Arulmozhi Varman was pacing down a hallway. He was going to his Vanathi's room. He had many questions for her after what had happened in the morning.
_Flashback_
He was riding his elephant as a Yaanai Paagan. He was to reach Thanjai to meet his father secretly. Just then he heard a commotion. His ears alerted when he Recognised the voices as His Akka, Samudra Kumari and Vanathi. He placed his elephant in distance and slowly walked towards them, listening to their conversation.
"No one has done anything to me. Just as some people dislike the throne, I dislike palace life." Poonkuzlali gave Vanathi a sidelong mocking glance.
Vanathi stepped forward angrily. "Akka, she's teasing me again. I swear on your blessed feet, with the sky and the earth as my witness. If Price Arulmozhi survives today, if he marries me, if I'm fortunate enough to be his wife, I'll never sit on the throne of Thanjavur. This is my oath."
As Vanathi said this, The world stoped around Arulmozhi. He was hurt beyond anything. He saw everyone's reaction. He ran away from the place towards his elephant as he was getting late.
Even though he was riding the elephant, her words never left his mind. 'she had taken an oath which millions will fear to take and she took it without a second thought.... For me...' he kept thinking.
It wasn't only the monks who nursed back to health. He clearly remembered a soft female touch which was filled with love and care when he was sick with the Lankan flu in Choodamani Monastery, he had gained consciousness for some time and had felt it. He now knew who it was. The letters, her touch everything had always been real, pure. 'All this time she never intended for the throne..... She only wanted my love and here I was, insulting, teasing, ignoring her all this time.' guilt consumed him as he thought about this.
He had always loved her but never accepted it himself because all this time he had thought that she loved him for the throne. Like her uncle.
After that he had went on to saving Vanathi and Poonkuzlali from the crocodile and all, but at that time too he was lost in these thoughts.
_End of Flashback_
She heard a loud knock on her door. It was quite well into the night, so she was scared on who it was. "Vanathi!" "VANATHI!" She heard a masculine voice call from outside the door. It was Ponniyin Selvan. She calmed her nerves down. It wasn't like she hated him, but he had hurted her a lot. "Vanathi, if you don't open the door now I am going to break it." He said in a threatening tone. This got her to open the door.
When she opened the door, she was met with the eyes of Ponniyin Selvan. He was in his night robes. So was she. He wore a plane white dhoti with a shawl. He was intensely looking at her.
"What is it Ilavarasare? You shouldn't be in the porch of an unmarried women's chamber at this hour." Vanathi said sternly."You know what it is Vana, I mean Vanathi. Your oath. Why did you take it" he asked, his voice softening seeing her expression. He noticed that she still looked so beautiful, even in her plain saree and with her small minimum jwellery. Her hair which were there in a very loose braid, looked unkept and they were shining in the moonlight.
She looked at the man who stood infront of her. She knew that a big storm was coming with the question he had asked. She can't afford to make a commotion at this hour, and how were they going to explain that what was he doing in her chamber, at this hour?
"Shhh! Ilavarasare it would be better if you come inside. We can't afford a commotion at this hour." She said pulling him in.
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