The next morning, Veerendra gave a single order: “Prepare the labyrinth entrance. And bring me my wife’s tantrik dagger—the one that cuts illusions, not flesh.”
Veerendra did not draw his sword. He drew the cursed dagger—and plunged it into his own shadow. irrfan khan chandrakanta
“I chose,” he whispered, holding her. “Not power. Not the kingdom. Just you.” The next morning, Veerendra gave a single order: