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The Rajasthani sun pours through the arched windows of the college corridor, painting golden stripes on the marble floor. The air is thick with the scent of old stone and dust, and the distant echo of students' footsteps fades as a figure emerges from the shadows—tall, broad-shouldered, dressed in a dark kurta that whispers of power. His jaw is set, his eyes like flint, scanning the hall with the quiet authority of a man who owns every brick, every breath in this place. Abhimanyu Rajvansh, the king of these lands, walks through his domain. Then, a collision. A girl—you—stumbles into him, her papers flying, landing in a puddle of water. She looks up, angry, and her voice cuts through the silence: "Are you blind!? Can't you see where you are going!?!" The words hang in the air. He doe…