The sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden hue over the palatial grounds where shivani wedding festivities unfolded.

As the soft strains of traditional Rajput melodies filled the air, anticipation crackled like electricity among the gathered guests.

At the heart of the palace, beneath adorned with cascading marigold garlands and twinkling fairy lights, stood the grand staircase a masterpiece of marble an intricately carved wood.

Here, shivani resplendent in a crimson red rajputi poshak adorned with shimmering gold embellishments, awaited her moment.

With each graceful step, Shivani descended the staircase, her presence commanding the attention of all who beheld her.

As shivani stepped delicately into the sacred space of the wedding mandap, her heart fluttered with a blend of nervous anticipation and a tinge of fear.

Her eyes veiled by a sheer dupatta, her steps guided by the gentle touch of her bridesmaids.

Across the ornate mandap, Jayvaradhan stood, his posture rigid, his gaze fixed on the ground below. Dressed in traditional Rajput attire, he exuded an aura of stoicism, though beneath the facade lay a heart burdened by the weight of familial expectations.

As shivani drew closer, their eyes met for the first time, sparking a flicker of recognition amidst the sea of unfamiliar faces.

With a whispered prayer for courage, shivani took her place beside Jayvaradhan, the warmth of his presence offering a semblance of solace amidst the overwhelming emotions that swirled within her.

As the wedding rituals commenced, the pandit's voice rose in solemn chant, invoking the blessings of the gods and goddesses upon the union of Shivani and Jayavardhan. With each sacred mantra, the fragrant smoke of the incense rose skyward, carrying their prayers to the heavens above.

Amidst the rhythmic beat of the dhol and the sonorous clang of the ceremonial bell, shivani and Jayavardhan exchanged garlands, their hands meeting briefly in a fleeting touch that sent a jolt of electricity coursing through their veins. In that moment, amidst the ancient rites and rituals that bound them together, they shared a silent exchange-a wordless vow to honor the ties that bound them, come what may.

As they circled the sacred fire, each step echoed with the weight of centuries of tradition, each round symbolizing a promise of love, fidelity, and mutual respect.

And as they completed the final circuit, pandit ji asked him to filled her hairline with sindoor and tie a mangalsutra around her neck.

When he filled her hairline she closed her eyes,and some sindoor fall on her nose but he didn't care much.

When he tie mangalsutra around her neck he look at her face and felt something in his heart but he ignored it bcz he can't got attract to her.

After this Pandit ji asked them to seek blessings from the family.They go there to the family members and take blessings from them. Everyone blesses them wholeheartedly except her parents, who force a smile while blessing them.

After that Rajendra asks everyone for food.
all the guests go for dinner
Shivani and Jaivardhan were given seprate tables for dinner. After dinner it was time to "bidai".

Shivani looks at her parents or walks past them and hugs them ,no matter how much her parents hate her but she loves them very much.she can't hate them. There were tears in their eyes but only for show off.

Padma come to near her and whisper,
"aakhir bhagwan n humari sunn hi Li humare ghar se manahoosiyat ja rhi hai ,bhale hi tum rajasthan ki maharani hogi lekin humare liye Aaj bhi tum bs ek kalank ho or agar humare bare m tumne vaha mehal m kisi ko kuch bhi bataya to humse bura koi nhi hoga"

Shivani's last hope was that maybe her parents would love her but today that too was shattered when her mother said cruel words to her.She looks at her father who just shakes his head, seeing her father nod she realizes that he knows what her mother is saying to her.

Jayavardhan has never seen that kind of situation where a girl is crying and he doesn't know how to stop her crying.

He gets irritated by her constant crying so he yells at her and says "Rani sa agar aapne abhi Rona band nhi Kiya to hum aapko abhi vaps aapke Ghar chod kar aa jaege".

She stop her cry and his face cover with a smrik.

They both look out of window and get lost in thoughts of the past week that has changed their entire lives.

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