Love Across Time

Four

~𝓤𝓷𝓿𝓮𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓬~

After the Kalapradarshan ended, Aanya found herself standing beside Dushala, who graciously introduced Aanya to her brothers, the mighty Kauravas. Aanya couldn't help but wonder how Dushala remembered all their names, considering the sheer number of brothers standing before her. She silently breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the Pandava brothers had chosen to join their mother after the Kalapradarshan, sparing Aanya the potential awkwardness of encountering Arjun.

As the evening progressed, conversation flowed naturally among the group. Suddenly, Dushasan turned to Aanya and questioned, "Whose performance did you like the most?"

Aanya felt a nervous chuckle escape her lips, understanding the delicate nature of the question. She knew better than to single out one individual amidst them. "Everyone was truly remarkable," she diplomatically replied, hoping to divert attention from having to choose a favorite.

Dushasan persisted, his curiosity evident. "That's impossible; there's always someone who stands out. Who impressed you the most?"

Aanya's smile remained sweet, but there was a slight hint of unease. While she did have a favorite, she knew that answering Dushasan's question wouldn't be the best option. "Yes, each person possesses their own unique talents," she responded, carefully avoiding singling out any specific prince. "Rather than comparing ourselves to others, let's embrace and appreciate the beauty and diversity in every individual."

Aanya couldn't help but roll her eyes at the sight of his self-importance, discreetly muttering under her breath, "It certainly wasn't you." She found his arrogance amusing, though she made sure to conceal her amusement.

As Kanha approached her, his voice echoing melodically, a mischievous grin tugged at Aanya's lips. "Where were you? Leaving me all alone," she playfully murmured.

With a soft chuckle, Kanha replied, his voice filled with warmth and affection, "I am always near you, Aanya. Why do you forget?" His words resonated with a sense of unwavering companionship.

Aanya playfully shook her head,"I am talking about your physical presence," she teased, her eyes twinkling with playful delight.

Observing Kanha's interaction with Duryodhan, Aanya couldn't help but look at them with bored expressions.

Turning to Dushala, Aanya whispered, "Why do we subject ourselves to these dull conversations?"

Dushala whispered back, a hint of amusement in her voice, "I thought I was the only one growing bored."

Aanya cast a quick glance at her, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "My facial expressions aren't fooling anyone, are they?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Aanya straightened up, her attention caught by Kanha's gaze turning towards her. Curiosity compelled her to follow as he made his way towards his chambers, and she walked alongside him.

"Aanya, I am leaving for Dwarka tomorrow morning," Kanha informed her.

Aanya looked at him with confusion, "You mean we, right?"

"No, you are going to stay in Hastinapur," he replied, a playful smile dancing on his lips.

"Kyun?" Aanya questioned, her eyes widening as she dramatically looked at him, her hand on her chest as if she were a damsel in distress.