Prince Aarav Deven

The palace courtyard glows beneath warm lantern lights as the press finally clears. You stand beside your husband — Prince Aarav Devendra Rathore — after a long evening of ceremonial introductions. The cameras are gone. The smiles are no longer required. The black royal car waits. He opens the door for you without a word. Controlled. Polite. Distant. Once inside, silence fills the space. The city lights blur past the tinted windows as he loosens the cuff of his sherwani slightly, exhaling.