A Man in his late forties standing on the terrace of the palace gazing at his kingdom's destruction, it's been eighteen years and eighteen years to the starting of the downfall of jodhpur, he cusses himself daily on not being able to save his wife and daughter, they didn't found bodies which made him believe in their existence but with the time his hopes died and he stopped till one day the famous priest told him something which made him stunned.
" Khuch toh rasta hoga na pandit ji, hum aise apni aankhon ke samne apne jodhpur ko khatam hota nh dekh skte, koi toh samadaan bataye" chitranjar said joining his hands with hope in his old eyes.
" hal hai..." he speaks after a while.
" btaiye hum apk ye abhar kabhi nh bhulenge"
" apk beti" he said.
" sarika" he questioned.
" nh apk sabse badi beti, apk pehli aulad, wahi ish kaal ka hal ban skti hai, unke kadam jodhpur ko fir se khushaal bana skte hai"
" par ye ashambhav hai Pandit ji, woh ab ish duniya mein nh hai, humne bhut khoja unhe lekin unko koi namo nishan nh mila"
" woh jeevit hai, aur apk pressani ka hal bhi,"
" Maharaj....suryagarh ke Maharaj ka nimataran aaya hai" his guard informed him breaking his thoughts.
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" chlo ek dushman ki tarah zakham toh de diye ab ek chikitsak(doctor) ki tarah marham bhi laga do" sidharth said eyeing her top to bottom lying on the bed carelessly, she looks like a messed up seductress to his eyes.
" Waise humse marham lagwane se pehle apko dar lagna chiye ky pta dawa mein zeher mila kar de du" she replied throwing her dupatta on the couch.
" ab itni bhi himmat nh hai tum mein, ki jis se pyar kro ushe hi maar do" he answered.
" jab insan ko dhokha milta hai na himmat apne aap badh jaati hai" she voiced out clapping her hands twice to call help.
" jaiye thodi si haldi aur gram sarso ka tel leke aaye" she ordered with confidence, the maid didn't move from her place but stared at her, how can she receive her order, she was one of them.
" suna nh, joh kha hai woh kariye" sidharth yelled making her shiver.
"Waise kaafi der laga di mehel tak phuchne mein raasta bhul gyi thi"
" raasta nh purane rishte bhul rhi thi, ab raajghrane Mein aane se pehle unka qatal jo karna hota hai"
" bhut zaldi seekh rhi hai khel ke daaw pech"
" jo chize khoon mein hoti hai unhe sikhna nh padta" she said looking deep into his eyes their lips were just inches away as her heartbeat rises, taking a bunch of her hair in his fist he pulled her closer.
" jab khoon apno ka bhete dekha ho na toh uske aage sb khuch feeka pad jaata hai" he said each word wrapping her fingers around her throat tightly.
" dusre ke gunaho ki saza kisi bekasur ko nh dete, kahin aisa na ho Maharaj ki ek din aap woh saza bhugte jo aapke haq me bhi na ho aur hum apko woh saza zaroor denge..."
" pta nh apk dhyan kaha rehte hai kyu karte hai itna abhyaas dekhe kitna khoon beh rha hai," shehnaaz worried voice filled his heart with adoration and love for this little human being in front of him.
" itne se hume khuch nh hota hai" he replied staring at her innocent face.
" thoda drd hoga tel marham gram hai, par zyada nh hoga, thikh hai" she questioned.
" tum agar aise hi mere zakhmo mein marham lagaogi toh har roz aise chot khane ko tayar hai hum" he stated making her blush.
" hume nh pta tha ek maharaj ho kar bhi aap aise baatein bolenge," he pulled her closer to him.
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The King of suryagarh (on hold)
FanfictionBeing A King is not at all easy, it demands your sweat, hard work, blood and most important sacrifices... A King's life is not his...its of his state..his people... Join me on the journey of the great King of suryagarh....Sidharth Mahendra Singh....
