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"Yes, you may." Yashasvini agreed, focused on her goal.
Ram kneeled down and his hands reached Yashasvini's feet. Yashasvini stepped back.
"What are you doing? It's not like I'm elder to you." Yashasvini asked, taken aback by his behaviour for a minute.
"Well you're a woman. And I don't think falling on a woman's feet is wrong even if they are my age. All women are to be equally respected. And, that's not what I was trying to do." Ram said as he chuckled in a calm tone.
Yashasvini was impressed by the morals and principles the young man followed and believed in.
"Can you please keep your feet on my knee?" Ram asked politely.
Asking no questions, Yashasvini did as he asked, staring at him in amazement.
Ram removed the anklet from her leg. After he was done, he asked her to keep the other feet on his knee and removed the other other one too.
"It's attracting attention." Ram said as he kept the anklets in his pouch and looked up at her.
Yashasvini was still staring at him in awe and Ram just then noticed it. He too got stuck in the moment for a minute. Yashasvini snapped out and moved her feet away.
Ram stood up. He again went to a squat position and lifted Yashasvini. They were standing in such a way that Yashasvini faced the books and Ram faced the opposite side.
"Can you reach it?" Ram asked.
"No, I need to go a little more higher." Yashasvini said, as she tried to reach the book.
Ram boosted her up.
"Now?" Ram asked.
"Yes!" Yashasvini as she grabbed the book.
Suddenly, Ram lost his grip and dropped Yashasvini. Thanks to his quick reflex, Ram caught Yashasvini before she could fall down. This time he caught her by her waist. Yashasvini was holding the book on one hand and the other was on Ram's chest now. Her face was closer to him than before.
Ram gazed at Yashasvini intensely. Yashasvini was caught off guard. She blushed deep red by the look Ram was giving her. Ram slowly got her feet to the ground, still holding her like that, mesmerized by her.
Yashasvini started to feel embarrassed. She gently tapped his chest. Ram snapped out and immediately let her go and stood at a little distance from her.
"W-we got the b-book!" Yashasvini said with a smile, trying to not look akward.
Ram went back to his mission mode. Yashasvini kept the book on one of the tables for them to read and Ram brought the lamp.
They opened the book and found that it was empty.
"An empty book?" Yashasvini asked looking at the book intently. She flipped through the pages but found nothing.
Ram bent forward and flipped through the book again. A certain empty page fell out. Suddenly, his expression brightened.
Ram opened the small lamp and took out the small spark of fire and heated the paper.
An image started to emerge on the blank paper. Yashasvini was stunned by the reveal.
It was the blueprint that indicated all the secret tunnels in the palace.
Ram and Yashasvini looked at each other with a happy smile.
Meanwhile, Dhrithiman searched through the entire palace and finally began to search the prohibited room.
When he got inside one prohibited room, he heard a woman sobbing that echoed all over the huge and empty room.
Dhrithiman went forward inside the room as silently as he could but the creaking of the door gave him away. The young woman looked up at Dhrthiman.
She wore a beautiful lehenga with heavy embroidery. She had a walnut colour complexion, thick and long hair that was as dark and dense as a forest. The woman was distracting beautiful. Despite having such beauty, the woman's eyes displayed such sorrow like she didn't have the desire to live. Her doe eyes were red and swollen from the crying.
As soon as she saw Dhrithiman, the woman immediately stood up and went to other opposite side of the bed as he came closer.
Dhrithiman tried to approach the grieving woman softly, but she seemed to keep her guard up very strongly.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?" The woman asked, as her voice trembled.
"I was sent by someone." Dhrithiman said with his voice calm, hoping for her to let her guard down a little.
Dhrithiman went to the other side of the bed where the woman was standing but this time, the woman didn't step back. Even though she seemed absolutely scared, she was still brave enough to stand opposite to him.
Dhrithiman slowly and gently tried to get closer to the woman.
"Did Vidhurak send you? What does he want? Do I look like an object to be toyed with? Go back to your king. Tell him that I will not come." The woman said.
Dhrithiman tried to explain but the woman didn't seem to listen.
"If you don't go now, I'll scream and get someone's attention." The woman warned.
"No, don't do that. Please, listen to me." Dhrithiman said as he got closer but the woman pushed him away.
The woman began to scream. Dhrithiman lunged forward and covered her mouth with his hand. The woman's expression changed softer while seeing Dhrithiman up close. Dhrithiman looked deep inside the woman's eyes with a frown on his face.
I wanted to check if I got to the right woman but seems like she isn't going to tell me. I'll have to take the risk.
"The uncertain prophecy triumphs." Dhrithiman said.
The woman's expression in her eyes fell. Dhrithiman took his hand away from her mouth and stepped back.
"Where did you hear that?" The woman asked, now totally surprised.
"The person who sent me told me to say that." Dhrithiman replied.
The woman looked around breathing heavily. She seemed to have a small smile on her face.
"What's your name?" Dhrithiman asked, checking once again if he got to the right woman.
"Anagha." The woman replied with a smile.
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