The grand royal dining hall of the Dragon Colonies glittered with golden chandeliers and crimson tapestries embroidered with intricate dragon motifs. The air was heavy with the savory aromas of roasted meat, spiced stews, and exotic fruits arranged meticulously on the long table. At the head sat King Masaru, Katsuki's father, his voice booming with excitement as he discussed the upcoming union with King Prithviraj, a stately man whose stern demeanor softened slightly as he spoke of his daughter.

Vedhanshi Rathore, the radiant princess of the Mughal Empire, sat quietly, her golden bangles clinking softly as she poked at her food with a silver fork. Her long, dark hair cascaded over her silk dress, embroidered with patterns resembling stars and constellations, but her glowing appearance was at odds with her bored expression. She let out a barely audible sigh, her turquoise eyes fixed on the roasted pheasant she had no interest in eating.

At the other end of the table, Katsuki Bakugou, the barbarian prince, clenched his jaw, his crimson eyes flickering with annoyance. He wore his frustration plainly, his muscular frame tense beneath his rugged attire. Every clink of Vedhanshi's fork grated on his nerves. His sharp gaze darted to her.