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The Silent Queen’s Oath
Sundari does not take the throne. She places her son, Veer, on it. Then she walks out, barefoot again, into the rising sun. She returns to the temple where she once danced—now rebuilt by her son’s first decree. walks in
She does not scream. She does not cry. She walks past her son, past the king, and stops before Chandrika. Then, in a whisper that fills the hall like thunder: She places her son, Veer, on it
She is not young. Her hair is white. Her face is a map of suffering. But she wears a single red bindi and a torn piece of her old dance costume as a shawl.
Forty years ago, Sundari was not a queen. She was a dancer in a temple, barefoot, with jasmine in her hair. The Prince, Vikram, fell for her against his mother’s will. Their marriage was a scandal. But Sundari bore him a son, and for ten years, she was loved.