In night Bhavin made her daughter take one more bite as she gave him her brightest smile he ever seen this made him happy he hardly have seen Sukhda smiling or giggling like other girls of her age,sukhda was not growing up like other children happy,free to do whatever they want,living the happiest movement of their life. Unfortunately humiltions from society since born is something made Sukhda silent and always sad she hardly smile something that hurt Bhavin as a father a lot, he tried a lot to brought her smile on her face but in vain all he get was those fake and temporary smile of her just to assure her father.
"Pitashree" Sukhda called him made him awoke from his thoughts as he smiled at her and caressed her head.
"What you are thinking Pitashree?" She asked out of curiosity. "I am thinking about this smile on your face which i hardly have seen a smile out of happiness not out of the sense of your father's sorrow " he said as he kissed her forehead. "Pitashree" she said as she hugged him."Seems like you are too happy today, isn't it?" Asked Bhavin to which Sukhda grin and nodded her head in a cute manner "Yes Pitashree today i am happy no not happy i am happiest atlast i get a friend i never expected this that also from a princess she is really different from other princesses" said Sukhda out of admiration she had suddenly grown for her first friend Princess Gandhari, She laid her head on her father's lap as Bhavin caressed her head, as she looked at the sky shinning with bright starts.
"Pitashree i heard from many that after death the person becomes star is it true?" Asked Sukhda as he chuckled and replied "Yes"." Then mata is also one those stars right? Isn't there is some way to bring stars" asked Sukhda Bhavin didnt replied and caressed her head lovingly made her feel drowsy as she fall asleep.
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"Why you are not understanding me Arya ?" Sudarma the queen of gandhar and the wife of King Subala yelled at her husband annoyingly for the very first time in her life, Subala sighed as he held Sudarma's shoulder "it's you who is not understanding beloved we can't force them to send Chitraksh here" said Subala calmly "So what should we do? Wait? Till someone killed him the exact way they killed my jiji" Sudarma almost shouted as her eyes filled with tears as both anger and grief laced through her words.
""Sudarma i can understand what you being concerned about him but we can't do anything untill his his family want him to send here" Subala said calmly.
"Family? What is family mean Arya? Killing family members killing a innocent three year old child is this is what family is ?" Sudarma said as her tears make their away from her cheeks.
Subala wiped her hairs and made her sit on the couch near holding her shoulders,he held her hand asuring her "Arya did you really forget Chitraksh when he lost his mother never in my life i have seen a little boy faking his emotions emotions at such young age his little brother was everything for him after his mother left and even that little boy was killed brutally " She said as her voice chocked "We didn't even able to meet him when he felt so alone now the conspires of killing him is going on and what we are doing ? Waiting? Till someone tells us about his death or what" She continued
"Why are you thinking that his family is responsible?" Asked Subala
"Arya what should i think he is the youngest prince why would some external power will try to kill him only his family can this is simple isn't it" said Sudarma "Sudarma you are just thinking too much attacks on princes is common not something rare maybe they can't able to reach the crown prince...' Sudarma cut in between Soubala " Arya even you knoe the reasons you are giving is stupid even a child won't belive on this reasons all you are saying just to console me i don't know any if they doesn't send him here we will go and get him here if you don't want to then it's fine i will go by myself" Said Sudarma her voice lacing a protectiveness for her nephew she had a motherly affection for him.
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