Coming from someone who has been a part of someone's schemes, try to avoid them as much as possible, or, think farther than they do.
I posses neither of those skills. I am not a quick thinker. But my husband and my dear friend is.
So that's what we ended up doing.
Krishn and Yudhishthir sat in the lounge, while we discussed further strategies. Bheem, Arjun, Nakul and Sahadev too sat by, waiting on what their Samrat decided. Jyeshth had gone home to his parents.
" But is it wise to have the army out? Wouldn't that indicated agression on our part? " Yudhishthir asked, when Krishn shook his head.
" No Jyeshth, you misunderstand. I don't want you to have your guards armed all threoigh the eight prahars of ghe day, just enough for someone to know, that if they dare attack you, they will suffer. " Krishn moved the cavalry to the main gate on the map.
" But Govind, why don't we just take up war. If you so claim it to be inevitable, why delay it? We've taken our five years. Karali's insult needs to be avenged! Mini's culprit must be punished! " Sphulingini exclaimed.
" Sakhi, all that has to happen happens on its own time. We cannot have war right now, because your husband and his brothers need to meditate. You need to earn the required powers to be able to fight -"
" - why so much effort just to kill those hundred idiots? " Sahadev growled and Krishn rested a hand on his shoulder.
" Sahadev, one must always be prepared, for any scenario, you may think that it's just a war among you, but this war will consume all of Aryavart with it. This war is the holy fire, in which, the deaths of all the adharmis is the ultimate sacrifice to Kaal Bhairav. The one who brings justice to all. He brings them to their kaal, " Krishn said and my mind drifted to our conversation nearly two years ago.
' Other than your husband and his brothers, all of Aryavart and Kuruvansh will lose their lives in this war. It is inevitable'
" Sagarika? What do you think? " I was shook put of my reverie by q concerned Kali, who put her hand on my head out of comfort.
" I -" My heart caught in my chest, fear bubbling in me as I scanned the room.
" Mumma! " A sudden voice called, as Abhi rushed in, thumping into my legs as he threw his hands around my waist.
" Didi and I made a new friend! Vir!" He exclaimed, as Madhu ran in with Krishn's son from the courageous, Nagnajiti.
Just as courageous as his mother, he too held the bravery in his honey eyes, ones he borrowed from his mother, while the curly, dark jet black, hair from his father.
" Mumma? " A concerned voice asked as two small hands made their way to my face, wiping away what I realised were tears.
" Are you alright mumma? Did something hurt you? " Madhu asked suddenly, her new friend abandoned as she walked over to me.
" Sagarika? " Yudhishthir asked, himself standing up, while I felt all other eyes on me in the room, yet the one that hurt the most were the ones who looked over to me, not in pity, not in sadness. But in plain acceptance of the truth.
" Sakhi, I think you have become far too emotional knowing your children have made friends. Does Madhu really not make many friends? " Krishn teased as I felt Yudhishthir's hand on my shoulders.
" Is everything alright? " He asked softly, but my eyes were still trained on both Madhu and Abhi.
" No -I -" But it made no sense, my mind was running faster than I should let it, my hands were sweaty as I wrung them, then wiped them on my saree.
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