Words - once spoken can only be forgiven. The irreversible nature of them have always made the oldest caution the young lest they carry the regret like their ancestors. Alas! No one learns this lesson until it is too late.
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The chill of winter still lingered over Indraprastha, though the sharp bite had softened. The days had begun to stretch longer, the promise of spring evident in the golden sunlight that bathed the city. Yet within the palace, there was little time to admire the changing season—Indraprastha was preparing for war.
The victory over Jarasandh had sent ripples through Aryavarta. His death at Bheem’s hands had freed the hundred captive kings, and now, with Magadh weakened, the path to the Rajasuya Yagna was clear. But this was not an endeavor to be rushed. The brahmins and astrologers had advised that the great conquest should begin in two years' time, when the celestial alignments were most favorable. This gave Indraprastha time to prepare—and every moment had to be used wisely.
Tonight, the royal court had gathered for a crucial discussion. The five Pandavas, Krishna, Draupadi, and Abhijishya sat in council, the flickering lamps casting shadows upon the marble floors.
Draupadi, pregnant with Sahadev’s child, sat beside Yudhishthir, her presence regal despite the gentle curve of her belly. Abhijishya, seated across from her, had a wax tablet and stylus in hand, ready to document the decisions made tonight.
Yudhishthir, ever the strategist, began first.
"The conquest will span the four directions. It will not be a mere display of might but a structured campaign. In these two years, we must ensure Indraprastha remains strong in our absence, that our forces are well-equipped, and that our alliances remain steady."
His gaze turned to Abhijishya. "You will oversee the administration while we march. Trade, security, and law enforcement must remain stable in our absence. You and Draupadi will have full authority over the council in all matters within the kingdom."
Abhijishya gave a curt nod, already calculating the responsibilities that lay ahead.
"The treasury will be open for this conquest," Yudhishthir continued, turning to Draupadi. "You will ensure that finances are handled efficiently. We must strengthen our weapon production and supply chains."
Draupadi smiled wryly. "You needn’t worry, Aryaputra. If we are to march in two years, I will see to it that every grain of rice and every coin is accounted for."
Bheem, impatient as always, leaned forward, his muscular arms resting on the table. "Our army is strong, but we will need more. The recruitment should begin immediately. We must expand our infantry and train them well before we march."
Arjun nodded, his fingers drumming against the wood. "We should also focus on siege warfare. Some kingdoms will yield easily, but others will fortify their cities. We need to ensure that we have enough siege weapons, archers, and engineers to breach any defense."
Krishna, who had remained silent until now, finally spoke, his voice calm but firm. "War is not fought with weapons alone. It is fought with alliances and foresight. We must assess which kings will stand with us and which will oppose us. Some will need persuasion, others... a show of strength."
