"I only want you to marry Mishna , but it feels like you're disrespecting me now, especially after the vow you made to your father before he passed away", Geet said , her voice laced with emotion .
Shaurya was pre-occupied , still reeling from his mother's words . " Mother , I'm not disrespecting you. Why would you want to force me into marriage? I'm not ready mother . I'm sorry, shaurya replied.
Geet had always been a disciplarian, expecting her children to follow her order without exception. She placed great value on vows and frequently reminded shaurya of his promises whenever he showed disrespect .
" I don't think you're okay. Mishna is a good girl. I won't bring uncultured woman into our family for you to marry ", Geet said firmly .
Shaurya abruptly left the conversation. mishna was a girl his mother adored and wish he would marry, but shaurya found her arrogant.
Later that evening, shaurya went straight to his friend Niev's residence , a sense of foreboding settled over him.
The air was heavy with the weight of unshed tears , and the somber faces that surrounded him seemed to whisper tales of unspeakable sorrow.
What's amiss? " shaurya's voice cut through stillness, he saw strangers he had never met. "please sir , can you explain what's happening here " . He asked a man , but instead of responding , the man walked away , overcome with grief . The faces around him remained impassive , their eyes on red-rimmed from crying
A sense of unease crept over shaurya as he navigated the deserted corridors, his footsteps echoing off the walls . He called out for niev , but the only response was the hollow silence that seemed to swallow his words whole .
As he turned a corner, a door creaked open , revealing a room shrouded in an unsettling aura . shaurya's heart skipped a beat as he stepped inside, his voice barely above a whisper . "shaurya"
The room seemed to hold his breath , and then , a faint whisper seemed to caress shaurya's ears. "shaurya"... The voice was a mere whisper , but it sent shivers down shaurya's spine
As fear's icy grip tightened around his heart , shaurya's voice trembled , barely audible, even to his own ears . The silence that swallowed his screams was oppressive ,heavy with an unspoken truth . His mind reeled , torn between trust and trepidation. What secrets was Niev hiding ? The images that flashed through his mind were disjointed, fragmented. The people outside, their faces contorted in anguish, haunted him . The room, a sureel tapestry, seemed to writhe and twist around him.
The walls , adorned with strange symbols, appeared to pulse with a malevalent energy. A white cotton fabric, draped like a spectral banner , seemed to shimmer , as if infused with an etheral light. The air vibrated with an other wordly presence , like the whispered promise of a distant heaven . Shaurya's gaze drawn inexorably to the wall, fell upon an image that made his blood run cold .
A creature, both majestic and terrifying, stood poised at the edge of a turbulent ocean . it's eyes , blazing with an inner fire , seemed to bore into shaurya's very soul. the woman's hair , a wild tangle of black silk, cascaded down her back like a waterfall at night. Her attire, a dazzling ensemble of crystal and diamond, seemed to shimmer ,as if woven from the very fabric of the stars . Yet , despite her beauty, an aura of malevolence clung to her , like the whispered promise of a forgotten curse . Her picture was hung on the room's wall.
Suddenly, the door slammed shut behind him, and shaurya was plunged into darkness. The air was thick with the scent of incense, and the silence was oppressive.
And then , a figure emerged from the shadows. A woman , her face deathly pale , her eyes sunken with grief . " What are you doing here" . Shaurya vice caught in his throat" I ...I ...I "
The woman's eyes seemed to bore into his soul . " Answer" .