Threads of Love

52. Critical condition

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At Arjun's palace, the news of the failed attack reached Mansi, who was furious. She had been so sure that Kashi would be dead by now, but instead, the woman had somehow survived.

"This isn't over. Kashi may have escaped this time, but I will make sure she doesn't get another chance." said Mansi.

Arjun, though disappointed by the failure, remained calm. "We underestimated Shivansh's determination. But Mansi, don't let your anger cloud your judgment. We need a new plan, one that will truly break him." said Arjun.

Mansi nodded, her mind already racing with new ideas. "Next time, we won't leave anything to chance. Kashi will pay for everything she's taken from me." said Mansi.

Aarav, who had been silent throughout the conversation, finally spoke up. "We'll strike again, and when we do, Shivansh won't be there to save her. She won't survive the next attack." said Aarav.

Mansi's lips curled into a cruel smile. "Good. Let's make sure of it." said Mansi.

The ambulance had arrived and Kashi who was now unconscious was being taking inside. Shivansh was very worried for Kashi. He was sitting in the ambulance while holding her hand. Suddenly a flashback hit him.

Flashback, some days back, it was Janmashtami. The day where Indian god Shree Krishna was born at midnight. This day is celebrated with a lot of excitement. The palace had been alive with color, music, and the sweet aroma of freshly prepared prasad.

Kashi came out of the kitchen with the makhan she prepared. When she saw Akshita and Anita in the hall. They looked at Kashi. " Kashi, come here we have to tell you this." said Akshita, " What is it, Maa sa?" asked Kashi while sitting down.

Akshita and Anita exchanged knowing glances. The conversation had drifted to children, with Akshita fondly recalling stories of Shivansh's childhood, much to his embarrassment.

"Shivansh was such a mischievous child. Always running around, getting into trouble. We used to call him our little Krishna because of the pranks he used to play." said Akshita while smiling.

Anita laughed, nodding in agreement. "Oh yes! He would steal sweets from the kitchen and blame it on the servants. It was always so hard to stay angry with him." said Anita.

Kashi listened with amusement, picturing a young Shivansh causing chaos in the palace. She could see the twinkle in Akshita's eyes as she reminisced, and it warmed her heart to see how much love there was between them.

After a moment, Akshita turned to Kashi, her expression playful yet filled with affection. "Kashi, now that you're part of our family, when are you planning to bring the Krishna of our house? It's about time we had a little one running around again, don't you think?"

Kashi's cheeks flushed at the question, caught off guard by the sudden shift in conversation. "Maa sa." she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper, "I... I hadn't really thought about it..." said Kashi.

Anita, who had been listening intently, leaned forward with a teasing grin. "Come now, Kashi. You and Shivansh have been married for a while now. We're all eagerly waiting for the pitter-patter of tiny feet in this palace." said Anita.

Shivansh, who had been enjoying the conversation from the sidelines, decided to join in on the fun. He leaned closer to Kashi, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips.

"You hear that, Kashi? Maa and Bua sa are eager to become grandmothers. I think they're giving us a not-so-subtle hint." said Shivansh.

Kashi's face turned a deeper shade of red, and she shot Shivansh a flustered look, her eyes wide with embarrassment. "Shivansh!" she whispered, trying to reprimand him, but her voice was tinged with a hint of shyness.