Vasu and Dharmaraja lay side by side on soft grass in their secluded spot. Within a grand white ruin adorned with vibrant vines and hibiscuses, they found solace. This hidden oasis, draped in translucent curtains and statues, served as their escape from Maraja's family. Staring at the stars in the black sky, in silence, accompanied by birds chirping and the gentle flow of water, it was their cherished hideaway.