Today was destined to become one of the greatest days in Mewar’s history, because today was Dewdipawali and the Rajtilak of Mewar’s future heir.

It was three in the morning, yet it felt as if the cold darkness of the night had not been given a chance to settle in Mewar’s courtyard, because preparations for the grand Rajtilak ceremony were already underway inside the palace. Everyone was busy with their assigned duties, moving with urgency and purpose. The entire land of Mewar seemed decorated and awakened, as if the people themselves were celebrating, for their new protector was about to ascend the throne—someone they had been waiting for with restless hearts.