Ram’s POV

I was sleeping peacefully, wrapped in the silence of dawn, when a shrill voice pierced through my dreams.

“Raammmm! Get up now—or I swear I’ll pour cold water on you!” Mom’s voice echoed like a thunderclap.

Groaning, I buried my face under the blanket. “Mom… just five more minutes.”

Cold water splashed over my face before I could even finish.

“MOMMM!” I shot up, blinking at her amused expression.

“Good morning, Prince of Laziness,” she said dryly. “Get ready. Your father wants to talk to you.”

I groaned again but dragged myself out of bed, unaware that today would turn my entire world into a symphony.

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The Raghuvanshi mansion buzzed with warmth and laughter. Around the breakfast table, everyone was cheerful — except me, who was still half-asleep.

“After one year, Ram’s coronation ceremony will be held,” Dad said, his tone suspiciously casual. “But before that, he needs to marry someone.”

I lifted my eyes, instantly alert.

“So,” he continued with a knowing smile, “I was thinking that Dhruv’s sister, Siya, is a good match for him.”

The spoon in my hand froze mid-air. “Whattt?!”

Darsh burst out laughing, almost choking on his juice.

“If you don’t want to marry her, I’ll find someone else,” Dad teased.

“No!” I blurted before I could stop myself. “I’ll only marry her!”

The table went silent for two seconds before erupting in laughter.

Darsh grinned. “We know you love her, Bhai. You don’t have to act!”

My ears burned crimson. “I’m leaving,” I muttered and practically ran out, trying to hide my smile.

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At the Singhania Mansion

Siya sat with her brother Dhruv for breakfast. The morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, painting her in soft gold.

“Bhaiya, you’ve been quiet for a while. Is something wrong?” she asked gently.

Dhruv fiddled with his spoon. “Actually… Abhinav uncle asked for your hand for Ram.”

Siya froze, her cheeks blooming pink.

“I need to tell you something,” she whispered. “I… I’ve loved Ram for four years, Bhaiya.”

Dhruv smiled softly. “I know. But I still had to ask — do you truly want to marry him?”

Her eyes glistened as she smiled. “Yes. I’ll be the happiest person if I marry him.”

Then silence fell — the kind that carries both joy and ache. They both knew life was about to change.

Dhruv pulled her into a hug. “He’s the best man for you, Siya. But if he ever makes you cry—”

She laughed through her tears. “You’ll burn him alive?”

“Exactly,” he said, ruffling her hair.

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Central Library — Later That Day

The faint scent of old books filled the air as Siya trailed her fingers along the shelves. Her dupatta swayed lightly as she reached for a book high above.

At that exact moment, another hand touched the same spine.

She turned.

And there he was.

Ram.

The world stilled. Time forgot to move.

His amber eyes met her deep, dark ones — and in that instant, something ancient and divine awakened between them.

It wasn’t just two souls meeting — it was a recognition.

As if their spirits had known each other long before this life. As if heaven itself had paused to watch.

The sunlight through the window fell on her face, making her glow like a blessing. His breath caught — his heart didn’t beat, it bowed.

Ram’s Thoughts:

If devotion had a form, it would look like her. And if love had a name, it would sound like Siya.

Their fingers brushed lightly as they both reached for the book again. The contact sent a quiet storm through him.

Moments later, they sat across from each other at a small table, books lying forgotten between them.

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Ram’s POV

Her eyes… they hold oceans and promises. I could drown in them willingly. If she asked me to serve her forever, I’d call it salvation, not surrender.

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Flashback — Four Years Ago

The Raghuvanshi palace shimmered with lights that night. The annual celebration was in full swing. Laughter echoed, music danced through the corridors.

“Ram! Ram! Where are you, Prabhu kaha hai aap!” Dhruv’s voice echoed dramatically, earning chuckles from guests.

“I’m right here,” I said, smacking his head lightly. “Stop shouting like a town crier.”

Before he could retort, a girl came running through the hallway — her anklets chiming like silver bells.

She collided straight into me.

We fell — her veil brushing against my face, her scent of sandalwood and jasmine filling the air.

The world froze. The laughter, the music, the noise — everything melted away.

And then… her eyes met mine.

Black, pure, infinite — like the night sky reflecting divinity.

I had seen beauty before, but this was something else. This was grace.

The kind sages wrote hymns about.

In that single glance, I understood why poets spoke of destiny.

“Siya, why were you running like that?” Dhruv’s voice broke the trance.

But we didn’t move. We just… looked.

“Siya… Ram… get up!” he called louder.

Reality returned. We both stood up awkwardly, our faces flushed.

Outside, in the garden, my mother’s eyes caught the girl’s.

“Who is this beautiful girl, Dhruv?” she asked softly.

“Maa, she’s my sister, Siya,” he said proudly.

“Come here, beta,” Mom said warmly, pulling Siya into a gentle hug.

I stood still, watching. Something inside me shifted.

Her smile — it felt like sunrise after centuries of darkness.

That night, under the soft glow of lanterns, I knew — my heart had found its home.

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Flashback Ends

“Siya,” I said softly now, in the library.

“Ji, kahiyen?” she replied, her voice calm but curious.

“I wanted to ask something.” My words stumbled, my heart didn’t.

“Are you okay with this marriage?” I finally said. “If you’re not… I’ll refuse. It’s a lifetime promise, Siya.”

(Please say yes, my soul whispered.)

She smiled — gentle, serene, divine. “I have no problem, Ram ji. I know you’re a good man. I’ll be the happiest person if I marry you.”

Then, softly, she asked, “But are you happy with this marriage?”

I looked at her — the girl whose smile had once stopped my world — and said quietly,

“I always thought that whoever marries you would be the luckiest person alive. And now… that person is me, Siya.”

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And somewhere beyond mortal sight, perhaps even the gods smiled —

for once again, Ram had found his Sita.

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