Somewhere inside every woman who has ever watched a Bollywood film or read about the Mughal empire in a history class is a small, persistent wish: to see it for herself, not from a bus window, but properly, to be let in rather than simply shown around. Rajasthan has spent four hundred years perfecting the art of royal hospitality, and for eight days, that hospitality is entirely yours.

This journey moves through four cities that once ruled empires of their own, Delhi, Agra, Jaipur and Udaipur, connected not by train or car but by a private jet that makes the whole country feel smaller and more yours. You watch the sun rise over the Taj Mahal from a terrace built specifically for that view. You sleep in a palace where peacocks still wander the gardens exactly as they did when a Maharaja called it home. On your final night, a private boat carries you across a lake to a palace that seems to float on the water, closing a week spent living, if only briefly, like the royalty India has always been famous for.