The grand court of Udaipur was filled with tension.
Every noble, minister, and commander stood silently beneath the towering marble pillars. The attempted poisoning had shaken the entire kingdom, and suspicion now lingered in every corner of the palace.
Princess Aadhya sat beside her father, listening as accusations flew across the hall.
"No outsider could have entered the palace unnoticed."
"The traitor must be someone from within."
"The wedding should be postponed."
Whispers spread rapidly among the gathered nobles.
Aadhya's headache worsened with every passing minute.
Then an elderly noble stepped forward.
His expression was cold.
"This alliance has brought disaster upon us."
The room grew quiet.
The noble continued.
"Since the arrival of the Turkish king, our palace has become a battlefield."
Aadhya noticed several courtiers nodding.
The man's gaze shifted toward her.
"And perhaps the princess herself is the reason."
The insult struck the room like thunder.
Gasps echoed through the court.
Aadhya froze.
Her father immediately stood.
"Enough!"
But before the Maharaja could continue, another voice interrupted.
A calm voice.
A dangerous voice.
King Atesh slowly rose from his seat.
The hall instantly fell silent.
The noble's confidence disappeared.
Everyone knew the stories about Atesh.
A king who never tolerated disrespect.
A ruler who could destroy kingdoms with a single command.
Yet his face remained unreadable.
"You blame the princess?"
The noble swallowed nervously.
"I merely stated—"
"You accused her."
The king's voice was quiet.
That made it even more frightening.
The noble lowered his gaze.
Aadhya expected anger.
Perhaps even punishment.
Instead, Atesh surprised everyone.
Including her.
The king walked across the court until he stood directly before her.
The whispers began immediately.
Nobody understood what he was doing.
Neither did Aadhya.
"What are you doing?" she asked softly.
Atesh didn't answer.
To the shock of the entire court, he lowered himself into a respectful bow.
The room erupted.
Several nobles looked horrified.
Others stared in disbelief.
Kings did not bow.
Not to queens.
Not to rulers.
Certainly not in public.
Yet Atesh remained there without hesitation.
Aadhya's eyes widened.
For the first time since meeting him, she had no response.
The king slowly raised his head.
His gaze swept across the court.
"If any of you question Princess Aadhya's honor," he said, "you question mine as well."
Silence followed.
No one dared speak.
No one dared challenge him.
The authority in his voice left no room for argument.
Atesh continued.
"She has sacrificed her freedom for her people."
His eyes briefly met Aadhya's.
"That is not weakness."
The words struck something deep inside her.
For days she had felt trapped by duty.
Forced into a future she never chose.
Yet this was the first time someone had acknowledged her sacrifice.
The first time someone understood.
The king turned back toward the nobles.
"From this day forward, the princess stands under my protection."
The message was clear.
Anyone who targeted Aadhya would answer to him.
The court remained silent.
Fear and respect filled the room.
As Atesh returned to his seat, Aadhya found herself watching him.
Confused.
Because for the first time, she wasn't looking at a ruthless foreign king.
She was looking at a man who had chosen to stand beside her when everyone else expected her to stand alone.
And somehow, that frightened her more than the traitor hiding within the palace walls.
Because enemies were easy to hate.
King Atesh was becoming much harder to understand.
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