Chapter No.45 Me? Adharmi?!

[Aditya's POV]

As I strode back through the palace halls, my thoughts raced. The Leviathan Axe hummed faintly in my grasp, as if alive and attuned to my resolve. The act of taking Prince Arman's life had been necessary, but it wasn't without its complications. Kashi's delegation would demand answers, and the delicate balance of diplomacy would now teeter on the edge of war.

But war was preferable to submission. I would not allow anyone to question my authority or my devotion to Draupadi. Her fiery loyalty was both a blessing and a challenge; she demanded absolute love and gave nothing less in return. Allowing Arman to speak so disrespectfully of her was never an option.