In the bustling palace of Ayodhya, the preparations for Princess Somada and Devansh's wedding were in full swing. The entire palace was adorned with vibrant flowers, colorful fabrics, and twinkling lamps. Maids and servants hurried from one corner to another, making sure everything was perfect for the grand occasion.

In the royal gardens, Urmila, Mandhavi, and Shruthakirthi were meticulously overseeing the decorations and arrangements. The courtyard was adorned with fragrant flowers, colorful draperies, and twinkling lamps that illuminated the entire area. The palace staff and maids were running around, ensuring that everything was in place, while musicians practiced their melodious tunes for the upcoming celebration.

Bharath was busy coordinating with the royal chefs to create a sumptuous feast for the guests. He wanted nothing but the best for his niece's wedding and took great care in selecting the finest ingredients and delicacies to be served. Shathrughan was assisting him, making sure that the dishes were a perfect blend of flavors and aromas.

Meanwhile, Lakshman was in charge of the security arrangements. He had meticulously planned the security measures to ensure the safety of the royal family and the guests during the festivities. His dedication to his duty was unwavering, and he made sure that every possible precaution was taken.

Ram, with a smile of contentment, was supervising the overall preparations. He was delighted that his daughter was getting married to the man she loved. His heart was filled with joy as he saw the palace come alive with colors and celebrations.

He called Urmila and Lakshman to join him in the courtyard. "Look at how beautiful everything is turning out to be," Ram said with delight.

"Yes, it's truly a magnificent sight," Urmila replied, her eyes filled with joy.

"And it's all for our beloved Somada's wedding," Lakshman added, his voice brimming with pride.

As the sun began to set, Ram received a scroll from a messenger. It was from his son Kusha, who had been away in the Gandhar kingdom participating in a swayamwar. 

"Kusha has been chosen by Princess Champika of Gandhar for marriage. Their wedding is set for next month!" Ram announced with excitement.

Ram's happiness knew no bounds. He was overjoyed that his son found their life partner. His heart swelled with pride at the thought of his children starting their own families. He closed his eyes and offered his gratitude to the gods for the blessings showered upon his family. He prayed for the happiness and well-being of his children and the prosperity of the kingdom.

Ram couldn't contain his happiness as he shared the news with Urmila and Lakshman. He was delighted that his son had found his life partner and was about to embark on a new journey. He knew that Kusha and Champika would make a wonderful couple and bring happiness to each other's lives.

As the excitement of Kusha's wedding news filled the air, Devansh and his father walked into the courtyard. Devansh looked dashing in his royal attire, and his father, the kingdom's finance minister, was beaming with pride and joy for his son's upcoming marriage.

As Ram welcomed Devansh and his father, a warm smile graced his face.

"Welcome, Devansh, my son," Ram said, extending his hand in a friendly gesture. "And to you as well, dear friend," he nodded to Devansh's father.

Devansh returned the smile, feeling a mix of excitement and gratitude. "Thank you, King Ram. I am honored to be a part of your family," he replied humbly.

"Devansh," Ram began, "I have decided to gift you and Somada a beautiful village near the Kekaya Kingdom. It's a serene and picturesque place, surrounded by lush greenery and blessed with a pristine waterfall. The villagers are kind and generous, and I believe it will be a perfect place for both of you to begin your life together."

He described the village in vivid detail, painting a picture of a tranquil and idyllic place where they could build their future. The bungalow near the waterfall, with its rhythmic sound of cascading water, seemed like the perfect abode for a couple in love. Ram knew how much Devansh and Somada desired a peaceful and natural setting for their family life.

Devansh was overwhelmed with gratitude and joy. He thanked Ram sincerely for the thoughtful gift and shared his excitement about starting a new chapter of their lives in such a charming village.

"It's a dream come true, Your Majesty," Devansh said, "Somada and I have always wanted to live in a house by the waterfall, close to nature and away from the hustle and bustle of the palace. This gift means the world to us."

Ram smiled warmly, happy to see Devansh's enthusiasm. "I am delighted that you love the idea, Devansh. This village will be your own little kingdom, where you can create your own traditions and make beautiful memories together."

Devansh's father also expressed his gratitude to Ram for his generosity and kindness. He assured Ram that Devansh would cherish the village and take care of it with love.

"As a father, I couldn't have asked for a better match for my son," he said, looking at Devansh with pride.

Ram nodded approvingly. "I have full faith that Devansh will make a wonderful husband and uphold the values of our kingdom. It warms my heart to see the happiness in his eyes."

Ram's eyes softened with nostalgia as he spoke about the village near the Kekaya Kingdom. "When I first visited the village, it reminded me of Panchavati, where Sita and I spent our exile in peace and love," he said, a wistful smile playing on his lips. "The lush greenery, the serene surroundings, and the gentle murmur of the waterfall – it all felt so familiar, like a beautiful echo of the past. Just as Panchavati held a special place in my heart, this village will be a sanctuary of love and happiness for you and Somada."

As the conversation continued, Ram gave more details about the village and its surroundings, describing the friendly neighbors and the flourishing vegetation. He knew that Devansh's love for Somada would blossom even more in this enchanting place.

With the village now a part of Devansh's future, the atmosphere in the palace courtyard brimmed with love and happiness. The wedding celebrations seemed to have an even more magical touch, knowing that the couple had a beautiful home to look forward to.

As Devansh and his father left the courtyard to make preparations for the wedding, Ram couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment. He knew that he had made the right decision, and he looked forward to witnessing the love and happiness that would fill the bungalow near the waterfall.

* * * * *

The same evening, Chandra found himself captivated by Vibha's radiant beauty as she stood before him in the deserted corridor, like a mesmerizing moonbeam in the night. Vibha was the daughter of the Ministress of Education. Vibha's eyes sparkled like stars, reflecting the depths of her emotions. Her dark tresses cascading like a waterfall down her shoulders. Her raven-black hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall of silk, and a delicate jasmine adorned her hair, emitting a sweet fragrance that mingled with the night air. The soft glow of the flickering lamps highlighted her delicate features, enhancing the innocence that emanated from her every movement.

Vibha wore a simple yet elegant white sari, the color accentuating her angelic grace. The intricate patterns on the sari seemed to mimic the celestial constellations, as if the universe itself had woven a tapestry to adorn her. Her white blouse hugged her form delicately, revealing the contours of her waist. 

As the gentle evening breeze caressed the surroundings, Vibha's sari swayed gracefully, revealing glimpses of her slender waist. Her waist was adorned with a delicate gold waist chain, which added a touch of sophistication to her attire. The chain glimmered in the light, drawing attention to the graceful contours of her waistline. It gracefully accentuated her every movement, adding a subtle allure to her presence. Vibha's waist seemed to hold a special magnetism, drawing his eyes like a moth to a flame.  

With a playful glint in his eyes, Chandra couldn't resist pulling Vibha closer by her waist, their bodies gently pressed together. He leaned in, his breath mingling with hers, causing her cheeks to blush with a rosy hue. Vibha's heart fluttered like a butterfly's wings as Chandra admired her face, every curve and contour etched into his memory.

Gently, Chandra lifted her chin with his fingers, inviting her gaze to meet his. The air around them was charged with a tender energy, as if the world had disappeared, leaving only the two of them to bask in each other's presence.

The soft glow of moonlight filtered through the windows, casting an ethereal glow on Vibha's radiant face. Chandra couldn't help but be captivated by her beauty, her cheeks adorned with a rosy blush that complemented her sparkling eyes.

 Chandra playfully teased her, his eyes filled with affection and admiration. "You look absolutely enchanting in white, my love," he whispered, his voice a sweet melody that only Vibha could hear. "It's as if the moon itself has draped its glow around you."

"And you, my dear Chandra, are the most handsome prince in all the realms," Vibha replied, her voice soft and filled with affection. She couldn't help but marvel at the magnetic charm that seemed to radiate from him, drawing her closer like a moth to a flame.

Chandra brushed a stray lock of hair away from Vibha's face, his touch sending shivers down her spine. "I am the luckiest man in the kingdom to have you by my side," he murmured, his voice filled with sincerity. "You bring light and joy to my life, and I can't imagine a future without you."

The corridor seemed to fade away as they stood there, lost in each other's eyes, the world around them melting into the background. The only thing that mattered was the deep connection they shared, a love that seemed to transcend time and space.

Vibha's cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink as she bashfully looked away. Her heart fluttered with every word he spoke, feeling cherished and loved in his embrace. "Stop it," she said playfully, her voice carrying a hint of teasing. "You always know how to make me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world."

Chandra leaned in, his breath mingling with hers, and gently brushed a lock of hair away from her face. "That's because you are the most beautiful woman in my world," he murmured, his eyes locked onto hers with an intensity that made her heart skip a beat.

In that intimate moment, the world around them faded away, leaving only the two of them. Chandra's fingers traced delicate patterns on her back as he pulled her even closer, and Vibha's heart swelled with love for this man who made her feel cherished and adored.

Their hearts beating as one, Chandra's tender caress on Vibha's waist sent shivers down her spine, igniting a fire within her. Feeling the overwhelming surge of emotions, she couldn't resist the magnetic pull that drew her closer to him.

Unable to resist the pull of her charm, Chandra leaned in and softly kissed her. It was a kiss that conveyed all the love and tenderness in his heart, a gesture that spoke of his adoration for the woman standing before him, adorned in the sari he had chosen with such care.

Time seemed to stand still in that intimate moment as their lips met, and their souls intertwined in a dance of love and passion. The world around them faded away, leaving only the warmth of their embrace and the sweet taste of each other's love. The softness of Vibha's lips against his filled Chandra with an indescribable joy, and he held her even closer, as if afraid to let go of this precious moment.

The corridor seemed to come alive with the magic of their love, as if the very walls were witness to the blossoming of a beautiful romance. The soft glow of the lamps seemed to dance with delight, casting a heavenly aura around them, as if the universe itself was celebrating their love.

Vibha's heart raced, feeling the intensity of their connection in every touch of his lips against hers. In Chandra's arms, she felt safe, cherished, and loved beyond measure.

As they finally pulled away, they remained close, their foreheads touching. They could feel the warmth of each other's breath, and the world around them seemed to fade into the background.

"You are the most beautiful and enchanting woman I have ever known," he whispered, his voice filled with reverence.

Vibha smiled, her heart overflowing with love for the man who had become her world. "And you are the most loving and caring man," she replied, her voice filled with adoration.

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