The morning sunlight filtered softly through the curtains of the De Gor estate, casting warm golden rays across the room. It was no ordinary day, but one filled with significance—a day when strength and destiny would be tested before the sovereign of bounty. The young generation of the De Gor lineage was expected to either receive the grace of the goddess of reservation or earn the favour of the sovereign, roles that would carve out their future.
But in the midst of all that, David remained blissfully asleep, cocooned in the peaceful aftermath of a night spent with a woman any man would envy. His breathing was slow and deep, his body warm beneath the blankets, and a sense of tranquillity filled the air around him. However, the faint murmur of voices began to pierce through the veil of his slumber, pulling him slowly toward consciousness.
