This is a Mahabharata fanfiction...
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In the realm of three interconnected kingdoms - Hastinapur, Gandhar, and Kuntiboj - a tale unfolds that weaves together the fates of diverse charac...
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Amidst the ongoing search, a profile began to emerge, a profile that glowed with the promise of hope. It was the profile of Gandhari, a woman known not only for her unwavering devotion but also for a divine boon that granted her the extraordinary ability to give birth to 100 sons. Her name reverberated across the kingdom, a testament to her virtuous nature and her potential to reshape the future.
As whispers of Gandhari's unique gift reached Dritharastra, a profound idea took root in his mind—a seed of possibility that could potentially bridge the gap between Karna and their family.
With a thoughtful gaze, Dritharastra contemplated the notion. "If Gandhari can nurture and love 100 sons," he murmured to himself, "then surely her heart has the capacity to embrace Karna as her own."
Intrigued by this idea, Dritharastra eloquently voiced his desire to marry Gandhari. When questioned about his choice, his words flowed with eloquence, each syllable carefully chosen to convey the depths of his belief.
"To marry Gandhari is to invite not only a queen into our fold but a mother whose love knows no bounds," Dritharastra spoke with a mixture of determination and hope. "Her divine boon is a testament to her capacity for boundless love, and it is this love that I believe can envelop Karna as her own."
His conviction resonated within the hearts of those who listened. The court was held in rapt attention as Dritharastra painted a vivid picture of a future where Gandhari's maternal love would bridge the gap between blood and bond.
And so, Dritharastra's words wove a tapestry of possibility, infusing the air with the scent of change and unity. The room, once filled with questioning glances, now held an air of anticipation, a recognition that the course of fate was about to be altered by the power of a single decision.
As the family embraced Dritharastra's decision, a marriage proposal was sent to Gandhar, the realm from which Gandhari hailed. The proposal traveled through the winds of fate, carrying with it the hopes and dreams of the Hastinapur royals.
In the realm of Gandhar, the proposal from Hastinapur rippled through the royal court, igniting a gathering of unprecedented significance. The royals, adorned in regal attire, assembled in a grand chamber adorned with intricate tapestries and shimmering jewels.
King Subala exchanged a conflicted glance with Queen Sudharma. Their faces mirrored a turmoil of thoughts, torn between their devotion to their daughter's happiness and the uncertainties posed by this unconventional proposal.
Sakuni, known for his outspoken nature, did not hold back his disapproval. His voice pierced through the air, laced with concern and protectiveness for his sister. "Have you all lost your senses? Do you not see the folly in this alliance? My sister deserves more than to be tied to a man who cannot even gaze upon her."
