Trishalini ~ The Jewel of Mahabaleshgarh

14 ~ Love is Important

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Abhinandan POV

I asked him to wage the war the day we learned about Rudra and Nandani. I wanted him to do it and kill him. I was willing to take part in it. Instead of listening to me, he blamed me and said that I was equally responsible for it.

And I hated it.

I was not responsible for it. Although I trusted Rudra and brought him into the Kingdom, he planned everything.

My father made us vulnerable in front of the whole Hind by listening to Nandani. He sent the message that we were weak.

But, it seems like everything has gone in vain.

I will never forget his decision. If he had wanted, Rudra would never have married Nandani. And I liked that. I wanted him dead.

I let out a deep exhale and freshened up. I did not meet anyone. Even after Nandani looked happy, I could not accept that she was pleased. I did not know if we were truly twins.

I would never marry a girl who would have betrayed me, not in this life and not in the other six. Even if I would die, I would never.

Strangely, I remembered Trisha all of a sudden.

"Abhinan," suddenly, my mother's voice caught my attention, and I lifted my head to notice her bringing the dinner for me.

"Maasa," I called out and sat straight.

She sat in front of me, smiled, and looked at me.

"How are you?" her voice was slightly weak, and I nodded.

"Better," I said, and she nodded, tearing a bite for me.

"I am big now, Maasa. I can eat with my hands," I exclaimed, pulling the plate towards me, and she smiled.

"You are certainly bigger now," she said, lowering her gaze and placing the torn bite on the side of the plate. I gulped with the stir of emotions. You know you only wished to eat with your hands when you were ten. Nandani would be so jealous of you as she started eating alone when she was three. And, to make her even more envious, you would continue asking me to feed you," she said, and I nodded, remembering it.

I liked teasing her.

"Yes, I remember that," I said, and she lifted her gaze to me.

"Her life is not a food bite, Abhinan," she said, and I inhaled deeply. When would they stop supporting her?

"When a person dies, it is not others who dig his grave; it's his own family who does that," she said, staring into my eyes. "Do not hurt yourself over her. It's over. She is gone. Whatever happens to her, to her family, the new one is her business now. Let her do that, live that and fight whatever comes in her path. She chose it by herself. If you cannot accept that, do not stand as a mountain before a flowing river. It might not affect the water, but it will part the river. Do not become that to your sister, knowingly or unknowingly. You have always told her she could choose for herself and let people say whatever they want. When did you stop becoming that brother? It's not your mistake, my child. It was mine. It was your father's. Suppose he had not married me before Suryadev and my wedding. Nothing of it had ever happened. Rudra would not have lost his father, nor would he have done what he did. It's your father's karma. That brought him here. It is my karma that brought me here. The battle is not your fight. You have a bright future ahead. You can mould your kingdom as you want and lead it as you desire. It's all yours to claim, my child. Leave whatever happened behind for your well-being and others, too. If you keep pulling it by yourself, our enemies will not have to do much to scatter us," she exclaimed in a slow voice, and I just looked at her.