Beyond The Palace Walls| ONGOING

Chapter - 29

As they navigated the dark corridors, Harshith led the way, ensuring they avoided detection.

"Almost there," Harshith whispered, his eyes scanning the area.

Agastya's hand found Meera's, offering reassurance. Suddenly, footsteps echoed down the hallway.

"Hide!" Harshith urged, pushing Meera and Agastya into a nearby alcove.

Meera's heart pounded as the footsteps approached. A palace guard paused nearby, his torch casting flickering shadows.

Meera held her breath, praying they wouldn't be discovered. The guard moved on, and Harshith signaled for them to continue.

As they reached the exit, Meera's anxiety spiked.

"What if someone sees us?" she whispered.

Agastya's calm demeanor soothed her. "We've planned for every contingency."

Harshith handed Agastya a small pouch. "For emergencies."

Agastya nodded, tucking the pouch into his belt. With a deep breath, Meera stepped into the night, leaving the palace - and her old life - behind.

Meera's eyes adjusted to the darkness as they emerged through the back door. Harshith's prior reconnaissance had paid off. She glanced at Agastya, noticing the pouch in his hand, but her curiosity remained unspoken.

As they approached the backyard gate, Meera spotted Agastya's car, sleek and unassuming. Harshith scanned the surroundings, his expression puzzled.

"Bro, where did the driver go?" Harshith asked, looking around.

Agastya playfully whacked Harshith's head. "Why are you here, then?"

Harshith stomped his foot, mock-exasperated. "If you'd told me before, I wouldn't have chosen Jaisalmer! It's literally a 6-hour drive from here."

Agastya shook his head, chuckling.

Harshith's pout deepened. "You know I hate long drives."

Agastya offered a compromise. "If you're tired, we'll exchange. You can ride in the back."

Harshith's face lit up. "Good, you don't take me for granted."

Meera watched their banter, smiling. Their friendship was a comforting constant.

As they settled into the car, Meera and Agastya in the back seat, Meera's concern surfaced. "I didn't take any clothes."

Harshith quipped, "Wear Agastya's. He's got enough to spare."

Agastya shot Harshith a playful glare before reassuring Meera, "Don't worry, we'll buy new clothes."

Meera protested, "But that's unnecessary."

Harshith chimed in, "Too late for arguments!" and started the engine.

As the car pulled away, Meera's worries faded, replaced by the thrill of the unknown.

Agastya smiled. "We'll get everything you need."

Meera's gaze met Agastya's, gratitude shining in her eyes.

Harshith's voice cut through the moment. "Music, anyone?"

The tension dissipated as Harshith fiddled with the radio, finding a lively tune. Meera's laughter mingled with Agastya's, the night unfolding like an adventure.

As the music filled the car, Meera's tension eased. She gazed out the window, watching the city give way to darkness. Agastya's hand found hers, a gentle squeeze reassuring her.