Is It Hate OR Love? Jodha Akbar

Chapter 1

Riding through the entire night never-ending desert, at last, they boarded at the state boundary of the Amer kingdom. As they reach their destination, the new rising Sun's first beam comes down to welcome the young Mughal Emperor, King of the Kings, Shahenshah E Hindustan Jalal'uddin Muhammad urf Jalal. His bright, sharp orbs were shining like a precious diamond in the rumination of bright Sun with an eminent majestic aura. The sight was breathtaking; the faded orange glow was perfectly melting with the dark sapphire and lavender sky. The endless desert sand sparkled in the warmth of the soothing rays. Gradually the sunrise and began to plaster over the darkness with vivid golden shades. An impious grin curved Jalal's lips and his eyes flashed while observing the massive artistic wall of the fort and the tall, strong iron gate of the Amer entrance.

The Fifteenth Century was prepared to endorse the most significant event of the era. The moment Jalal's feet touched the Amer land, his lonely, isolated heart known to be cruel fluttered strangely and began to beat unevenly. It was like time still for the split of a second; A sudden change of feelings made King's heart restless.

While observing the exquisite fort and the flag of Amer savagely, the Mughal King dusted the sand from his Royal Rajvashi attire. He specified in a casual tone, "Abdul, Finally, we have touched our final destination with the first trace of sunshine. Let's find out what fate has written for us in the Amer." Destiny grinned at his casual mystifying statement.

Seeing a predator grin on Jalal's face, Abdul jested in an optimistic tone, "Maybe, Amer Princess, 'A Rose of the desert' Princess Jodha."

Masking his keenness, the arrogant King spoke in a blank tone, "Abdul, what we heard was surely overstated. I am not here for Amer Princess; once I conquest Amer, the princess will willingly surrender to the Mughal King. We will find out how beautiful she is?"

While his sharp-razer eyes scrutinized the Amer entrance security process, Jalal inquired in a composed voice, resting on a bench outside the border, "Abdul, did you find any noteworthy particulars about Amer King Bharmal?"

"Shahenshah, King Bharmal was crowned because of his brother's untimely death. When King Purnamal died, his son Sujamal was too young to be crowned. But recently, King Bharmal announced his son Bhagwan das as a crown prince, and Sujamal will be his subordinate to Bhagwan Das, which created a rift between prince Sujamal and King Bharmal." Abdul informed.

"Is Prince Sujamal competent enough to be a king?" Jalal queried further.

"Yes, very well, Shahenshah. He is a fearless, brave, and skilled warrior." Abdul confidently responded.

Earshot of King Bharamal betrayed, the horrifying the dark memories of his uncle's betrayal after his father's death oozed out; his face stiffened; Jalal asked in a thick tone, "Hmmm... King Bharmal appeared to be unfair to his nephew. When are we going to send emissaries with proclamations?"

Before any war or attack, Mughal's spy troop typically visited the targeted kingdom and sent a decree to surrender their kingdom to the Mughal Empire. A dependable subordinate domain pays all taxes to the Mughal empire to protect the kingdom. Under Jalal's commend, the Mughal dynasty successfully conquered over seventy percent of Hindustan, but the Rajput clan was not an easy target. He heard a lot about the brave Rajput reign; none of the Rajput Rajvanshi accepted his decree to surrender.

Ever since he heard how Amer princess Jodha fought and defeated Mughal's well-trained five warriors all by herself, since then, he desired to kneel the Amer and the princess down at his feet. Thus, Out of many Rajput kingdoms, his first target was the Amer. Every time Jalal heard Amer and Jodha, he felt an indefinite connection, which made his heart restless, confused, and surprised. This mysterious feeling brought this heartless King to Amer.