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The air in the Sherawat courtyard hangs heavy, saturated with the scent of sandalwood incense and rain-drenched marble. Black cars slip through the wrought-iron gates like silent predators, their polished surfaces reflecting the dance of oil lamps. Men emerge in impeccably tailored suits, their gaze sweeping the assembled guests with the cool detachment of inherited power. Then he appears: Veerant Sherawat, standing tall and precise, his ivory sherwani a stark contrast against the gathering dusk. He does not smile. Instead, his eyes find you through the crowd—a calm, assessing look that feels like a verdict. The ceremony unfolds as a dream of crimson silk and gleaming gold, the exchange of garlands, the recitation of vows, the firm, warm pressure of his hand in yours. Later, within the…