♔︎
𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓿𝔂 𝓲𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓻𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓮𝓽 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓲𝓽
𝓐𝓼 𝓲𝓯 𝓲𝓽 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓪 𝓯𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻.
𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓰𝓽𝓱 𝓲𝓷 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽, 𝓭𝓮𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓲𝓷 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓼
𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓾𝓻𝓿𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓼 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷 𝓱𝓮𝓻
𝓼𝓸𝓾𝓵.
𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾.
𝓐 𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓻𝓲𝓸𝓻 , 𝓐 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓶𝓹𝓲𝓸𝓷, 𝓐 𝓯𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓮𝓻,
𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓠𝓾𝓮𝓮𝓷.

♔︎

The twilight was her favorite time of the evening. Though she absolutely adored night, when she could look at the stars and the moon. Faint light adorned the magistic hallways of the palace where she was walking in. Her head held high, shoulders thrown back, black leather glows covering her palms and fingers till tips with royal rings resting on her fingers clasped behind her back. Firm and rhythmic thumping of her slow steps resonated around the sculpted walls of the palace.

Servants and advisors bowing low infront of her in respect. Greeting Her Royal Highness this fine evening. Without displaying any emotions on her stoic neutral face, she gave curt nod of acknowledgement. Silk white formal shirt and high waisted jeans matched with knee high black boots gave off her aura of lethal reagleness. A sword clasped on her waist and her gorgeous raven hair tied up in a professional bun completed her look. Her diamond earrings designed with long thin threads of pearls give off vibes of feminity incrited within her dominance.

She swept her gaze thoroughly across the hallways in cold calculation. Her deep brown eyes with golden specs in it were untouched of any emotion as she tread pass the hallways. As she approached King's Throne Room, no one can deny she is the next queen. The majestic wooden door made of fine oak and timber embeded with precious jwels and designed intricatedly with historical architecture was opened by two door men who bowed down to her in respect.

𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝑹𝒐𝒚𝒂𝒍 𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔

𝓟𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓐𝓭𝓱𝓻𝓲𝓴𝓪 𝓘𝓷𝓭𝓻𝓪𝓿𝓪𝓻𝓭𝓱𝓪𝓷 𝓢𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓱𝓪.

𝐀𝐝𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚. The name itself demanded respect and displayed authority. She entered the Throne Room with three huge chandeliers above red carpet of muslin with rows of seat either side of it bathed in dim golden glow. Giving it effect of seriousness and royalty. The King's throne situated on the high foundation raised by number of stairs displaying various struggles and valour of their glorified ancestory. The courtiers rise from their seats and kneeled down before her in respect.

She continued to tread pass them with her head held high and aura demanding submission passing a slight nod of acknowledgement. She was like a goddess on the earth with her fierce brown eyes sharp enough to make you tremble at her one single gaze. Her intimidating gaze strucked ahead on the identical brown eyes rivaling her passion and depth.

𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚. A valorous ruler and equally admirable single father. The sculpted golden throne with number of jwels embeded on it giving an effect of a roaring lion was where His Majesty sat. When their gaze collided she nodded humbly without disrupting her poise as of future queen she greeted, "His Majesty." Her voice was low and smooth like a silk. The firmness in her voice spoke octaves echoing around the Throne Room like a soft lull.

The slight tilt of corner of King's lip was the only indication of his happiness and pride of looking at his daughter after a long while. He nodded back. While Adhrika climbed up the stairs and sat in her seat which was mini replica of her father with feminine intrications, courtiers took their seat. King looked at the advisor as if to signal him to continue what he was representing.

"So as I was informing Your Majesty, the problems arised by the rebels in the kingdom was taken care of by Her Higness Princess herself. The rebellion is suppressed by satisfying their demands in such a way that our kingdom is benefited a lot. She made them apologize and join our army which in turn made our army a lot more powerful. And that itself is a great achievement. " The minister represented. King nodded in acknowledgement before the minister took his seat.

At the moment, another minister stood up and spoke "I apologize Your Majesty, the demands put forward by rebels were atrocious. It not only affected Kingdom's treasury but harmed the valuable resources. I am glad by their contribution to army, but I am against of fulfilling their demand. And also Her Majesty did so without consulting the ministry. We are perfectly capable of suppressing them using force." He concluded. King tilted his head and spoke "I take it in the consideration about the points you spoke. I would like to hear Her Majesty's side too." King ordered.

"I admire your guts to put forward your point without an ounce of fear or thinking on that matter Minister." The tone that Adhrika used sent chills down all of their spines. "I will remind you that the 'Rebels' you speak of so fondly, are the citizens of our kingdom too. So using force, is absolutely out of question. Their welfare comes under His Majesty. And for the record I like to do work on my terms. So fulfilling their demand is also not an option.

While I went im depth to the root of the cause, people thought I fulfilled their demands. And by solving their problems they are bound to serve the army in return. They will start with the basic training from this Monday and I expect you to look into the matter minister." She completed with steel in her voice. People were stiff without even a breath passing through their body. "I understood Your Majesty Princess." The minister replied trembling and took his seat.

As the king was ready to dismiss the court for the day an elderly minister stood up and spoke "I humbly apologize to interrupt Your Majesty. We respect amd admire Her Highness for her exceptionally good command in politics, human affairs,running a company but I still feel she is not yet ready for the battle field. Don't take me wrong Majesty, I do not mean any disrespect but I am stating the facts here. War ground needs experience too. Our Highness is just ten years old." He said.

King looked directly in his eye and raised his brow. "Her Highness is my only child. No child is born with an experience in battle field. And I would like to remind you again that my daughter is still only ten years old humble Minister. And what she is capable of is much more then any one of you or all of you combine. I am not going to take away a chance of experience and learning from my child." The sharpness in King's voice slashed in the air making it clear that the topic was not up for discussion. "Understood His Majesty." The minister replied shaking in fear and took his place.

"I believe I was promised your time Your Highness." Adhrika replied with playfully smirk on her face. "What my Princess wants, she gets. I believe some father-daughter bonding time is in order my little principessa." King declared while adjorning the court for the day. He stood up with his ancient heirloom sword in his one hand and his precious daughter now carried on his other hand. Head held high, shoulders thrown back, long fast strides like the king that he was.

♔︎

On the roof of the tallest tower of the palace, both father-daughter duo was lying on their back admiring the sky, which now has turned dark with millions of stars surrounding an enchanting round moon. Adhrika climbed on her father's chest. Her small body comfortably perched on her father's wide chest and shoulders with his arms behind his head like pillow. Both gazing at stars silently.

"Papa, mom said I am her little Star Light because I always illuminate her darkest of the days. But you call me your Snowflake. Why?" She asked. These were the only moments where both can escape royal pressures and be themselves. Not His Majesty and Her Highness. But Adhrika and Indravardhan, Father and his little daughter.

Vardhan smiled and looked towards his adorable little princess. Usually who is forced to behave like a stone hearted mature big lady. Sometimes he feared that this responsibilities will snatch her childhood. His daughter, who is still just his little snow flake. "Principessa, I call you my little snowflake because trust me when I say, each and every snowflake is different. Not a single one is flawless. Yet each one is unique and beautiful with it's own significance. And like that,you my little snowflake are not flawless but unique. And most importantly you are mine. Understood?" He asked. She nodded thoughtfully.

"Understood papa." She replied. And just like that her little giggles and his manly laughter created the magic and lit up the beautiful sky making it more gorgeous. While soft lullaby which was Adhrika's favorite was sung by her father, she drifted to sleep in the golden moments of her childhood on her father's chest, his piece of soul close to his heart...

𝑳𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚
𝑳𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒏.
𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚
𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒆𝒏.

𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒐 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚?
𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒐?
𝑻'𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚
𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒐.

𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒖𝒑 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚
𝑺𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌
𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚
𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒌.

𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚
𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒖𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒏
𝑾𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚
𝑲𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒎.

𝑳𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚
𝑳𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆.
𝑰𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚
𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖.

𝑳𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒃𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚.
𝑾𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒇𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚
𝑶𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒚.

𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚
𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈.
𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚
𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈.

𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚?
𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒐?
𝑰 𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚
𝑰 𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒐.

♔︎