The Swan Song - страница 6
As Prince Nal appeared before the surprised maidens, their eyes widened in awe, captivated by his striking presence. Meanwhile, Damayanti turned around, her gaze meeting his in an instant. In that profound connection, a peculiar sensation stirred within her. Goosebumps danced along her skin, and her smile broadened, mirroring the joy that erupted within her heart, pulsating with newfound vitality.
With the grace of a flowing river, she glided toward the mysterious stranger, her steps guided by an invisible force. Her eyes delved deep into his, as if peering into the very essence of her soul's companion – the home where she would reside for the rest of her life. In that moment, Damayanti recognized her champion, destined king. Their union became an unspoken truth, interwoven by the threads of love and destiny. She began to tease her lover, for she knew the answer to each of her questions
"Who are you? The most beautiful one!
Who are you? Who has awakened all of my love?
You're no thief, nor a foolish spy.
The stern mandate of the king won't let you in unseen.
Who are you? Speak the words to your queen, the most beautiful one"
Damayanti inquired with a smile, eagerly awaiting the words she had longed to hear. The two peerless stood in front of each other, waiting to begin the life of love they’ve been longing for.
"I am the messenger, blessed by a divine boon.
Four Celestial Lords sent their message.
Lord Indra and the Keepers of Life, Wind and Fire
They have surrendered themselves to your choice.
They will be in competition among the others
You are all they desire to possess.
You are free to judge them as you please.
No mortal could match their feats"
Nal, in his words displayed every element of an honest soul. Although his eyes could barely hold back his tears. He stood there motionless, solemnly staring at the feet of the only woman he had ever wanted to possess. Damayanti listened patiently to each word. Her longing for love was about to end. She had her lover, her only King, standing in front of her. Like a steady river determined to flow, she gathered her thoughts and searched for a way out. She looked at the frowning face of the defeated prince and, with the kindness of a lover, spoke in her soft, gentle voice.
"The swan rekindled my soul.
It ignited the ever-burning love
With the same melody that the Swan’s sang.
Now, I see you in your flesh and bones, just as described.
We are two halves of a perfect soul.
I see a way of refuge with no blame.
When the ceremony begins,
I will walk up to you in the presence of the kings and the divines,
With the universe and its keepers as alibi
I will pledge myself only to you as my Champion, my King"
Damayanti had made up her mind. She decided to put her true love to the test before the desires of every King and Lords that awaited the trial. Nal stepped back and bowed in respect before hurriedly returning to the crossroads to relay the message to the Divine Four. Damyanti retired to her sleepless slumber. Filled with hope, joy and faith in her heart, she dreamt one last time of the life she would soon begin to live.
The moon remained in the sky even as the sun rushed to dawn on a day of good omen. The celebrations began early, and the music added to the air of excitement as the bugles sounded the summons. Kings and lords from the corners of the world assembled in the royal coliseum, each seated on his throne like a lion on the mountain. The coliseum looked filled with glory and power, resembling a cauldron of might and light.
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