Karna started weaving, As his fingers started running onthe machine, The silk threads moved like a flowing wind and running water.
As he gets more and more close to completion. Unknown to him, The threads started pulling the power of laws and started integrating into the dress.
And he who lost in his work didn't notice these changes at all, He at this moment was like an artist addicted to his art.
Soon he made 7 very exquisite dresses, 5 were small in a size of 7 years old and were gorgeous, While the other 2 were for his mother Radha and Gandhari. One was a lovely and simple red sari, While the other was majestic, fully radiating an aura of royalty was a royal queen attire of royal purple color.
The dresses of the girls were also different. The one made for Meghana was an especially glittering white dress. It was soft and comfortable like a cloud.
Nikita's on the other hand was a golden-colored flowing gown with specks of little red here and there.
