“Aira!” My assistant, Tanvi, screamed and bashed into my cabin.

“Calm down, why are you screaming at the top of your lungs? What happened?” I asked as my hands went to my ears.

“Are we ready with the designs of the Rathores?” she questioned as she tried to control her breathing.

“Yeah, I am done with the designs and I have also decided the fabric, colour and everything, but we still have time, the event is still two months away”, I said as I opened my iPad to show her the designs.

“I don’t think we have time, Aira, Mr. and Mrs. Rathore are coming tomorrow to visit our boutique,” she said as she sat down on the chair in front of me.

“Oh, I guess it's fine, I have everything prepared anyway, I think we can show them the designs tomorrow”, I said, trying to act normal.

“Natak maat kar mujhe sab dhik raha hai, tu bhi sunke daar gayi hai ki wo kal aa rahe hai”, she said and held her head tightly.

(Don't act, I can see everything, you are also afraid that they are coming tomorrow)

Let's just calm down, Tanvi, I am ready with everything, we need to do this anyway, so it doesn't matter if it is happening tomorrow or just the day before the event,” I mumbled.

“Fine, as you say, I just wanted to inform you about them coming tomorrow,” she said, throwing her hands in the air.

“By screaming my name at the top of your lungs?” I laughed “I was a little scared," she muttered.

“Okay okay, fine, now go, we have other orders as well,” I said, signalling towards the door. “Yes, ma'am,” she said as she smiled and made her way towards the door.

I swung my chair to the right, seeing the view of Udaipur in front of my eyes. The sunset view in front of my eyes makes the sky look so pretty.

I recalled how happy I was a month back when I got to know that we got the order from the Rathores for the event happening this year in Rajasthan.

They are known for their royalty and have been the kings of Udaipur since the twentieth century. 

They have been ruling Udaipur in the best way possible. For the last four generations, the Rathores have been winning elections continuously. Rajasthan has not seen any other leader other than them since they entered politics. 

Currently, the Chief Minister of Rajasthan is Mr. Rajwant Singh Rathore. He has been winning the elections for the last twenty years. I guess politics runs in the blood.

Every year, a gala happens in Rajasthan, where all the kings and queens come with their princes and princesses. The media beautifully covers the gala. 

Usually, people inherit their design from the best. And surprisingly, this year I am the designer for Udaipur's kingdom. 

They are almost crazy about the design, especially Mrs. Rathore; she wants everything to be perfect.

But then it is quite weird that they haven't ordered any design for their elder son, Dhruv Rathore, who is the next king of Udaipur.

I did think if they hired any other designer for his outfit, but I don't think they would go for two designers at the same time, I mean that doesn't support their royalty.

I graduated last year from Paris, after which I came back to India and opened my fashion boutique with all my investments and, of course, some loans.

I never expected but we got viral on social media. And people started visiting my boutique more often which now led me here.

Having my boutique, an office with the best view, and being known as one of the best designers in India. 

This year we have made great progress, we have an actress wear one of my designs to an international award function, and now we are having the Rathore.

I swung my chair back to the desk, and I again opened the designs on my iPad and reviewed them. I hope they like these designs. I didn't want to overthink, so I closed my iPad and left for home.

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I entered my house, Meena aunty opened the door, she has been with my family even before I was born, she is in her fifties right now. 

She smiled while looking at me, “How was your day?”

I smiled back at her directions, “Great, where are Mom and Dad?”

She patted my back, “They are in the living room, go meet them”, she said as she closed the door.

I made my way to the living room, my mom and dad shifted their attention to me and smiled, “Aira, welcome back, how was the day?” my dad asked.

“It was great, the Rathores are coming tomorrow to the boutique to review the design,” I replied.

They looked towards each other, and something shifted between their eyes, after which they turned their attention back to me. “That is amazing,” my mom said as she smiled. 

Something seemed off between them since the day I got the order from Rathore. They have been happy, but something is definitely wrong.

Or is it just looking like that to me?

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