The scent of cardamom and simmering ghee clung to the air of the Chief Minister's sprawling Jaipur residence, a rich, warm blanket woven through the cool, marble hallways. Sunlight, filtered through jalousie windows, striped the polished floor of the kitchen where Ananya moved with practiced economy. Her cotton sari, pale blue today, whispered against her ankles with every step as she stirred a pot of dal makhani.
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