It had been a few days since Aditi had arrived at the Rajvanshi palace. Time, though slow in its nature here, had passed with moments both warm and complicated. Amidst the grandeur and the cold marbled halls, she found a strange kind of comfort—one that was never loud, never dramatic, but something that quietly etched itself into her heart.

Aditi had started enjoying her time. The palace, despite being enormous and intimidating at first, had become a place of gentle discoveries. She laughed more—at Aarav's endless questions, Janvi’s endless chatter, and occasionally, even at Veer’s dry sarcasm.