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✨ First Night at the Rathoure Mansion ✨

The reception had ended, and the grand halls of the Rathoure mansion fell into a gentle calm. The chandeliers still glittered, casting soft reflections across the polished floors. Innaya, her emerald-green gown now neatly hung, carried the small gifts for the family to her room, her heart still fluttering from the evening's whirlwind.

Innaya's POV:
"It's been... overwhelming, but amazing. Everyone seems so different in person... and yet, a part of me already feels at home."

She placed the gifts carefully on her dresser and sank onto the plush bed, letting out a deep, contented sigh.

Just then, Myra quietly entered, holding a small cup of warm herbal tea.

Myra: "Here, beta. You must be tired. Drink this—it'll help you relax."
Innaya (smiling softly): "Thank you, Mama. I... I don't know what I would do without you here."

They sat side by side on the edge of the bed, sipping the tea, the warmth spreading through their hands and hearts. The mansion outside was quiet, but inside, this small corner felt safe, familiar, and filled with love.

Myra (gently): "It's not easy stepping into a new family, I know. But you handled today beautifully. Even the boys... they'll come around. Just give them time."

Innaya: "I hope so. Some of them seemed... jealous. And surprised. I didn't mean to... impress or anything. I just wanted to give something thoughtful."

Myra (chuckling softly): "Thoughtfulness is never a crime, beta. They'll understand. They're just... adjusting. You've made a strong start already."

😂 Kabir's Playful Visit

Suddenly, a soft knock came at the door.

Kabir (peeking in, grinning): "Hey... Innaya! I couldn't resist checking if you really got that Rolex to fit your own hands too!"

Innaya laughed, shaking her head. "Kabir! You and your curiosity. Come in, don't just peek."

He stepped inside, eyes sparkling with mischief. "I had to see if you're already planning to keep all the boys in line with gifts and charm. Looks like you're doing pretty well so far."

Innaya giggled, shaking her head. "I'm not trying to do that... really. I just... wanted to make everyone happy."

Kabir plopped down on a chair, holding his watch proudly. "Well, consider me very happy. And... you know, if anyone gives you trouble tomorrow, I've got your back."

Innaya (smiling, feeling relieved): "Thank you, Kabir. That means a lot."

🌙 Quiet Reflections

After Kabir left, Innaya and Myra prepared for bed. The soft glow of the bedside lamp illuminated the room as they climbed under the cozy sheets.

Innaya's POV:
"Today was... incredible. I gave gifts, saw everyone's reactions, felt a little jealousy from the boys, but mostly... warmth and acceptance. And Mama... she's here. I can really start feeling at home."

Myra placed a gentle hand on Innaya's shoulder. "Sleep well, beta. Tomorrow is another day, and I'm proud of you. You're doing wonderfully."

Innaya closed her eyes, a small smile on her lips. For the first time in a long while, she felt safe, cherished, and ready to face the challenges of the Rathoure household. Outside, the mansion lay quiet under the moonlight, but inside, a new chapter of love, trust, and subtle bonding had just begun. 🌸

✨ The Morning After – First Breakfast at the Rathoure Mansion ✨

Sunlight streamed softly through the towering windows of the Rathoure mansion, casting golden patterns across the polished floors. Innaya awoke to the gentle warmth beside her—Myra was already up, arranging the room's small comforts and brewing tea.

Innaya's POV:
"Morning already? Everything feels so... grand here. And yet, with Mama beside me, it's calm... safe."

She quietly got ready in a soft pastel outfit—a light lavender kurti paired with cream leggings and delicate gold earrings—keeping it simple but elegant. Myra smiled approvingly.

Myra: "You look lovely, beta. Today will be your first breakfast with everyone together. Remember, just be yourself."
Innaya (nodding, smiling softly): "I will, Mama. I hope I can... fit in."

🍽 Breakfast – Introductions and Reactions

The breakfast hall was vast, with a long mahogany table gleaming under the morning light. The smell of fresh parathas, omelets, and exotic teas filled the room. One by one, family members arrived, smiling politely at Innaya.

Abhimanyu gestured for her to sit beside him, giving her a reassuring smile.

Myra stayed close, offering support and occasional encouragement.

Abhinay and Samyukta nodded politely, their sophisticated expressions warm but observant.

Vikram and Samaira smiled and greeted her kindly.

Kabir, as always, grinned mischievously but offered a polite bow.

Innaya's POV:
"Okay... everyone's polite. But I can feel the eyes of the boys..."

The Rathoure sons—Eshan, Aayan, Rudra—stood slightly apart, their subtle glances sharp and measured.

Eshan leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, giving her a cool, appraising look. "Hmm... so this is the girl who gave Dad a Rolex?"

Aayan sat straight, his thoughtful gaze fixed on her, silently analyzing every movement. "Interesting. Confident, and careful... she knows what she's doing."

Rudra barely blinked, his cold, detached stare assessing her quietly. "She's careful... but can she handle this household?"

Even Kabir noticed the tension but shrugged, whispering to Innaya with a grin:
Kabir: "Don't worry... they're just shocked you can afford those gifts. That's all."

Innaya (whispering back): "I just wanted to be thoughtful... not... you know, show off."

☀️ First Conversations – Subtle Bonding

As breakfast continued, polite conversation flowed. The elders asked about Innaya's life in London, her studies, and her favorite foods. She answered with poise and a hint of nervous charm, making a good impression.

Abhinay: "It must have been quite an experience, living abroad at your age. Admirable."

Samyukta: "I can see the manners and elegance you carry—it suits you well, Innaya."

Vikram: "I hope you find yourself comfortable here. We are glad to have you."

The boys continued their subtle, silent observation, each reacting differently: curiosity, surprise, and a small flicker of jealousy at how naturally Innaya interacted with everyone.

Innaya's POV:
"They're... watching me so closely. Eshan's skepticism, Aayan's analysis, Rudra's... everything. But I'll be patient. I'll prove myself."

Kabir occasionally whispered jokes to her, making her giggle quietly, and slowly, the tension in the room softened—just a little—giving her hope that the Rathoures were slowly beginning to accept her presence. 🌸

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