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Author's pov~
A man sitting on couch with knees parted wide a palm resting on one leg and another he held the long, slender stem of a hookah.
Whole room was hide behind the thick gaze of smoke of hookah and smell of alcohol. it's pungent aroma mingling with the sharp scent of tobacco.
The air was thick with the oppressive stench of alcohol, seeping from the his pores and mingling with the sour odor of sweat.
His eyes, bloodshot and cold, glinted with a malevolent intensity as he surveyed the room. The low hum of his sinister chuckle resonated through the space, sending a chill down the spines of those unfortunate enough to be in his presence.
"Attack on them today."
His cold and dangerous voice finally broke the silence. All the ministers share a horror glance among themselves and then back to their Yuvraj.
"Yuvraj! Udaipur is a powerful kingdom. Attacking on them that too in dark is against the rules of a true warrior. This can cost our kingdom alot."
A man, maybe head of ministers spoke hanging his head low. They don't want to ruin their clean and respected politics by such a foolish act.
Udaipur was know as the most powerful kingdom and after gaining protection under Rana Abhimaan no one wants to torment their realations with them. It will be considered as the biggest mistake one can make to destroy their own kingdom.
He sighed and took a sip of the dark liquor in his hand.
"Who told you they will get to know who attacked them? Just send some of our soldiers without any rajdhwaj and attack on them. It is just to distract some people to make my route clear."
He said with a devilish smile, thinking about only and only one thing--her.
But none of the minister was ready to say yes to this. They know the consequences and on above of that their Yuvraj is tormenting the rules made by their king, his father.
"But Yuvraj this is wrong. We can't attack them without any reason. And if you want we can first give them a warning letter...so that they can also prepare for war. A real warrior never attack in dark behind the back. "
One of the minister said in worrying tone which make him shook his head in frustration
"And who are you to decide this? I have my reason to attack on them. And last time when I check I was the Yuvraj not you. So do whatever you are told to."
He yelled at them furiously not want to let go of his plan. Which is the only way to send Abhimaan away from here and get close to her.
The ministers being obliged to the order sighed deepky and nodded. The head turn to leave but stop in his way listening to him.
"And remember don't let them know about who we are. I don't care how many soldiers die but they shouldn't know about us. Understand?"
He said furiously to which they nod saying.
"Ji Yuvraj."
(Yes Yuvraj.")
Soon all went away bowing a little. And now he was alone. He picked up the dark liquor jar placed on table and pour into his glass once again. Bringing close to his lips he took a sip and a deep chuckle left from his mouth,
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