Kamini Becomes the Queen of Kandhar

A New Dawn Over Kandhar

The war-torn city of Kandhar slowly began to recover as the embers of battle faded into the morning sun. The once-proud capital, shattered by war, now stood under new rule—Arya, the Conqueror, and Kamini, the Queen.

From the royal balcony, Arya and Kamini looked over the people below. The citizens gathered, uncertain yet hopeful, their fate now in the hands of the victors.

Kamini (softly): "I never thought I'd return to this palace… as its ruler."

Arya turned to her, his gaze intense yet filled with warmth.

Arya: "This was always your home, Kamini. No one can take that from you anymore."

Kamini's fingers trembled slightly as she looked at the royal seat of Kandhar—the throne that once belonged to her ancestors. With a deep breath, she stepped forward and sat upon the throne.

The nobles, generals, and citizens bowed as trumpets echoed across the city.

General of Kandhar (kneeling): "All hail Queen Kamini of Kandhar!"

The voices of thousands rose in unison:

"All hail Queen Kamini!"

A new era had begun.

Nightfall – A Private Coronation

As the celebrations continued outside, Arya and Kamini retreated into the royal chambers, away from the eyes of the world.

Kamini, now adorned in golden robes, stood near the palace window, gazing at the moonlit city below.

Kamini (whispering): "It feels unreal… everything changed so fast."

Arya approached her from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist.

Arya (teasing): "Regretting your choice, my Queen?"

Kamini turned in his embrace, her hands resting on his chest. A soft smile played on her lips.

Kamini: "No… I chose you, Arya. I always will."

Their faces were close now, the air between them charged with an unspoken longing.

Arya: "Then let me claim what is mine."

Before she could respond, his lips captured hers in a deep, passionate kiss.

Kamini melted into his arms, her body pressed against his as the heat between them ignited like wildfire.

Her fingers traced the scars on his back, reminders of the battles he had fought. He lifted her effortlessly, carrying her toward the ornate royal bed.

Under the soft glow of golden lanterns, their passion intertwined, sealing their bond—not just as lovers, but as rulers of a new Kandhar.

As morning light bathed the palace, Arya and Kamini lay together, wrapped in silk sheets.

Kamini rested her head against Arya's chest, tracing lazy circles on his skin.

Kamini (murmuring): "What happens now?"

Arya smirked, brushing a strand of hair from her face.

Arya: "Now, we rebuild Kandhar. Stronger. More powerful than before."

Kamini sighed, but there was a spark in her eyes—a fire that had been missing for too long.

Kamini: "And you? What of your journey for the fragments of eternity?"

Arya's eyes darkened with determination.

Arya: "My path doesn't end here. But now, I have a kingdom that stands beside me."

Kamini smiled, resting her palm against his cheek.

Kamini: "Then I will rule Kandhar… and wait for you."

Arya pulled her close again, his lips brushing against hers.

Arya (whispering): "Then let me give you something to remember until I return."

Their lips met once more, and the world outside faded—leaving only passion, love, and the promise of a future together.