The Saga of Amrit's Obsession

4.Should I go❓❓

Someone's pov

RAJYA PALACE

SERVANT: "Maharaj, more than 150 people are severely injured every night.

No one is willing to take on the night duty, sir..."

KING: "Who is the one bold enough to invade my kingdom and challenge my authority? Who dares?"

SERVANT: "Maharaj, it is..."

As the servant revealed the name, a tense silence fell over the room.
Some faces showed fear, while others were filled with anger.

KING: "Does he think he can come into my kingdom, kill a few of my people, and I will be afraid? How dare he..."

SERVANT: "Maharaj, more than 500 are injured...

"MINISTER:

"Silence, servant! Maharaj, this man believes he can conquer our kingdom with a few deaths.

I suggest you take immediate action. If we do nothing, they might think we are weak.

"KING: "Hmm... It's time they learn their place. Raj Mantri, what is the punishment for such treachery?"

The minister's expression darkened, fully aware of what would come next.

MINISTER: "Execution on sight, Maharaj."

The room grew quiet, everyone understanding the gravity of the situation.

The king thought for a moment before giving his order.

KING: "Raj Mantri, announce to the entire kingdom: If anyone sees Amritveer Singh Chauhan within our borders again, he will be killed on sight.

Anyone who provides information on him will be generously rewarded, but anyone who helps him will be imprisoned for life.

Now, dismiss."

The king exited, leaving a mix of fear and satisfaction in his wake.

SERVANT: "Raj Mantri Ji, what if Maharaj discovers that Amritveer isn't the real culprit and that we set him up to be killed?"
The servant's voice shook with fear.

MINISTER: "No one will find out what we did. And if they do, it will be too late."

SERVANT: "But Mantri Ji, I've heard that King Janakraj is deeply fond of his son. What if something happens to him and his father declares war?"

MINISTER: "You misunderstand. Janakraj doesn't love his son. That's why he didn't send him to the gurukul and sent him to battle at the age of twelve, hoping he wouldn't survive. If Amritveer dies, Janakraj might even reward us."

SERVANT: "But what if he declares war regardless?"

MINISTER: "Even then, I can switch my allegiance. My father was a trusted advisor to Janakraj's father. I know how to survive."

SERVANT: "You are indeed wise, Mantri Ji. I'll go and spread the orders..."

The servant left, leaving the minister with a satisfied smile.

"Amritveer, you will pay for every slight. Your days are numbered... Count them carefully."

AFTER FEW DAYS
AT NIGHT

Late at night, a man rode his horse at full speed through the darkness.

Behind him, guards chased with torches in hand, their lights flickering in the rain that had just begun to pour.

The horse ran as fast as it could, but the heavy rain and bad luck seemed to be against them.*

The man, severely injured, finally dismounted.