Inheritance of Beauty

Avinash(MC)-

Dev(MC cousin brother)

Avinash woke late the next morning, the echoes of last night’s celebration still humming in the palace walls. The first thing he did, naturally, was his skin care ritual. Oils, creams, a touch of polish on his nails — each step performed with the precision of a king and the flair of a diva. He winked at his reflection.

“Ugh, flawless again. Honestly, it’s exhausting being this beautiful.”

He tilted his head, admiring the curve of his hair and the shimmer in his eyes. “Thank you, genetics. Granny gave me the ice‑queen eyes, Dadu gave me the royal mane. Together? Boom. Icon.”

His thoughts drifted to his granny, Russian by birth, regal by nature. When Dadu had gone to Harvard University, he met her — a woman from an aristocratic family, strict in tradition but radiant in grace. Their love story was whispered through the palace halls.

Avinash smirked, imagining the scene. “Granny was all rules and etiquette, Dadu was Mr. Carefree. Of course they fell in love. Opposites attract, darling. And look at me — the fabulous result After failure 💅💅”

He remembered how people described them: Dadu, handsome and kind, always helping others without expecting reward. Granny, beautiful and disciplined, with snow‑white skin and piercing blue eyes. Together, they balanced duty and desire, tradition and freedom.

Avinash leaned closer to the mirror, tracing his jawline. “I got Dadu’s black, curvy hair and Granny’s blue eyes. Honestly, I’m a walking fusion of royalty and runway. No wonder people stare.”

He laughed softly, adjusting his rainbow sash. “I was born this way, honey. I’m not just carrying their love — I’m serving it, with high cheekbones and perfect nails.”

The palace bells rang in the distance, calling him to his duties. Avinash sighed dramatically. “Duty, duty, duty. Fine. But let’s be clear — I’ll rule with truth, beauty, and a little glitter. Because why not?”

And with that, he swept out of his chamber, every step echoing with sass and destiny...

Avi was walking through the grand hallways of the palace, looking every bit like a royal prince. His peaceful walk didn't last long, though. From down the corridor, a loud, panicked stomping echoed through the halls.

"Bhai! Bhaaaai!" Dev came sprinting around the corner, his royal robes flying wildly behind him. He threw himself forward, skidding on the polished marble floor, and grabbed onto Avi’s waist. "Please don’t leave me alone! They are trying to make me do actual work!"

Avi looked down at his brother, who was currently wrapping himself around his legs like a needy toddler. Avi didn't look sympathetic at all; instead, he gasped dramatically and took a step back.

"Oh my god! Security!" Avi yelled to the empty hallway, pointing a finger at Dev. "Someone come quickly! Who let this wild pig into the palace? Catch it before it ruins the expensive carpets!"Dev looked up from the floor, his jaw dropping in offense.

"Bhai! Nahhh! I am not a pig! I am your precious, adorable little brother!""A pig is cleaner, quieter, and smells significantly better," Avi retorted, trying to shake Dev off his leg.

"Seriously, unclamp yourself from my leg, you barnyard animal. Why are you even running? Did you see your own reflection in a mirror and scare yourself?"Dev scoffed, finally letting go and standing up, dusting off his clothes with maximum attitude

. "For your information, I am a visual masterpiece. And I am running because the royal advisors are hunting me down with a stack of paperwork. I am too beautiful for budget reports, Bhai. Protect me."Avi rolled his eyes, a smirk breaking through his annoyed expression.

"If they throw you in the palace dungeon for laziness, I am keeping both pillows tonight.""You are a monster," Dev gasped."And you are a loud pig. Now move, you’re blocking my royal view," Avi laughed, nudging Dev out of the way as they continued walking down the hall together...

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