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I Am Indian Crown Prince??

When a normal Indian boy Was Transmigrated Into the body of Ashoka's Big Brother Susima. But when he was age of three, he got a system as his golden figure. There will be Fantasy + Historic Taste in this novel. Like What happened if industrialization was start earlier in India? What happened if ancient indian knowledge system was use properly? In ancient time we have started researching and promoting. There will be No World Conquerors quest part In this novel. If you want to support me, just comment and help me if I was wrong in some of my research.

Learn_FasterThanMc · History
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57 Chs

Pooja

Hello everyone. I have been engaged in the process of editing all the chapters, which is why it will require some additional time. Previously, I utilized the speech-to-text method for transcribing the chapters. However, I have now decided to switch to typing them, which will inevitably result in a longer duration for completion.

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The fragrance of incense filled the air, mingling with the sweet scent of flowers that adorned the palace. The soft glow of candlelight danced on the walls, casting a warm and ethereal glow. The sound of soft music played in the background, adding to the enchanting atmosphere.

As Susima walked further into the castle, he noticed the intricate details of the architecture. The walls were adorned with intricate carvings, depicting scenes from ancient legends and tales of Mahabharat. The ceilings were adorned with delicate chandeliers, each crystal sparkling like a star in the night sky.

The grand hall, where the welcoming ceremony was taking place, was a sight to behold. The room was vast, with high ceilings and marble floors that gleamed under the soft light. The walls were lined with tapestries, depicting scenes of grandeur and triumph. The room was filled with the soft murmurs of guests, their voices hushed in awe of the opulence surrounding them.

As Susima approached his mother, he could see the tears of joy glistening in her eyes. She held out her hands, adorned with intricate henna designs, and he took them in his own, feeling the warmth and love that radiated from her touch. The aarti continued, the flames flickering and casting a warm glow on their faces.

The maids, still standing in perfect formation, began to sing a melodious welcome song. Their voices harmonized beautifully, filling the room with a sense of serenity and joy. The melody seemed to resonate with the very walls of the castle, creating a symphony of sound that echoed through the halls.

As the ceremony came to an end, Susima felt a sense of gratitude and awe. The love and care that had gone into preparing this grand welcome touched his heart deeply. He knew that he was not just returning to a castle, but to a home filled with warmth, love, and a sense of belonging.

As he looked around at the majestic castle and the people who had gathered to welcome him, Susima couldn't help but feel a surge of pride. This was his kingdom, his legacy, and he was determined to honor it with the same grace and regality that surrounded him.

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Susima's popularity grew even more as the years went on. The girls couldn't help but be drawn to his charismatic personality and charming smile. His genuine interest in each person he met made them feel special and valued. It was as if he had a way of making everyone feel like they were the most important person in the room.

As the evening progressed, Susima's mother couldn't help but notice the adoration in the eyes of the girls surrounding her son. She knew that this was a pivotal moment in his life, where he had the opportunity to choose a life partner who would stand by his side through thick and thin. She couldn't have been prouder of the man he had become.

The Pooja ceremony had not only solidified Susima's position as a respected Prince, but it had also showcased his intelligence and wisdom. His knowledge of ancient scriptures and his ability to apply them to modern-day situations had impressed many of the guests. It was clear that he possessed a rare combination of beauty, intellect, and compassion.

As the night wore on, Susima found himself engaged in deep conversations with some of the most influential people in the kingdom. His ideas and policies were met with admiration and respect, further solidifying his position as an unbeatable candidate for the girls vying for his attention. It seemed that his legacy as a Prince was already being written, and it was a legacy that would be remembered for generations to come.

The joy in his mother's heart was immeasurable. She had always dreamed of seeing her son succeed and find happiness. Seeing him surrounded by so much love and admiration, she knew that her dreams had come true. She couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and fulfillment as she watched him navigate the crowd with grace and humility.

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As the night came to a close, Susima bid farewell to the last of the guests, thanking them for their presence and well wishes. He couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for the opportunities that had been presented to him. He knew that he had been blessed with a unique set of qualities that had captured the hearts of many.

As he retired to his chambers, Susima couldn't help but reflect on the events of the day. He knew that his journey was just beginning, and that there were many challenges and responsibilities that lay ahead. However, he was confident that with the support of his loved ones and the admiration of his people, he would be able to face anything that came his way.

The Prince's life is nearing its end, while the Emperor's life is about to begin. It will commence shortly.

He vividly recalls all the actions he undertook as a child, even after a span of three years up until the present moment.

Because of Susima the destiny of India will undergo a complete transformation.