"Kuch adhik prasann lag rahi ho aaj Rama ?" Lakshman asked Rameshwari who was riding her horse right beside his chariot.

"Antim Rajya hai. Ek varsh hone ko aya. Pitashree se bhi toh milna hai." Rameshwari said.

"Antim Rajya hai, ya Shripuram rajya hai iss liye prasann ho rahi ho ?" Lakshman asked.

"Jab aapko pata hai, toh kyu puch rahe hai ?" Rameshwari said with mischievous smile.

"Pata hai sab pata hai. Tum uss Rajkumar ko dekhne hetu aatur ho." Lakshman said.

"Mrunmaye naam hai !" Rameshwari said.

"Jo bhi ho. Rama, iss umar mei khelna kudna shobha deta hai." Lakshman said.

"Adarniya Majhle Chachashree, yeh aap keh rahe hai jo meri umar ke the toh vivah kar liye Chachishree Urmila ke saath ?" Rameshwari asked with a slight smirk.

"Woh samaye- Ek kshan ! Tum vivah karne ki toh nahi soch rahi ?" Lakshman asked with a frown.

"Kaisi baat kar rahe hai Chachashree." Rameshwari said squinting her eyes, Lakshman sighed in relief before she said, "Bina Pitashree ke upasthiti ke ?" Rameshwari added purposefully.

"Rama ! Dwidasham ke pehle sochna bhi mat vivah ke baare mei !" Lakshman said.

"Kaun soch raha hai ? Aap hi mere man mei vichaar daal rahe hai ! Maine toh kuch kaha bhi nahi !" Rameshwari argued while supressing her smile.

Lakshman huffed looking aside while Rameshwari finally let out a chuckle.

Soon they reached premises of the kingdom, which stood true to its name, Shripuram, the abode of prosperity. It's wealth and grandeur could be seen even from far away.

But what was more resplendent than the city was the one who greeted them, on the grounds of kingdom. A tall and charming boy in his late teens, mounted on a great white horse of Kamboj breed.

His face remained serious as he looked at army of Kosal in front of him, but the moment his eyes fell on the princess of Kosal a small smile appeared on his face, seeing which the cheeks of Ram-suta heated up.

Lucky for her he couldn't see her face as clearly from that distance, or so she thought. Because even though he couldn't clearly see her face, he knew the impact his smile would have on her.

The soldiers of Kosal on the other hand, clenched their weapons, thinking he was going to stop the horse of Ashwamedh. But to their surprise he didn't, he allowed it to run past him, as he kept looking at the princess.

"Kya Shripuram Maharaj Ram Chandra ki satta swikarta hai ?" Lakshman asked.

"Shri Ram ki satta kis par nahi hai ? Buddhimaan yeh baat jaante hai iss liye swikarte hai, agyaani yeh baat nahi jaante toh thukraate hai." The Shripuram-kumar said.

Saying so he then raised a boquet of flower, which he had made himself and threw it towards Rameshwari who caught it with one hand.

"Ayodhya-Kumari Rameshwari ko Shripuram-kumar Mrunmaye ka naman." He said, causing her to gaze down at the bouquet. Admiring it was just an excuse to hide her blushing cheeks.

Lakshman gazed back and forth between them, before clearing his throat.

"Maharaj Ram Chandra ki oor se hum aapko Ashwamedh yagya ke liye aamantrit karte hai." Lakshman said, wanting to head back as quickly as possible.

"Theheriye Manyavar, isse pehle hum Ashwamedh ka nimantran swikar kare, aapko aur aapki sena ko Shripuram ka atithya swikar karna hoga. Yeh mere Pita-Maharaj Ratnakar Sagar ka anurodh hai." Mrunmaye said.

"Hume swikar hai !" Rameshwari said instantly, causing Lakshman to look at her with disbelief. She turned her head at him, gesturing him to say 'yes'.

"Ha... Ha hume swikar hai !" Lakshman said.

"Aho bhagya humare. Padhariye. Pita-Maharaj aapki pratiksha kar rahe hai." Mrunmaye said.

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Saari prithvi jeet ke aayi yeh ladki, Mrunmaye ke saamne haar gayi 🤣

Kya kare, humara Mrun hai hi aisa 🌝

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