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Palace
The court was going on just like any normal day. Everyone was trying to pretend that nothing had ever happened but deep down they all knew that the Royal family was going through a trauma and especially Samrat Vidyunmali.
Right now also, sitting here and attending the hearings of court, his mind was lost somewhere else.
The courtiers didn't know what happened to him as he suddenly got up in between and started walking towards the exist, a lost expression on his face.
Seeing their father like that, Vrishketu and Sumali passed each other a worried glance.
Vidyunmali slowly walked towards his chamber and entered while removing his crown. He placed his crown on the dressing table and just when he was about to turn his eyes fell on his reflection.
'Pitaji aap halke rang ke vastra dala kijiye na! Hume accha lgta hai' (Pitaji you should wear light colored clothes! I like it wehn you do so) the sweet voice of his flower rang in his mind. A lump formed in his throat and he walked upto the edge of the bed. He sat down while gazing at the black marble floor.
He felt two soft hands cupping his face and he sighed while slowly wrapping his both arms around Sulochana's waist and hugging her.
'Aapne hume santan ka sukh diya hai Sulochana..........Ab Santan se sambandhit iss dukh ka nivaran bhi kijiye na Sulochana.' (You gave me the happiness of a child Sulochana........Now please give me solution for this sadness related to my child as well) he mumbled in a slow tone against her skin.
Sulochana looked down and he looked up, his beautiful eyes filled with tears. Sulochana settled down in his lap and and he embraced her like his life depended on it.
'Na jane kis haal mein hogi..........Somras aur Bhojan grahan bhi kiya hoga yaan nahi?' (In what condition she must have been right now..............She would have consumed somras and food or not?) Vidyunmali's voice choked and tears escaped from Sulochana's eyes on hearing him.
From the day she had left, he not even once expressed his anger for her because he never felt it. But the concern was killing him slowly from inside. And the fear.......the fear that she might realize who she is and leave him forever......it was making him go insane.
'Samrat.......' Sulochana said while parting away from him and cupping his face in her hands. He kept looking down with a vulnerable expression.
'............hume abhi issi shan jaa kar Umika ko swayam uski vastavikta ka bodh karana hoga.' (......We have to go right now and tell Umika about her reality) Vidyunmali's head snapped up at her and he stared at her with a frown. How could she say something like this?
'Samrat..........Umika ne meri kokh se janam lekar........hume apna Mata-Pita banakar hume dhanya kiya hai.' (Samrat.........Umika has blessed us by taking birth from my womb.......by choosing us her parents) she told him softly.
'Hum avashya hi uske janam-data hain.......humara adhikar hai uspar........parantu Samrat.......Shiv uski aatma ka aadha bhag hain!...........Mahadev ardhang hain Umika ke.' (Yes we gave birth to her......we have full right on her......but Samrat........Shiv is the other half of her soul!.........Mahadev is Umika's ardhang!) she made him understand.
'Satya ye hai Samrat ki ye poora bhramand, teeno lok, humare praan..........ye samast sanrachna Shiv-Shakti ke prem ka phall hai...........Aap hi batayiye Samrat.........hum jaise tucch prani, Shiv-Shakti ko ek hone se kaise rok payeinge?' (The truth is that this whole universe, the three loks, our lives...........this whole creation is a fruit of Shiv-Shakti's love........Now you tell me Samrat.........how will puny beings like us stop Shiv and Shakti from becoming one?) she asked him.
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