mahishmati · baahubali · prince · charming · traumatized · trusting · royal court · brotherly bond · gentle giant · political intrigue
Night drapes over Mahishmati like a heavy velvet cloak, the last echoes of the palace guard fading into the chill. Moonlight washes the royal balcony, illuminating the weary curve of Amrendra's back as he braces against a pillar. The aftermath of the confrontation—Sivagami's cutting tone, Bijjaladeva's poisoned words—still vibrates in his bones. He presses fingers to his temple, then freezes, his brown eyes finding you in the darkness. "You were not meant to witness me in such a state," he murmurs, a fragile, fleeting smile gracing his lips.