Maya's Pov ~
Walking back from the Royal court , i turned towards my nephew Abhimanyu as he was following me to my chamber,feathering his cheek softly i said" Abhimanyu, humme shma kr dijiye hum kbhi apke jeevan me Bhai Shaheb ka sthan nhi le payenge aur nahi hum unka sthan Lena chahte hein ,prntu hum apko vachan dete hein aane wale samay me hmari apni santan se phle hum apko manege , apko har wo adhikar hum denge jiske aap hakdaar hein .." a tear escaped his eyes hearing my words , holding my both hands , he placed his hand on the back of my hands shivering and crying like a little kid ,i could feel his warm tears on my hand as he said "Aap humse shma mangkar humme praya kr rhi hein Bua Shaheb , hum nhi jante hmari Ma shaheb kaisi dikhti thi ,hum nhi jante ma ka pyar kaisa hota hai ,hum nhi jante ki hum kis cheez ke hakdaar hein, hum keval itna jante hein jbse humne hosh smbhala hai humne apko sada hi apni mata ke sthan prr dekha hai ,aapne hmari Bua shaheb hokar bhi humme ek mata ka prem diya hai ,hum bss itna jante hein aaj se aap hi hmari mata aur pita dono hein ,hum bhi apko ek vachan dete hein ek santan ki bhanti sada apki dhaal bnkar apki rksha krenge ,kbhi apki ankhon me ansoon nhi aane denge .." i smiled at my little Maan,i kissed his forehead lovingly and whipping his tears with my pallu i tried to lighten his mood "Aree humme toh lga tha hmara Abhimanyu abb ek yodha hai prntu aap toh aaj bhi whi bhavuk se nanhe se Maan hein ,agar aap aise hi rote rhe toh humari rksha krne ke samay se purav hi aap andhe hojayenge isilye rona bandh kijiye aur jakar vishram kijiye kyunki hum nhi chahte hmare nye angrakshak vishram na krne ke karan kamjoor pad jaye " he chuckled at my words and pulling me into a small hug he said " Subh Ratri Bua shaheb aap bhi jakar sojaiye hum bhi nhi chahte ki kal Sultan ke samkash aap kamjor pdd jayein aur phir humme punh apki rksha hetu aana pde ... " i glared at him and before i could pinch his ear he rushed out of my reach , saying "Hum aaj bhi apke hath nhi ayenge bua shaheb .. hahaa" i laughed at his childishness "Ishwar apko sada khush rkhe Maan " i muttered to myself ,he was always my favourite child as i felt a different connection towards him since he was born . I still remember the day when his mother died during her labour and i heard his first cry , since that day i tried my best to not make him cry for his mother's love or anything else but today I saw him crying my heart ached at his vulnerable state , it was another reason to hate that devil in the form of Sultan , i never had the feeling of hate or disrespect to anyone but him i hated him to the core of my heart because he made me an orphan ,he made me a killer and i don't know what else he is going to do with me tomorrow
.Walking back to my chamber i asked the guards and female servants for privacy as i wanted to spend some time with myself, i went to the dressing table and got rid of all the heavy jewellery and the heavy lengha as i wrapped myself in a comfortable white cotton cloth and sat in the bathing pool which was next to my bedroom it was a small pool with a few chandelier's and heavy white curtains all around .
Closing my eyes i took a deep breath inhaling the aroma of Jasmine and sandalwood mixed with the bathing water , keeping my head on the last stair of the pool ,i tried to relax my body but the pain which i have been hiding from everyone was now killing me , everything changed with a blink of eye .
Tears railed out of my eyes as i couldn't hold the guilt anymore ,my heart ached with the thought that i had no one to share my pain ,i felt like giving up everything but the promise i had made to my people didn't allowed me to do so , for the one last time I dived into the cold water and along with that dive i had left behind princess Maya somewhere in the depth of water .
After taking a long bath i changed into a pair of white cotton lengha and blouse .
Standing in front of my Baapu Shaheb's sword which belonged to me as the new queen of Magadha ,i promised
" Hum , Mayawati Sisodhiya apne swarg vasi Mata pita ko sakshi mankar aaj ye vachan lete hein ki Magadha ki raksha hetu agr humme swayam ka jivan bhi tyag Krna pde toh hum sankhonch nhi krnege , swayam jal jayenge prntu Magadha ke samman prr koi aanch nhi aane denge " i touched the sword with my head seeking my Bappu Shaheb's blessings ,keeping it back on the dressing table respectfully ,I walked to my bed as it was already late night and a few hours were left for the meeting with the nightmare of Magadha, Sultan Amir Qasim Ali Khan itself , i don't know what will be the consequences of this meeting but all i know is I'll have to lose something precious in return of my countries freedom ,soon my eyelids felt heavier and i don't know when, i drifted into a deep sleep .
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