[Aditya's POV]
"Draupadi, I beg you, it's been four hours since I changed doti after doti. Can't you just let me rest for a moment?" I groaned, slumping against the cushioned seat in the grand hall. The seemingly endless cycle of selecting outfits, rehearsing formalities, and enduring her relentless energy was wearing me down.
"Absolutely not, Hubby~!" Draupadi chirped with an infuriatingly bright smile as she held up yet another set of intricately embroidered robes. "This is your coronation, the single most important moment in your life, and I won't have you looking anything less than perfect!" Her tone was cheerful, but the sharp glint in her honey-brown eyes left no room for argument.
I sighed, massaging my temples. "I'm starting to think you're enjoying this way too much."
