The Vaids were going in and out of Amar's room. They all had panic and tension on their faces. The nurses kept bring clean pieces of cloth while taking out the blood stained ones.

"Maharaj ?" A Vaid called.

"Kya huya Amar thik toh hai ?" Maharaj asked.

"Divyastra toh nikal gaya hai Maharaj, kintu Rajkjmar ka rakt adhik beh gaya hai. Itna rakt toh humne apne Jeevan mai nahi dekha." The Vaid said.

"Kintu mere bhrata thik toh hai na abhi ?" Amarisa asked.

"Rajkumari, itna rakt beh gaya hai ki hum kuch keh nahi sakte. Humne upchar kardiya hai, ab sab ishwar ke upar hai." The Vaid said and left.

"Devika." Maharani Shivani approached her.

"Ji Maharani ?" Devika asked.

"Tumhare andar itni shakti hai ki sampoorn asur sena ka mastak dhar se alag hogaya.....Amar ko thik kardo putri.....mai swayam uska vivah tumse kara dungi." Maharani Shivani said.

"Maharani, vivah karne ka vachan toh mujhe diya tha Maharaj ne." Devyani said.

"Devyani, maine apna prem sabke samne swikar kiya hai. Aur yeh Amar ke upar hai ki unhe kisse vivah karna hai." Devika said.

"Aur yadi Amar ne mujhe chuna toh ? Yadi woh mujhse vivah karna chahte hai toh ?" Devyani asked.

"Prem ka laksh vivah nahi hota, yadi hota toh sab Krishna se sang Rukmini ka naam lete, Radha ka nahi." Devika said walking inside the room.

"Mai bhi chalungi." Devyani said following her in.

Both the women clutched their hearts, seeing the wound in his chest, and blood coming out of it. With so much blood coming out, his skin had become completely pale, lips had completely lost its color.

Devika and Devyani sat on the either side and held his hands, they saw the palms who always had red Lustre in them were now colorless.

Tears streamed down their eyes seeing him in such condition. Devika then looked at his chest, where the divyastra had pierced his heart. She felt like someone had pierced her heart.

Devika brought her hand in front of his heart and some energy flowed through her hand. It was evident that his wounds were healing as his skin tone became a little warm, and the red Lustre in his lips, palms and soles of feet returned.

His heartbeat became normal and feeling it Devika smiled amidst of tears. After healing his wound, Devika backed away holding his hand near her heart.

Devyani saw that his lips parted, indicating he is about to say something. She firmly held his hand and looked at him anxiously.

"Dev....Dev...." Amar muttered.

Both the women looked at each other and then at him. Devyani prayed that he was calling her.

"Devika..." Amar muttered shattering Devyani's hopes and heart.

Devyani gently kept his hand down and walked out of the room sobbing.

Amar slowly opened his eyes and saw Devika.

"Aap kushal toh hai ?" Devika asked, he nodded.

"Kya awashyakta thi Divyastra ke samaksh aane ki ?" Devika asked.

"Divyastra toh....ek baar....mrityu dega, tumhare bina Jeevan....toh har din...mrityu saman hai." Amar said.

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A/N

HARIHARESHWARI'S WOUNDED HEART CAN ONLY BE HEALED BY SHREESHAKTISWAR !

*Karn sobbing hysterically in the background*

Duryodhan : Author choose my mitra, you will be very happy.

Me : You know I have three friends, ArianaCarrington06 Trumanshi and DrauniPriya ....they will break your other jangha if you ask me to choose Karn.

Krishna : Oh I would very much like to see it. *summons makhan*

Me : NO ! NO MORE FIGHTING !

Krishna : *Gives judgemental look* You're boring.

Me : Boring ? Me ? Alright. SAKHIYO ! SHOW DURYODHAN WHAT YOU GOT !

Duryodhan : I'll see what they'll do !

Karn : *between sobs* Mitra don't make this mistake....

*Author sits between Arjun and Krishna to enjoy the fight*