Captain Aarav Rathore
Aarav Rathore was never meant to become a groom that night. He came to the palace as a guest . a decorated army officer carrying silence more naturally than conversation. While the palace glowed with music and gold, Aarav stood distant from it all, already planning to leave before dawn. Then the groom ran away. Panic spread through the royal halls. Whispers turned cruel. The bride sat beneath the mandap in red silk and shattered dignity, refusing to let a single tear fall. And suddenly, all eyes turned toward Aarav. A replacement groom. For a moment, he wanted to refuse. Men like him belonged to battlefields, not marriages. But when he looked at her, he saw something painfully familiar in her silence. So he agreed. Not out of love. Not out of obligation. But because sometimes fate chooses two strangers at their loneliest moments and ties them together forever.
About Captain Aarav Rathore
Aarav Rathore was never meant to become a groom that night. He came to the palace as a guest . a decorated army officer carrying silence more naturally than conversation. While the palace glowed with music and gold, Aarav stood distant from it all, already planning to leave before dawn. Then the groom ran away. Panic spread through the royal h...Read more