It was the first thunderstorm of the year.
Everyone in the territory was happy thinking the hard time was finally over. There won't be a crop crisis like last year.
Everyone but the tensed prince.
"What do you mean three children went missing?"
Devansh almost shouted at the already depressed farmers.
"Calm down, Bare Chauhan (elder Chauhan)"
Rana instructed from his throne.
Today, Eshant could not sleep even after he came back from guarding the area on the distant Eastern hills. He was tired but somehow restless so as soon as the courtroom came to act, he went inside to consume into things he could have a say in.
"What will happen to our children, Rana?"
The poor farmers cried begging at the foot of the stairs that led to the King's throne.
"When was the last time you saw them?"
Eshant asked the two men whose children were missing.
"In the morning... like every day, they went to play in the town but they did not come back after the sunset. The other children of the town say, they never came to play today at all... may be on the way something happened-"
They said with horror in their eyes.
"A brother and a sister along with your daughter?"
Asked Soheb pointing at a man from his seat.
They nodded in hope.
"Please do something..."
They cried in unison.
A tremendous thunder struck somewhere nearby.
"Fine, you all go back to your houses now. We will do what we can"
Devansh dismissed them and asked the guards to not let them inside for today anymore. They had something important to discuss about.
Both Rana and his youngest son looked at Devansh with sheer disbelief.
"It is obvious, that Ahmed is behind this"
Devansh declares as soon as the guards leave.
"So what do we do now?"
Eshant says in a frustrated tone.
"What is left to be done? We know his men are already in town, all we can do is wait for him and confront him when he does"
Devansh says sitting back in his seat.
The king nods half-heartedly considering Devansh's proposal.
"And what about the children?"
Eshant demands, standing up.
"Eshant, you know we could win against the Mughal Sultan because his cousin, Sultan Ahmed, was on our side. We have spent five years there and you know if he wants something, he will have it. If it is him stealing the children because he wanted to, there is no way you can bring them back. They might already be dead by now. You don't know if the children were the ones who angered him for him to take them away, anyway!"
Devansh explained politically which raged Eshant more.
Eshant looked at the king hoping for disapproval but to his surprise the king still considered it to be valid.
"So, you are suggesting that we do not look for the children until he arrives?"
Eshant asks.
"I am"
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