She told me of her mother's anger, her threat, and finally, Darshini's decision. When I took a sharp intake of air upon hearing this, I noticed her body tense up beside me. "You gave in to the Rani's wishes?" I questioned, though I fully knew the answer myself now.
"What else could I do? She would have had you killed, otherwise. I do not know how I'd live knowing that I was the cause of your departure." The light, both from the lantern and the moon, showed Darshini in front of me.
"And I've told you - that without you, there is no me." Her shoulders were still pressed firmly against her side, but they relaxed once I reached out to them. "Nothing will be easy now, you said so yourself. But nothing is impossible, either. I have a suggestion, if I may?"
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The Poet, The Princess, and The Promise: A Short Story
NovellerWhen two people who lead lives no different than the sun and moon love each other, how strong will their bond prove? And to what lengths would they go to protect it? ★ This short story is a gift for one of my dear friends - a dreamer, and, like me...
