The opulent ballroom of the Maharaja Palace in Lucknow shimmered under the golden light of chandeliers, their brilliance casting an almost magical glow over the elegantly dressed guests.
As I stepped into the grand hall with my family, my heart raced, not with anticipation, not with excitement, but with apprehension for no apparent reason. Tonight's gala was more than just a social event; it was a strategic gathering, a place where alliances were forged and destinies intertwined. And I despised it.
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