after hearing to abhi Duryodhana linked some strings and
Duryodhana: take me there zara
abhi : okay
Duryodhana and abhi went to that room till then the maid informed karn about this
IN THAT CHAMBER
Duryodhana looked at lady and was shocked to see her , he was about to fall when 2 power full hands
?????: what happened Duryodhana
abhi: who are you
mean while karn entered the chamber
?????: first who are you
karna: Ashwathama
ashwathama: mitra karn yeh-*suddenly looked at the lady*
Duryodhana: mitra what is this *pointing towards lady*
ashwathama : why didn't you told us
karna: bcz i don't want to hurt you
Duryodhana: oh no that is not reason
ashwathama: you just want to every thing alone
Duryodhana: we are a family mitra
abhi: will some one tell me what is going here
ashwathama: ma hu panchal naresh dron putra ashwathama
abhi: hmm
ashwathama: and you
abhi: Please accept the greetings of Subhadranandani Abhinaya.
ashwathama: kya *wided eyes*
Duryodhana: *noded*
abhi: but papa who is she
karna: *smiles*
ashwathama : papa *with shocked face*
karn: she is THE ONE WHO RULES MY HEART, MY LIFE, MY LOVE, MY BETTER HALF, MY SOLE , MY WIFE VRISHALI*IN ALOUD VOICE*
by karn voice evry one gathered there and become shock to see vrishali
Duryodhana: mitra what happened to bhabhi
ashwahama: 1st question is when did it happened
karn: 7 month before
karn pov
flash back
vrishali was wa sin the garden pluking flowers when a old lady came there and told vrishale to cunsume a apple as it was prasad of lord vishnu , she ate it and after an hour when we were in the court When Vrushali wake up, she fainted and fell on the throne. we immidately took her to the and called doctor
in the room
karn: what happened doc
he said that he don't know what happened to vrishali but didn't lose hope till 2 months when every doc in the arvart said that they have no clue what happened to her then i stared praying to god and perfomed a yagana to immpress ashwani kumars and when they appere they said that
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ABHINAYA : WORRIOR PRINCESS OF MAHABHARTA
Historical Fiction*IT IS A JUST A FRICTION
