VOL.2 IS HERE!!!
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[Aditya's POV]
"Maharaj, There are two individuals...who claim to have urgent matters to discuss with you," a voice called from the other side of the door, breaking the fragile moment between Amba and me. The voice belonged to one of the palace attendants, their tone steady but carrying a hint of unease.
Amba's gaze flickered toward the door, her body tensing slightly as though bracing for another disruption. I gave her a reassuring nod, silently promising that our conversation wasn't over. With a small squeeze of her hand, I stepped away and turned toward the door.
"Who are they?" I asked, my voice calm but authoritative.
I walked up to the door and opened it with a gesture that conveyed both authority and curiosity. The attendant, standing with a slight bow, glanced at me nervously before speaking.
