Chapter 13

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“i hope you guys know what to do..” Lord Ved Vyas said. Everyone nodded except Mohini, she was still lost. She was scratching back of her neck, she wasn't quite feeling included whatever there plan was.

Ved Vyas went away as everyone took his blessings. Mohini was about to go back but was stopped by Kunti. “what happened..?” she asked confused.

“We have to go somewhere..” she said as she took my hand and all of them started walking. “First of all, you guys are looking really creepy right now, second of all, where are we even going at this time?” she asked scared.

“shree it's not the time to joke.” Mata Kunti said sternly, “i am not joking I am seriously asking, where are we going?” she genuinely asked her , “we are going to palace of panchal.” Kunti answered her question, still walking while holding her hand.

“do guys want to die, he is going to kill us, I have heard he is a really great fighter, what if Bheem isn't able to fight him, what if he locks us up in his palace's cage, what if-” Mohini's blabbering came to an halt when Yuddhisthir yelled “shut up Mohini! Either come with us or stay here!” Mohini flinched at his sudden yelling, while everyone was shocked. Yuddhisthir is not kind of person to lose his cool, but this situation is getting him.

Mohini didn't say anything after that and stayed silent the whole way.
They reached there but were welcomed by arrows, whose blade gave Mohini a cut on the back of her hand she whinced at the pain but no one noticed.

“How dare you enter into the premises of Panchal after what you did to my daughter!” he roared. “i am going to kill you!” he shouted as he summoned an arrow. “Wait Panchal Naresh!” a mesmerizing voice came.

Mohini peeked from Bheem shoulders. That man was wearing a crown with a peacock feather, with rain clouds hue on his skin, he had his beautiful enchanting eyes. A beautiful flute adoring his waist. Is he who Mohini think he is.

“they are none other than the Pandavas..”he continued. Draupad was shocked, this can't be real. They all died 5years ago, how is possible, he thought.

“if they are Pandavas..they deserve even harsher punishment! They planned it to insult Panchal. They did it because they wanted to make my daughter's life a living hell!” he roared again, while Kunti was still shaking her head, denying the allegations. Mean while Mohini was still looking at the man with peacock feather on his head.

It was you who decided her faith Panchal Naresh!” The man with the peacock feather said. Draupad went delimma after that. He remembered the the day when Drishtadyum and Draupadi were born.

A tear fell from his eye remembering that day, he regrets it so much. “No it's happening to her you can't blame them Maharaj” he continued.

“it better if you welcome them with open arms.” he finished, trying to make Draupad understand. He nodded and put his arrow down as he joined his hands.

Long story short everyone was welcomed into the place and day after tomorrow the brothers gonna marry Panchali. Now they were all sitting in Mata Kunti's room in the palace.

Nakul was sitting on the ground, besides the bed and had his head on his Mata's lap, while the other four were sitting infront of her, Bheem and Yuddhisthir were sitting on the chair and Sehdev and Arjun were sitting  on the ground. Mohini was sitting beside her Mata, cloth, which she tore from her own sari she was wearing, wrapped around her plam to stop the blood. But her mind was still at the peacock feathered man.

She wanted to know his name, she wanted to know if he really was..who she thought he was. He looked so divine, is he even real?

Kunti turned to Mohini but saw her hand and bloodied cloth wrapped around her plam, she gasped and took her hand to take a look of, which broke Mohini out her deep thinking.

“When did this happen putri!” she worriedly asked tears welling up in her eyes, by now the brothers were also surroundings her to take a look.

“when we came here and Maharaj Draupad attacked us with his arrow, that time the cut happened..." She said slowly. “it's not tha-” “Not that bad?! Are you kidding me Shree?!” Yuddhisthir said concerned. “I thought you had important matters to handle.” Mohini said in a taunting manner.

She was still angry about him shouting at her. He looked at her and was about to apologise when a voice interrupted them,
“Bua!” a cheerful voice it was. Mohini immediately turned around to look at him.

“Krishna!” Kunti ma said brightly. “Krishna?!” Mohini screamed, she got the confirmation she needed, and ran towards him. She hugged him with so much force, that he stumbled backwards. But still had cheerful smile on his face.

“Oh my god! My Krishna! Oh my!” slowly tears started to well up in her eyes. She was about kneel down but Krishna stopped her shaking his head, tell her no.

Madhura, Apne krishn ko dekh koi rota hai kya Bhala?” he asked so sweetly taking her chin in his fingers and wiping off the tears. Oh lucky Mohini felt right now.

Tum Madhav Ko janti ho, Shree?” Arjun asked, but for a reason he didn't like the fact how close Mohini was to Madhav. And so did the other brothers.

“Inko kon nahi Janta..” Mohini said looking lovingly in her Krishn eyes. She quickly wiped her tears. “mai bhi Bhala, apko dekh ke rona suru, apse kitni batein karni hai, chaliye” she interwind her hands and was about to go away when,

“Mohini I think it's time you go to sleep.” Yuddhisthir said sternly, but was looking at their interwind hands. Mohini grumpily looked at him, “Yeah I will but bit later” she replied back coldly and turned to Krishn.

“i will be waiting for you outside, I have a lot to ask you” she said happily and went away.

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There goes the thirteenth chapter!!

Mohini finally met her Krishn! But some people are jealous..but who cares!

Sorry for late update but I guess it will be happening frequently as I am a 10th student.

Sorry for the grammatical spelling mistakes!

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