

A Mother’s Comfort, Again​

Arohi ne aage badhkar
Anaya ka haath pakda.

Uski palms thandi thi—
shock + fear ka sign.

Arohi ne softly squeeze kiya.

“Woh theek ho jayega.”
“Aur tum bhi.”

Anaya ki eyes fill ho gayi instantly.
Arohi ke words ne
uske dil ki wall tod di.

Anaya quickly turned and
hugged Arohi tightly.

“Maa… sab kuch itna achanak hua…”

Arohi rubbed her back:
“Haan beti…
par yeh kismat thi.”

Two Hearts Learning Destiny​

Anaya ne last baar Aryan ko dekha—
bandaged, wounded, unconscious.

Woh dangerous tha.
Terrifying tha.
Unknown tha.

Par saat hi…

He saved her kingdom.
Her people.
Her family.

Arohi ne Anaya ka face cup karke kaha:

“Chalo beti…
tumhe rest ki zarurat hai.”

Anaya ne slow nod diya.
Par jaate jaate
one small look backward…

A silent thought:

“Woh aisa kyu lagta hai
jaise…
meri zindagi ka hissa banne wala ho?”

She didn’t know.
But destiny already knew.


Aryan sleeping…
and Anaya walking out with a heart
full of questions.

CHAPTER 24 — Anaya Visits the Unconscious Beast​

Confusion That Wouldn’t Let Her Rest​

Anaya apne royal chamber me baithi thi…
knees hugged to her chest…
eyes red from crying.

Arohi ne usko rest karne ko kaha tha,
par Anaya ka mind bilkul rest nahi le raha tha.

Images baar-baar flash ho rahe the:

— Aryan collapsing
— uska blood
— prophecy
— Guruji’s words
— Beast mode
— court ka reaction

Aur sabse intense image…
Aryan ka unconscious face.

Her heart kept whispering:
“Woh theek hai?”

Shock + fear + curiosity =
Anaya had only one place to go.

The Walk Through Silent Corridors​

Raat shaant thi.
Palace ke corridors me torches dim jal rahi thi.
Footsteps echo ho rahe the.

Anaya slowly, quietly
Aryan ke chamber ki taraf ja rahi thi.

Guards ne use dekh kar
respectfully bow kiya
— but unke faces par worry tha.

Anaya ne softly pucha:
“Woh… abhi bhi behosh hain?”

Guard:
“Ji, Rajkumari.
Haan. Unhone abhi tak hosh nahi paaya.”

Anaya ke heart me ek pinch hua.
Fear ka nahi.
Concern ka.

She swallowed.
Pulled her shawl closer.
And entered the room.

The Beast Sleeping Like a Fallen Warrior​

Room warm tha,
torchlights soft glow de rahe the.

Aur beech me…
on a massive royal bed…

Aryan.

Unconscious.
Still as stone.
Breathing slow, deep.

Uske chest, shoulders, arms, hands par
heavy bandages wrapped the wounds.
Kahi-kahi se blood stains dikh rahe the
— bright red against white cloth.

Par sabse zyada
shocking thi uski scars.

Deep.
Long.
Old.
Fresh.
Kisi janwar ke claws jaisi.
Kisi insaan ke blade jaisi.

Anaya ki saansen ruk si gayi.

A Closer Look That Shakes Her Heart​

She walked closer…
one step…
then another…

Every step par uska heart loud beat kar raha tha.

Aryan ka face relaxed lag raha tha,
par uske jawline par chhupa hua
rage ka shadow still visible tha.

Cheek par ek fresh cut.
Neck par ek old scar.
Eyebrow ke paas ek jagged line.

Anaya’s breath trembled.

“Itna pain…
ye sab kaise jhela hoga…?”

Woh soch rahi thi:
Kaisa bachpan raha hoga
jisse aise nishaan aaye?

Woh Beast…
ya bas ek zakhmi ladka
jo duniya se ladta raha?

The Whisper That Escapes Her Heart​

Anaya bed ke paas ruk gayi.
Hands nervous,
eyes soft,
voice trembling.

She whispered:

“Tumne… hamara rajya bacha liya…”

Words bahut soft the,
par room ke silence me
ek prayer ki tarah lage.

Anaya ne socha woh usse sun nahi sakta…
par uske whisper me
thankfulness…
fear…
emotion…
sab tha.

Woh softly bole:
“Shayad… Bhagwan ne tumhe bheja tha…”

Aur us pal,
for the first time—
she felt something warm in her chest.

Not love.
Not attraction.
Something deeper.

Respect.

Arohi Walks In​

Door dhire se khula.
Arohi quietly andar aayi.

Usne apni beti ko dekha…
standing so close to Aryan…
staring with an expression
Arohi didn’t expect.

Fear ke saath ek
unspoken bond jaisa.

Arohi halki si muskuraayi—
not out of joy,
but because she recognized
a daughter’s heart in confusion.

“Anaya…”

Anaya halki si jump thi,
cheeks red ho gayi.

She turned quickly:
“M-Maa… main sirf dekh rahi thi…”

Arohi gently smiled:
“Mujhe pata hai.”

A Mother’s Comfort, Again​

Arohi ne aage badhkar
Anaya ka haath pakda.

Uski palms thandi thi—
shock + fear ka sign.

Arohi ne softly squeeze kiya.

“Woh theek ho jayega.”
“Aur tum bhi.”

Anaya ki eyes fill ho gayi instantly.
Arohi ke words ne
uske dil ki wall tod di.

Anaya quickly turned and
hugged Arohi tightly.

“Maa… sab kuch itna achanak hua…”

Arohi rubbed her back:
“Haan beti…
par yeh kismat thi.”

Two Hearts Learning Destiny​

Anaya ne last baar Aryan ko dekha—
bandaged, wounded, unconscious.

Woh dangerous tha.
Terrifying tha.
Unknown tha.

Par saat hi…

He saved her kingdom.
Her people.
Her family.

Arohi ne Anaya ka face cup karke kaha:

“Chalo beti…
tumhe rest ki zarurat hai.”

Anaya ne slow nod diya.
Par jaate jaate
one small look backward…

A silent thought:

“Woh aisa kyu lagta hai
jaise…
meri zindagi ka hissa banne wala ho?”

She didn’t know.
But destiny already knew.


Aryan sleeping…
and Anaya walking out with a heart
full of questions.

with the Beast.

Rajveera ne finally khud ko sambhala.

He whispered to himself:

“Agar yahi Bhagwan ka faisla hai…
toh hum ise maana hoga.”

Court session ended
with heavy hearts
and destiny hanging in the air.

Awesome update

 

[Sushil@10]

CHAPTER 24 — Anaya Visits the Unconscious Beast​

Confusion That Wouldn’t Let Her Rest​

Anaya apne royal chamber me baithi thi…
knees hugged to her chest…
eyes red from crying.

Arohi ne usko rest karne ko kaha tha,
par Anaya ka mind bilkul rest nahi le raha tha.

Images baar-baar flash ho rahe the:

— Aryan collapsing
— uska blood
— prophecy
— Guruji’s words
— Beast mode
— court ka reaction

Aur sabse intense image…
Aryan ka unconscious face.

Her heart kept whispering:
“Woh theek hai?”

Shock + fear + curiosity =
Anaya had only one place to go.

The Walk Through Silent Corridors​

Raat shaant thi.
Palace ke corridors me torches dim jal rahi thi.
Footsteps echo ho rahe the.

Anaya slowly, quietly
Aryan ke chamber ki taraf ja rahi thi.

Guards ne use dekh kar
respectfully bow kiya
— but unke faces par worry tha.

Anaya ne softly pucha:
“Woh… abhi bhi behosh hain?”

Guard:
“Ji, Rajkumari.
Haan. Unhone abhi tak hosh nahi paaya.”

Anaya ke heart me ek pinch hua.
Fear ka nahi.
Concern ka.

She swallowed.
Pulled her shawl closer.
And entered the room.

The Beast Sleeping Like a Fallen Warrior​

Room warm tha,
torchlights soft glow de rahe the.

Aur beech me…
on a massive royal bed…

Aryan.

Unconscious.
Still as stone.
Breathing slow, deep.

Uske chest, shoulders, arms, hands par
heavy bandages wrapped the wounds.
Kahi-kahi se blood stains dikh rahe the
— bright red against white cloth.

Par sabse zyada
shocking thi uski scars.

Deep.
Long.
Old.
Fresh.
Kisi janwar ke claws jaisi.
Kisi insaan ke blade jaisi.

Anaya ki saansen ruk si gayi.

A Closer Look That Shakes Her Heart​

She walked closer…
one step…
then another…

Every step par uska heart loud beat kar raha tha.

Aryan ka face relaxed lag raha tha,
par uske jawline par chhupa hua
rage ka shadow still visible tha.

Cheek par ek fresh cut.
Neck par ek old scar.
Eyebrow ke paas ek jagged line.

Anaya’s breath trembled.

“Itna pain…
ye sab kaise jhela hoga…?”

Woh soch rahi thi:
Kaisa bachpan raha hoga
jisse aise nishaan aaye?

Woh Beast…
ya bas ek zakhmi ladka
jo duniya se ladta raha?

The Whisper That Escapes Her Heart​

Anaya bed ke paas ruk gayi.
Hands nervous,
eyes soft,
voice trembling.

She whispered:

“Tumne… hamara rajya bacha liya…”

Words bahut soft the,
par room ke silence me
ek prayer ki tarah lage.

Anaya ne socha woh usse sun nahi sakta…
par uske whisper me
thankfulness…
fear…
emotion…
sab tha.

Woh softly bole:
“Shayad… Bhagwan ne tumhe bheja tha…”

Aur us pal,
for the first time—
she felt something warm in her chest.

Not love.
Not attraction.
Something deeper.

Respect.

Arohi Walks In​

Door dhire se khula.
Arohi quietly andar aayi.

Usne apni beti ko dekha…
standing so close to Aryan…
staring with an expression
Arohi didn’t expect.

Fear ke saath ek
unspoken bond jaisa.

Arohi halki si muskuraayi—
not out of joy,
but because she recognized
a daughter’s heart in confusion.

“Anaya…”

Anaya halki si jump thi,
cheeks red ho gayi.

She turned quickly:
“M-Maa… main sirf dekh rahi thi…”

Arohi gently smiled:
“Mujhe pata hai.”

A Mother’s Comfort, Again​

Arohi ne aage badhkar
Anaya ka haath pakda.

Uski palms thandi thi—
shock + fear ka sign.

Arohi ne softly squeeze kiya.

“Woh theek ho jayega.”
“Aur tum bhi.”

Anaya ki eyes fill ho gayi instantly.
Arohi ke words ne
uske dil ki wall tod di.

Anaya quickly turned and
hugged Arohi tightly.

“Maa… sab kuch itna achanak hua…”

Arohi rubbed her back:
“Haan beti…
par yeh kismat thi.”

Two Hearts Learning Destiny​

Anaya ne last baar Aryan ko dekha—
bandaged, wounded, unconscious.

Woh dangerous tha.
Terrifying tha.
Unknown tha.

Par saat hi…

He saved her kingdom.
Her people.
Her family.

Arohi ne Anaya ka face cup karke kaha:

“Chalo beti…
tumhe rest ki zarurat hai.”

Anaya ne slow nod diya.
Par jaate jaate
one small look backward…

A silent thought:

“Woh aisa kyu lagta hai
jaise…
meri zindagi ka hissa banne wala ho?”

She didn’t know.
But destiny already knew.


Aryan sleeping…
and Anaya walking out with a heart
full of questions.

Shandaar update and beautiful story

 

[Aryashadow]

Nice update bro

Thank you bro