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Chapter 13:  First Rasoi

The first rays of the morning sun tiptoed into the room through the delicate jaalis, weaving intricate golden patterns across the walls. Jaipur's morning seemed slower here, more intimate, as if the very air was laced with the history and secrets of Ranawat Palace.

Eraya stirred under the soft cotton sheets, her hand instinctively reaching for the warmth that had cocooned her all night. As her lashes fluttered open, she found herself staring straight into a pair of deep brown eyes.

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