The next morning, there was a firm resolve in Snigdha's eyes. Today, she would reveal everything to Arohi and Aditya. She would no longer keep her five-year relationship with Rupanjan a secret. But upon reaching Arohi's chambers, she found the room empty. Surprised, she asked Prafulla, "Brother, where are Mother and Father? I was going to talk to Mother about something very urgent."
Prafulla let out a long sigh and said, "You're too late, Snigdha. An emergency message arrived from the state early this morning, so both Mother and Father have left for royal duties." Snigdha sat down in disappointment, "They left again? When will they return?" Prafulla informed her, "It could take six months, or even longer." Snigdha felt as if the sky had fallen on her head. She thought to herself, "If only I had told them sooner! Now we have to wait another six months?" To comfort her, Prafulla suggested she could write a letter, but Snigdha refused; she wanted to stand beside Rupanjan and receive her parents' blessings in person.
Snigdha rushed to Rupanjan to tell him everything. Rupanjan listened with a smile and said calmly, "When I have waited five years, Snigdha, these few months are nothing. I can wait for you for a lifetime. It's no problem; we will be patient for the right time." After chatting and sharing some laughs, they both returned to their respective homes for lunch.
Meanwhile, inside the palace, Prabhasha was feeling restless. She said to Snigdha, "Didi, I feel suffocated inside the palace; can I go out for a stroll?" Snigdha, feeling lazy after her meal, said, "Go ahead, sister, have a walk." Emerging in disguise, Prabhasha's eyes fell upon an exquisitely handsome ordinary youth. The boy was helping poor farmers in the field—picking up someone's staff, lifting another's load of fuel on his head. Prabhasha was captivated by his altruistic heart and serene appearance. She realized that the bells of first love had rung in her heart.
Gathering courage, Prabhasha approached him and asked, "What is your name? I really liked watching you work." The boy looked at her, a bit surprised. This boy was none other than Rupanjan himself! Rupanjan smiled and said, "What will you do with my name? You are very beautiful, but let me tell you one thing clearly—I love someone very much. We have given our word to each other for five years now, so I cannot give anyone else a place in my heart."
Prabhasha's heart broke, but seeing Rupanjan's loyalty made her fall in love even more. She thought, "The girl who has him is truly very lucky." Prabhasha asked, "When will you come before everyone?" Rupanjan said, "In six months, we will reveal everything to all. But who are you?" Prabhasha was afraid that if she revealed her identity as a Princess, Rupanjan might stop talking to her, so she said, "I am Prabhasha, just an ordinary girl." Rupanjan left with a faint smile.
Now, only the name 'Rupanjan' was ringing in Prabhasha's ears. Returning to her sister, she said excitedly, "Didi! I really liked someone today. I think I've fallen in love with him. But he won't be able to love me because he apparently has a lover of five years!" Snigdha smiled a bit at her sister's words and said, "Who has the audacity to say no to my beautiful sister? What is the boy's name?" Prabhasha thought for a long time, then said with a shy smile, "I... I can't quite remember, Didi. What did he say his name was? I've forgotten!"
Snigdha laughed and said, "You forgot? Alright, tell me when you remember." A month passed by. Snigdha could not have imagined that her beloved sister was actually drowning in love with her own future husband. And Rupanjan had no inkling that the girl from the palace who saw him helping was actually Snigdha's younger sister, Prabhasha. As this toxic and tragic game of a love triangle began within the Junagarh palace, the very air seemed to grow heavy with the thought of its consequences.