Part 17

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As the wrestling match between Abhimanyu and Charumeedh ensued, the atmosphere brimmed with energy and excitement. Abhimanyu, fueled by his father Arjuna's guidance, faced Charumeedh, with Duryodhana's watchful eye upon him.

Arjuna, sitting at the edge of the wrestling ring, leaned forward, his eyes fixed on his son. "Stay focused, Abhimanyu. Remember your training," he encouraged, his voice echoing with paternal pride.

Charumeedh, on the other side of the ring, exchanged a determined glance with Duryodhana. "Show them what you're capable of, Charumeedh. Make them regret underestimating you," Duryodhana urged, his voice resonating with confidence.

The two competitors circled each other, their muscles taut with anticipation. Charumeedh made the first move, lunging towards Abhimanyu with precision. Abhimanyu dodged swiftly, his agility a testament to his years of training.

"Nice try, cousin, but you'll have to do better than that," Abhimanyu taunted, a smirk playing on his lips as he countered Charumeedh's attack.

Charumeedh chuckled, undeterred by Abhimanyu's bravado. "You haven't seen anything yet, Abhimanyu. I'm just getting warmed up," he retorted, his competitive spirit igniting.

As the match unfolded, the spectators cheered enthusiastically, their voices echoing across the practice grounds. Among them stood Abhinaya, Abhimanyu's sister, her eyes shining with pride as she watched her brother in action.

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, the Pandavas observed the wrestling match with a mix of admiration and pride. Bhima, the strongest of the brothers, leaned in to whisper to Yudhishthira, the eldest.

"Look at Abhimanyu, brother. His skills are truly remarkable. He fights with the prowess of a seasoned warrior," Bhima remarked, his voice filled with pride.

Yudhishthira nodded, a smile of approval gracing his lips. "Indeed, Bhima. Abhimanyu's courage and determination are unmatched. He's a credit to our lineage," he replied, his eyes fixed on the wrestling ring.

Arjuna, Abhimanyu's father, watched the match with a sense of satisfaction. "Our son fights with the valor of a true Kshatriya. He has inherited the best of our bloodline," he remarked, a hint of pride in his voice.

Subhadra who listens to all of this just fills more and more proud of her son she was sooo happy

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Draupadi, her expression darkening with envy, exchanged a knowing glance with her sons, Prativindhya, Sutasoma, Shrutakarma, Satanika, and Shrutasena. "How can they praise him so fervently? He's nothing but Arjuna's son," she muttered, her voice dripping with disdain.

Prativindhya, the eldest of Draupadi's sons, clenched his fists in determination. "We cannot allow Abhimanyu to continue overshadowing us. We must devise a plan to bring him down," he declared, his tone resolute.

Sutasoma, his eyes burning with anger, nodded in agreement. "I agree. We need to show everyone that we are just as capable as he is, if not more so," he affirmed, his voice tinged with venom.

Shrutakarma, his brow furrowed with malice, sneered. "We'll make him regret the day he dared to steal our spotlight. Let's show him what happens when he crosses Draupadi's sons," he suggested, his words dripping with spite.

Satanika, his expression twisted with jealousy, nodded eagerly. "We'll catch him off guard, show him that he's not as untouchable as he thinks," he added, his voice filled with malicious intent.

Shrutasena, his features hardened with determination, spoke up. "We must act swiftly and decisively. We cannot afford to let this opportunity slip through our fingers," he urged, his eyes gleaming with determination.

Draupadi, her heart burning with envy, nodded in agreement with her sons. "Yes, my sons. We will not rest until we have brought Abhimanyu down from his pedestal," she declared, her voice filled with determination.

With their minds set on revenge, Draupadi and her sons began to hatch a sinister plot against Abhimanyu, determined to tarnish his reputation and reclaim the recognition they felt was rightfully theirs. Little did they know, their actions would set off a chain of events that would forever change the course of their fate.

Abhinaya, Abhimanyu's sister, stood at a distance, her heart heavy with concern as she observed the exchange between Draupadi and her sons. Though she couldn't hear their words clearly, the tension in their huddled conversation was palpable.

Sensing the discord among her family members, Abhinaya's brow furrowed with worry. She knew that there was animosity brewing against Abhimanyu, and she couldn't bear the thought of her brother being targeted by those who should stand by his side.

As Draupadi and her sons dispersed, Abhinaya approached cautiously, her footsteps echoing softly against the ground. She caught Prativindhya's gaze, the eldest of Draupadi's sons, and his expression sent a chill down her spine.

SHE HURRILY WENT FROM THERE

As the match ends but no one wins as they both were great warriors they decide to draw the match and everyone goes to there room to freshen up and comes back to dinning room for lunch

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AT DINNING HALL

Everyone present there having their lunch enjoying their moment laughing and eating together enjoying the lunch where the pandavas were praising Abhimanyu and Charumeedh for his war skills

And as usual Draupadi and her kids were getting jealous of it

but suddenly their attention went towards a loud sound of falling they all saw ............
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Thats it for today

sorryyyyyyyyyyy

I know a small update but promise will update soon 

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