Satya was sitting by the window, dressed in a pink coloured lehenga adorned with fine golden embroidery that shimmered softly under the glow of the grand chandelier hanging from the intricately carved ceiling. The chandelier’s crystals reflected warm light across the chamber, blending with the flickering flames of oil lamps placed along the walls.

A light pink dupatta rested gracefully over her head and one shoulder, its delicate border framing her calm yet distant face. Her hair was tied in a loose bun, with a few soft strands falling across her cheeks, swaying slightly with the evening breeze entering through the jharokha.