- Princess Kirti

In a luxurious royal room, a girl was staring at the picture of a king very happily.

"I really love you a lot", she said softly. "Please marry me", she said. And, then looked down sadly. "I want to meet you but you don't even know about me and pitashree will never agree", she said.

"Princess Kirti", she turned around. "Yes?" She asked politely. "What are you staring at?" The maid asked. "Angraj's picture again. Princess, you know your father will never agree for it, right?" Maid asked.

Kirti nodded. "See. I am a big fan of that painter who drew such an accurate picture of my beloved", Kirti said. "I really love him. I can't live without him. I will convince pitashree for sure", she said, determined.

"But, that's really not possible. King is planning your marriage with Hastinapur's prince, Arjuna. And, no one is unfamiliar to the enmity Pandu putra and Angraj share", Maid said. Kirti shook her head. "I can't marry anyone else other than Angraj. I have submitted myself to him, already", Kirti said.

"I will talk to pitashree. I will convince him to sent my marriage proposal to Anganaresh. I will impress the mighty Archer King by my pure love for him and marry him", Kirti said. Her eyes had only Love for Karna.

"If he doesn't agree?" Maid asked. Kirti got sad. "I will accept and respect his decision", she said painfully as tears flew down her cheeks.

The maid smiled. Who would say no to the Princess? She was the kindest and wisest princess, anyone had ever knew. Even Karna would accept and fall in love with her.

"I need to talk to pitashree", Kirti said and rushed outside as the maid followed her worriedly. "Princess, I am sure he won't agree. Karna is of a low born caste", Maid said.

Kirti stopped and glared at the maid making her gulp. "Birth doesn't define a person's courage and personality, deeds do. He's known as a daanveer and generous king, even a loyal friend. I will marry him and only him", Kirti said stubbornly.

She ran in the royal court. "Pitashree", she said. The king saw his daughter. He dismissed the meeting. "Yes putri?" He asked. "I want to marry", she said. "Who?" King asked excitedly. He knew it would be Arjun.

"Ang-naresh", she said simply. King widened his eyes. "You want to marry who?" He asked. "Ang-naresh. I want to marry Karna", she said dreamily. King stared at her shocked and then got furious.

"Are you crazy?" He asked and Kirti flinched. "Do you even know what you are saying?" He asked. Kirti felt tears welling in her eyes. "I know", she said. "I want to marry Karna. I want to share my love for him. I want him to know how much I want him. I want to request him to accept my love for him and make me his wife", she said.

"You are talking senseless", King snarled. "Karna is of a low born caste", he said. "Caste doesn't define a person. If he would have not been so capable, he would have not been a king. He's trained by teacher of teachers, Parshuram. Who can be good than him for me?" She asked. "Stop it Kirti. Nothing changes he's sut", King said.

"My love doesn't change by his birth fact", she snapped. "It's him who I will marry. I am ready to leave all luxuries and live a simple life like he has lived. There's nothing to be proud of in being a kshatriya. All they do is being arrogant and fighting each other", she said, shrugging.

"Enough!" King yelled. "Arjuna is much better. He's the Prince of the most powerful kingdoms", King said. "And Karna is a king. He's the friend of son of Hastinapura's king", Kirti said.

"Kirti, no arguments. I have already invited Hastinapura's royalty for your marriage with Arjuna. And, you will marry him and him only", the king declared.

"No", Kirti cried. Her eyes were puffy. "Yes. And that's my order", King said. "And, I reject that. It's my life and it's me who will decide what should I do with it", Kirti said.

"Kirti!" The king yelled, getting up. "Shouting at me won't change my truth. Marrying Pandu putra despite being love with someone else which happens to be his enemy will be unfair to him, me and Ang-naresh", Kirti said.

The king glared at her. He couldn't get on the bad side of Pandavas. He had to marry her to Arjuna for an ally bond. "You are going to marry Arjuna. Now leave", King said.

Kirti was shocked at her father's order. How could he decide for her life? "But Pita-", she stopped as the king gave a harsh stare to her.

She clenched her jaw to control her cries and left ferociously to her room. She ignored the maid calling out to her and locked herself in her room. She broke down and hugged herself.

"I-I don't w-want to m-marry Arjun", she sobbed. "W-why h-he is n-not under-standing m-my love for K-karna?" She asked herself. She was confused and frustrated. What was the problem in her loving Ang-naresh?

Why Arjun? Why him, always? Was there no other one, a girl could love?

Kirti cried miserably, avoiding the knocks on the door.

Far away in Hastinapura

Karn was sitting under the shade of the tree, humming mindlessly. "Why life is so harsh?" He muttered to himself. He had just returned from the field. It's been just a day since he became friend of Duryodhana and a king. His and Arjuna's battle continued next morning but it again got interrupted by royals.

As usual, they found a way to insult him. So, leaving them, he came here to get some peace.

He got startled as numerous beautiful flowers got showered over him. He smiled to himself. "Vrushali", he said slowly.

"Accept my greetings, oh my dear king!" She said and bowed. "Vrushali", Karna chuckled and pulled her on his lap. He fake coughed. "I don't want greetings from you", he said in a mock stern voice like of royals.

He firmed his hold around her and stared in her eyes making her nervous. "I want you", he said. Vrushali gasped. "What if I say no?" She asked, holding back her smile. He raised his eyebrows. "You dare to say a king, no? You don't have a say in it", he joked in a heavy voice.

Both started laughing hard afterwards. "Marry me, today itself", she said and rested her head on his chest. He smiled and kissed her hair. "Gladly", he muttered.

Screen freezes on Karn and Vrushali hugging while Princess Kirti crying.