And then, a child entered our lives.
Our fear came true.
It was a boy.
Despite the silence that fell over him, he gathered the baby against his chest and cried, not in despair, but in happiness.
On the sixth day after the birth, Ranaji named the child after the mightiest king and god, Ranjeet Anirudha Dev Singh.
With his arrival, our family felt complete, yet a tightness lingered in our hearts because of the prophecy.
A prophecy that needed to be proven false.
A future that frightened us, not because we wished him harm, but because we feared history repeating itself.
We didn’t want war among the children.
But one can control everything except time.
Time was the mightiest, bravest, and strongest force in the realm.
And time changed.
It changed… and it changed everything.
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