Samrat's POV
"Your Majesty, please move towards your right."
The painter says in a humble tone and I adjust myself between my Queens. Me sitting at the center with Tara and Indrayani on either side. Lakshana and Samantha are sitting beside them while my boys Abhyuday and Aadrik standing behind the couch with their shining armors.
Indrayani granted me my precious child Abhyuday who holds her bravery in his blood but unfortunately doesn't know how to keep a smiling face. Whereas Aadrik, Tara's son who is four months younger than Abhyuday is a cheerful and intelligent young man with a sharp brain.
"Your Majesty the painting is now completed, please do correct my mistakes if any."
The painter interrupts my flow of thoughts and turns his canvas towards us making my eyes fill with awe.
