𝐀𝐧𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐚 : 𝐸𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐷𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠

~🥀The Threat Looms🥀~

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The courtyard echoed with the sharp sound of a sword cutting through the air. Anubhav moved with fierce precision, his bare chest glistening with sweat under the soft morning sun. He wore nothing but a simple black dhoti tied at his waist, leaving his powerful frame on full display.

The sword in his hand was an extension of his strength, slashing and striking with a fluidity that spoke of years of practice. Each swing carried a force that could break through steel, his movements swift yet calculated. Dust swirled beneath his feet with every pivot, his steps light yet firm, like a predator circling its prey.

His muscles rippled with every strike, his broad shoulders and strong arms moving with effortless power. Sweat trickled down his chest, tracing the defined lines of his body before vanishing into the dark fabric at his waist. His breathing was steady, controlled, each exhale sharp and focused.

His hair, damp with sweat, clung to his forehead, adding a wild edge to his already intimidating presence. His eyes, intense and unyielding, burned with a determination that seemed to pierce through the air. He wasn’t just practicing; this was his way of preparing for the battles he fought every day—visible or hidden.

As the final strike cut through the air, he stilled, his chest rising and falling as he caught his breath. His sword hung loosely at his side, its blade gleaming in the sunlight. Even in his stillness, he exuded power, a force no one could dare challenge.

This was Anubhav, a king in every sense of the word, standing tall and commanding in the solitude of his domain.

As he delivered one final, decisive slash, a voice called from behind, breaking the silence.

"Rana sa," said a deep, measured voice. It was Rajveer, the head of Anubhav's special security team. Unlike the palace guards, Rajveer’s presence carried an air of secrecy and authority.

Anubhav didn’t turn immediately. He slid his sword into its sheath and glanced back, his gaze sharp. "Hmm"

Rajveer stepped forward, his expression tense but professional. "Rana sa, yeh jaankari atyant gupt hai. Main chahta hoon ki yeh baat ekaant mein ho."

Anubhav’s piercing eyes scanned the courtyard, where a few guards and workers were scattered. Without hesitation, his voice boomed with authority, " Ekaant "

The command was absolute, and within moments, the courtyard was emptied. Only Anubhav and Rajveer remained.

Anubhav stepped forward, the hilt of his sword resting against his side. "Ab bolo."

Rajveer took a deep breath, his tone cautious but direct. "Rana sa, hamare suraksha dal ke andar ek 'mole' hai. Woh dushman ke saath mila hua hai aur Malik Madam ke baare mein jaankari ikattha kar raha hai."

At the mention of Malik Madam, Anubhav’s expression darkened, his entire body tensing. His jaw clenched, and a dangerous gleam flickered in his eyes.

"Rana sa, abhi tak woh chhupke kaam kar raha tha, lekin hamare aadmi ne uske kuch suspicious movements pakde hain. Woh Malik Madam ke bare mein zyada pata lagane ki koshish kar raha hai," Rajveer continued carefully.

Anubhav’s hand tightened on the hilt of his sword, his knuckles whitening. His voice was a deadly whisper. "Woh aadmi zinda nahin bachega. Pehle uska naam pata karo."

"Hum uska trail follow kar rahe hain, Rana sa. Jaldi hi saboot ke saath report denge," Rajveer assured him.

"Jab tak yeh mamla khatam nahin hota, Haseena ki ek ek harkat ki hifazat tumhare zimmedari hai. Agar unki taraf ek bhi galat nazar uthi, us nazar ke maalik ka sar kalam kar dena," Anubhav warned, his voice dripping with lethal intent.

Rajveer bowed, acknowledging the command. "Samajh gaya, Rana sa."

Anubhav stood in the empty courtyard as Rajveer left, his mind already crafting the steps he would take. Haseena’s safety was no longer a matter of duty or responsibility—it was his obsession. If the world dared to touch her, he would burn it to ashes.

At Night in Royal Office only Anubhav was present checking upon the political updates.. Was interrupted as Rajveer, the head of his elite security team, entered the Room by his permission.

The man's face was grim, his usually confident stance replaced by an unease that caught Anubhav’s attention immediately.

“Rana sa,” Rajveer’s voice was low, serious. “The situation is worse than we thought.”

Anubhav’s sharp gaze flicked toward him, but he said nothing, signaling with a motion of his hand for Rajveer to continue.

"Malik Madam ki security compromise ho gayi hai," Rajveer continued, his tone barely above a whisper. "Humein shak hai ki mole ne already dushman ko zaroori jankari de di hai."

Anubhav’s jaw tightened, and for a moment, a dangerous calm washed over him. He took a slow breath, his thoughts racing. The idea that someone within his own ranks had betrayed him, especially regarding Haseena’s safety, was more than ..—it was a challenge. And challenges, as far as Anubhav was concerned, were meant to be obliterated.

“Toh mole ab unke haath mein hai,” Anubhav murmured, his voice cold and low. His mind spun with the implications. If the enemy had the information, if they had enough to destabilize his kingdom or threaten Haseena, everything could unravel in an instant.

Rajveer nodded grimly, confirming the worst of Anubhav’s fears. “nahi, Rana sa ..humare paas uska pata hai. Wo abhi bhi sheher mein hai, aur hum usse corner kar chuke hain. Jaise hi hum uspar hamla karenge, hum usse pakad lenge.”

Anubhav’s expression remained unchanged, but his mind worked quickly. There was no room for mistakes, no time for hesitation. He needed to act—swiftly and ruthlessly. He ordered Rajeev to move on.

What will be his next move?
Who the enemy is ?
What's the actual purpose in the leakage of Haseena's Information?
Be with the Book to know further..

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