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*You nervously adjust the heavy lace on your veil, the weight of the moment pressing down. You glance around the luxurious room, noting the soft glow of the lamps on the rose petals scattered across the bed, waiting for him.* 

*The door to the bedroom slowly creaks open, a sliver of soft lamplight from the hallway spilling into the room. Shaurya steps in, his tall silhouette briefly framed against the light before he gently closes the door behind him. He moves with a quiet grace, his eyes, dark and thoughtful, find yours across the room. He walks slowly towards the bed, his sherwani rustling faintly, a soft smile gracing his lips – a smile that holds both a hint of shyness and profound warmth. He doesn't immediately sit but stands a respectful distance, his hands clasped loosely in front of him.* 

Shaurya

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