What's the price?" I asked looking at him in the eyes. The eyes I adored long ago, the eyes that held warmth and love are cold barely showing any ounce of warmth or even humanity.
His lips curved up in a smirk while he eyed me up and down not in a d...
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1636, the year when the Veergarh was facing a pestilence, people were dieng at the speed of flies. Veergarh, the kingdom ruled by the King Shivendra Sisodia, the name itself speaks victory and bravery.
This is one of the kingdom that never loses any battles, one of the most prosperous and brave kingdom of Hind. Everyone in this kingdom is ready to sacrifice their lives just to see their kingdom prosperous.
But now an epidemic disease has spread through the kingdom which no one knows the medicine of. The King was trying to save his people but no medicine had effect on the virus.
The once happy and prosperous kingdom was now dull. The screams of pain and helplessness were echoing through the walls of the kingdom. People were crying at the demise of their loved ones. No one seemed happy, how could they when the kingdom was surrounded by deaths. The King had asked help from everyone but no kingdom seemed to prepare a medicine for such a disease.
The disease will make your skin itchy and after some days the skin will start peeling out, followed by blood and rashes, it would make you helpless and you'll die a death which no one even wished for their enemy.
The princess of Veergarh, Princess Shaurvari Sisodia walked out of the palace, tying a cloth on her mouth, which covered her face from her nose to neck, she walked towards the village. There she saw a boy of around 8 years running on the streets with just a thin cloth around his torso screaming in pain, the sight in front of her gave her the idea that the boy was also a victim of this disease.
The boy spotted her and ran towards her while crying out in pain.
"Rajkumari, meri sahaayata kijiye Rajkumari, mera badan bohot buri tarah jal Raha hai, samajh nahi aa Raha kya Karu? Maa kehti hain, Maharaj sab theek kar sakte hain, mujhe maharaj ke paas le chaliye, Main marna nahi chahta Rajkumari"
"Princess, help me princess, my body is burning very badly, I don't know what to do? Mother says king can fix everything, take me to king please I don't wish to die princess."
Tears welled up in her eyes when she heard him cry in pain.
'What this innocent soul had ever done to suffer from so much pain god?' she cried out in her mind. Soon after the mother of the child came near her and held her legs wailing helplessly.
"Princess save my son, I'm ready to serve in the palace without asking for any wage but please save my child" Shaurvari backed away almost immediately, she picked the woman up and hugged her.
This was the least she could do, she isn't some magician to make everything good, how much she wished she was one. Except for comforting the woman Shaurvari wasn't capable of doing anything for her. The tears, the helplessness, the terror has covered the eyes which were once full of happiness.
She couldn't look at the state of her people, whom she considered as her own.
It was hard for her to witness their misery, the once flourish kingdom was now timid.
She still remembers that time when this kingdom was away from any harm and was prosperous.
But now nothing is same as it was before, the time took a drastic change.
A man, dressed in royal uniform with a spear and a scutum in both his hand came running towards the princess.
"Princess, your presence is wanted in the royal court" The guard spoke with his eyes low, lowering your eyes to someone was considered as a sign of respect which the fellow guard knew well.
The princess nodded while glancing at the child and his mother, she signalled something to the guard and walked off to the palace.
"Maharaj Shivendra Sisodia,
Aapko humara pranaam, aapke samrajya mein failati mahamari ke kayi kisse sune humne aur aapke liye humare vaidyo ne ek dava bhi taiyaar kar li hain aur hum woh aapke paas jald se jald pohocha denge parantu usse pehle hum Rajkumari Shaurvari se milna chahte hain.
Aapke putra samaan Yuvraj Akshraj Agnivanshi"
"King Shivendra Sisodia,
My salutations to you, we have heard many tales of the epidemic spreading in your empire and our doctors have also prepared a medicine for you and we will deliver it to you as soon as possible, but before that I would like to meet Princess Shaurvari.
You son, Prince Akshraj Agnivanshi"
Read the viceroy from the scroll that came from Raudragarh.
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When an epidemic striked in Veergarh there was no hope left to save the kingdom as no medicine had an effect on the disease.
As a ray of hope the neighbouring kingdom known as Raudragarh prepared a medicine for the disease.
But as they say everything comes with a price and the medicine too came with a price, precisely a condition.
A condition kept by the prince of Raudragarh, as a price to save the people of Veergarh.
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