Chapter 17
It was the day before the announcement and there was a kind of subdued yet happy environment in the palace, as it was also Bhavya’s 16th birthday the next day. Aksh was walking down the stairs with Shrayansh in his arms who was chatting with him, while Bhavya and Kairav followed them, whispering to each other. It was going to be lunch time soon and no matter how much Aksh wanted to avoid being down he had no choice.
For the Flame to Burn, It Needs a Spark These words—these poems, musings, echoes of soul—they are pieces of me, offered to the void. If they’ve ever stirred something in you, made silence feel understood or chaos feel poetic… Then let your support be the wind beneath this fire. A small gesture. A mighty impact. Because art survives on love—and the occasional coffee. ☕✨
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