She was not a queen draped in silk, nor a warrior clad in armor. She was fire, bound in human skin-quiet, watchful, and unwavering. A quiet name in the background of an epic filled with noise . She was the woman left out of legends-the one who loved Karna not for his crown, but for the fire beneath his scars. She watched as devotion bound him, betrayal broke him, and destiny consumed him. She stood beside him, even when his choices shattered her. And when the world demanded she burnt with him, she defied them all. °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･Because love is not ashes. It is the flame that refuses to die.°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･