Arjun was sitting prepared in the mandap, and all the people there were whispering. No one could believe that Thakur Sahab was getting married because everyone had heard that he hated marriage, so what was this marriage for? Well, what could anyone say? No one dared to speak so much in front of Thakur Sahab. Once he made a decision, that was it, and no one could remove him from his decision. No one meant no one. Not even his mother, sister, or anyone. There was no expression on Arjun's face, but his eyes were fixed only on the front door, waiting for his bride to arrive.