Meera was sitting in the middle of the room feeling conscious. She was covered in just a piece of fabric covering her from chest to knee. She was surrounded by women, the prestigious women of every kingdom of M.P and some other state, her family women, the queens and soon-to-be queens of various kingdoms who came to attend the coronation, and her taiji, dadi, and bhabhi. She was made to sit on a stone placed in the middle of the room while carpets were placed at some distance from her where the ladies were sitting.

“Let’s start with Haldi.” The oldest among them Rani Sharmila who was the sister of Pratap Singh spoke. “It will make your skin glow and remove any impurities from you.”