The moment Ananya heard those words, her eyes widened in sheer astonishment. She instinctively turned her head, and there he was—Yuvraj, standing just behind her with his hands tucked casually into his pockets, eyes fixed on the sky above, as if completely lost in his own world.

"Future queen? Of Udaipur? Who said that? Was it this dangerously charming-looking guy? No, no… I must’ve misheard… right? But I did hear something… Someone said it! But… who?"
Her thoughts were racing as she blinked rapidly, trying to make sense of the moment—gazing at Yuvraj as if searching for answers in his calm demeanor.