Mohit was on his way to the palace court when he nearly bumped into Lyra.
"Oh.. " Her heart was racing seeing a heavy bodied man in front of her. She looked up to see that it was Mohit.
"Greetings.. " He took a while to access her from her head to toes, for a moment he was taken aback. He was sure he had seen the face but was not certain of the exact place and time he had met with her.
"My Lady. " He slightly bowed taking her left hand in his and kissed it.
"And you are?. " She slowly withdrew her hand, now looking at the stranger in front of her, smiling sheepishly.
"Mohit." He replied with a smile.
"Mohit?.. " She squinted her eyes trying to remember why the name sounded so familiar.
"I suppose we have met some time ago."
"I.. I.. Suppose not. " She forced a smile.
"Mohit? Great Alahana's son." He reminded as she fell silent.
