There was a gorgeous lady in a salwar and boots. Shravanya's eyes fell on the lady's green cap and the woman's sound was heard, "Princess! I have only tried to help you. You wanted to reach Natya Rajya that too running away from the eyes of the guards and highness. They were behind you but I distracted them from this station only to let you reach the palace of Natya Rajya. You did inform me to check your chamber, if you did leave any clues of where you had gone. But as I walked sneak peeping into your chamber, I was put into prison. I did escape the prison knowing you got back, when I faced you; you had lost your memory. I have and will always remain serving Ahaan Mitrapura, princess. Now that you have returned, the highness did grant me pardon but this time I can't let anything happen to you again. I am also ordered to join you so I am here. Today night the king and the queen will fire crackers and celebrate with the villagers while we see the royals of Natya Rajya."
Princess gestured her to sit and smiled, "It's fine, Jeeta. You can join us but I am going to be safe as I am with this scholar. Hope we can talk to Natya Rajya highness to unite these two villages and families again and... And I also want to see my prince. I wish he returns tonight."
Adwait answered, "A promise is a promise."
Shravanya and Jeeta nodded.
The princess reconsidered Jeeta's words and put on, "I was living like a villager in the guest suite and no one could identify me, then how did you know that the princess got back, who told you, Jeeta?"
Jeeta replied, "The scholar.
Shravanya turned to Adwait, "How are you two related?"
Jeeta concluded, "Specialy trained army duo."Shravanya shook her head as she stretched herself blaséd. She was relaxing, seeing the outside view through the window. Adwait layed on his seat and kept his bag below his head. Jeeta was sitting on the other end of Shravanya's seat, she was reading some leaflets.
Few compartment workers, brought in the lunch and they were having it when the princess asked those workers to call the cooks. The pantry workers rushed in, hearing the princess had called them. They were worried if the food was that tasteless, but Shravanya gave them few gifts and let them go. The happy workers continued their work as they had their lunch.
Before the sun hid, they reached at the land of Natya Rajya. The train pulled a break and Jeeta stood up to open the cabin door. Shravanya took her luggage and patted Adwait to wake. By the time he took his luggage, Jeeta opened her bag and took out the sparkling precious crown. Shravanya looked at it and Jeeta said, "Nothing much to think! You forgot this and this is yours. Wear it!" The princess tried wearing it but her hair tangled. Adwait got up and crowned the princess in ease and he directed the girls. They stepped on to the platform and there were many passengers. All at once bowed infront of the crowned head. Shravanya smiled at them as they three walked on to the exit of the station.
The weather was much pleasing in Natya Rajya. Even the nature was having pleasure waiting for its prince. Flowers and leaves blossomed, crops ripen while trees were shedding few leaves. Insects were on their picnic, animals talking to each other and birds singing the chorus of the songs sung by the old folks. Children exploring things when their parents were enjoying their work. The shaped clouds were white as snow as they filmed slowly in the starry sphere. Sun was preparing to take a leave.
Shravanya's eyes fell on the library and she regarded, "Just two minutes!"
She ran to the library seeing it's door open. She got in and yelled, "I am back!"
The librarian and her daughter immediately turned back keeping the books in their hand, back at the shelf. They were astonished, "Shravya? You are back? Your family? This crown?"
Adwait walked in with Jeeta.
Sandhya and Navya bowed at them, "Welcome scholar and Jeeta Kisa!"
Shravanya asked, "How do you know Jeeta?"
Sandhya replied, "She is the greatest trained army woman to be heard from Ahaan Mitrapura after the lost princess."
Navya still shocked, continued, "You are still with this scholar? Why did Jeeta Kisa join you? You couldn't find your people in Ahaan Mitrapura? Who gave you the original looking crown, Shravya?"
Jeeta summarised, "I am the servent of Ahaan Mitrapura and I have joined with her to here with the scholar to meet the prince and his family tonight. She did find her family and home and she got the crown from there."
Adwait mentioned, "Our Shravya is Ahaan Mitrapuran's Princess Shravanya Arushi Viratan Natya Rajya Ahaan Mitrapuran." Navya and Sandhya immediately bowed, still surprised. Shravanya smiled and concluded, "No worries! I will still be your Shravya."
Jeeta marked the library's big pendulum clock. Adwait nodded, "It would be much darker when we go." Shravanya hugged Navya and Sandhya as they three walked out.
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