The Rule
Aabroo looked up at her brother with a thoughtful expression.
"Brother, I wanted to make a request to you," she said, her voice filled with a hint of hesitation.
"Ask away, my sister," Samarth said, his eyes encouraging.
Aabroo blinked, hesitant, but her desire won out. "I wanted to learn to play the iktara," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Samarth's face lit up with a bright smile. "And you sound hesitant. Why so, my sister? It's a wonderful skill to acquire. Did you think I wouldn't allow it?"
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