Sundari's mind raced as she tossed and turned in her bed, unable to shake the thought of Rudransh marrying another woman. The weight of her guilt pressed down on her, and she knew she had to take action.
"I caused Raivati's injury," she whispered to herself. "I must be the one to find the cure."
Determined, Sundari rose from her bed, her mind set on her mission. She found Simba and Radha, her loyal friends, in the courtyard.
"I'm going to find the purple grass," she announced, her voice filled with resolve. "I cannot let Rudransh marry another because of my mistake."
Simba's eyes widened in shock. "But Sundari, it's too dangerous! You can't go alone."
"I must," Sundari insisted, shaking her head. "Please, take care of Rudransh in my absence."
Radha stepped forward, her expression pleading. "Let me come with you, at least. Two are better than one."
Sundari hesitated, torn between her desire for company and her need to do this alone. Finally, she shook her head. "No, Radha. This is something I must do alone. Please, understand."
Simba, frustrated by her stubbornness, stepped forward. "If you won't listen to reason, then I'll have to tell Rudransh. He'll never forgive me if something happens to you."
In a moment of desperation, Sundari raised her hand and uttered a spell, causing Simba and Radha to freeze in place, unable to move or speak.
"I'm sorry," she whispered, tears welling up in her eyes. "I must do this."
Quickly, Sundari packed a small bag with provisions and supplies before slipping out of the palace, disguised in simple clothes. She knew she needed a token to exit the kingdom, so she devised a plan to steal one.
The streets were quiet as Sundari moved through the shadows, her heart racing with a mixture of fear and determination. She kept to the alleys, avoiding the main roads where the guards patrolled.
"I need a token to leave the kingdom," she muttered to herself. "But how do I get one?"
She spotted a lone guard leaning against a wall, his helmet tilted over his eyes as he dozed. An idea sparked in her mind, and she approached him cautiously.
"Excuse me," she whispered, shaking his shoulder gently. "Sir? Are you alright?"
The guard stirred, blinking groggily. "Huh? What? Who's there?"
"It's me, your...uh...long-lost cousin!" Sundari improvised, her voice filled with feigned excitement.
The guard squinted at her, trying to make sense of her words. "Cousin? I don't have a cousin."
Sundari slapped her forehead dramatically. "Oh, silly me! I must have mistaken you for someone else. But since you're here, could you help me with something? I need a token to leave the kingdom."
The guard yawned, still half-asleep. "A token? Why would you need a token?"
"It's a long story," Sundari said, leaning in conspiratorially. "But it involves a secret mission and a handsome reward for anyone who helps me."
The guard perked up at the mention of a reward. "A reward, you say?"
"Yes, a huge reward," Sundari lied smoothly. "But I need that token first."
The guard fumbled in his pockets, pulling out a token and handing it to her. "Here you go, cousin. Don't forget about that reward!"
Sundari grinned, tucking the token into her bag. "Thank you, dear cousin! I'll make sure you're well compensated."
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Praise The Husband
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