

The golden morning light filtered softly through the high, arched stained-glass windows of the Rathore Haveli, casting long, warm ribbons of amber and rose across the plush carpet of Avanya's bedroom.
Outside, the early Jaipur breeze rustled through the courtyard neem trees, carrying the faint, sweet aroma of morning jasmine and fresh cardamom tea being brewed in the distant kitchens.


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