CHANDRALEKHA - The Beginning Of Destruction ✅

71. The Condition

Raghav POV

As planned, I was all set to depart for Awadh, with a few of my soldiers, leaving my hand, Indrajeet and the head commander, Abhimanyu over there so as to protect the women.

The smallfolk was against the King, and this became evident to me as I walked through the streets. There were gossips against Yuddhjeet, and many of them were expecting me to take over him. Being covered in a shawl, I was hidden from everyone. The soldiers were walking at a distance from me, so that no one could doubt us as we strode to the borders of Vijaygarh.

We took a public buggy to Awadh to avoid appearing as royal descendants. The path was long, but beautiful since Mother Ganga accompanied us most of the time. Her jovial tides were enough to lighten up my mood. She reminds me of my mother - pure and devotional. The one who strives for others.

I glanced at the sky, and wondered if my mother must be blessing me from there. I smiled at this thought, and lowered my gaze. By the evening, we were at the outskirts of Ayodhya.

"The King had received your letter, and he wishes to see you at their palace."

The sentinels spoke to my men, and our buggy moved inside. I curled my fingers around my sword, and clutched it tightly, inhaling deeply. Sometimes, the circumstances may turn against us, and that is when we must be ready to react as soon as possible, so that we can avoid the doom.

As I stepped out of the buggy, I saw Maharaj Shauryaditya waiting for me at the entrance of a huge palace. He smiled at me, so did I. He seems younger than I was expecting him to be.

"We welcome you, Maharaj Raghav, the delight of Suryavansh, and the heir to Vijaygarh's throne. We offer you our hospitality."

He announced, and the lady standing there rotated the aarti thaal before me. She applied tilak on my forehead, and Maharaj Shauryaditya hugged me tightly.

I was not expecting such warm welcome from them, but their gestures have overwhelmed me.

The servants washed my feet, before I was welcomed by the King and the Queen into their Royal palace.

"Your gestures have moved me deeply, my King!"

I asserted, perching in the royal palace of Awadh.

"My King, your mother's father was one of closest allies. And serving you will be honour to your mother, who has always been my inspiration. My armies will be yours, but I wish to put forth a condition."

The King asserted, and my gestures stopped harking to the 'condition' part. Well, this is how royal families work. I just hope the condition he puts before me is acceptable.

"What condition?"

I sternly asked, curling my fingers around the glass of the drink that was kept before me.

"My sources are strong and reliable. They've informed me that the unborn baby is a daughter, and the one who's growing inside Prince Indrajeet's wife's belly, is also a girl."

He exclaimed, and my brows raised being flabbergasted by the fact that how sharply he is observing us.

"So?"

I asked again, and he exhaled sharply before saying

"I have twin sons - both handsome, they are learning the martial arts fiercely. Just a month ago, we celebrated their seventh name day. I want your daughters to get married to my sons."

My gaze averted from him, and roamed around the palace. He has asked for something that is more than my life for me. My daughters are even born yet, and he wants me to get them betrothed to his sons.