The Divine woman Draupadi was born as the eternal consort of Panadavas. But we always fail to treasure things which we get easily. Same happened with the Panadavas. Draupadi's utter devotion towards them made them totally neglecting towards her. A t...
Devasena gulps scared this time. It's confirm. She is lost. She couldn't sleep and went out to walk. It was past midnight. But upon returning, she lost her way and it's been 2 hours she is roaming aimlessly at these never ending corridors.
"Even any chamber would do at this rate. I will ask that person to help. Oh Narayana! Please help me," Devasena pleads.
Then she finally hears the sound of water. She walks there hopefully. And it was a 3 floor chamber.
Devasena was mesmorized at the grand chamber. Though it it night, she couldn't help but be amazed at the wonderful architecture.
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Devasena for a moment forgets her situation and is mesmorized at the chamber. The opposite side has a natural pool with trees surrounding it as if an ocean shore. Then from the opposite side, the 3 story chamber starts.
Devasena gasps in amusement touching a pillar. It's made of gold. She doesn't know when she arrives at the master bed chamber. It was grand with good proportion of light. The full moon is shinning brightly in the chamber. And a garden is connected to the chamber.
"Undoubtedly this is so beautiful!" she exclaims.
Devasena finally notices a person on the bed. She stayed inside the women's wing and no male is allowed to be here. Undoubtedly this is a woman's chamber. Is this princess Suthanu or perhaps Nandini? Nervous and scared she takes few steps towards that person. The moon hides behind the cloud.
