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Note: This chapter has 5000 words, so make sure you read till the end :)
*** Nanda ***
"Why did you do this?" I asked as I stormed into Bapu's office.
"Do what, kanna?" he asked.
"Send me to the prince," I replied. "Make me understand his pain. Is this supposed to make me feel guilty for hating him or do you think...."
"Kanna, stop talking," he interrupted, and I fell silent.
"Sit down," he said calmly, and I sat down.
Why do I still listen to him? He killed my mother....
"I did not send you to the prince to make you guilty for hating him," he explained. "You never hated him in the first place. You were angry at him for reasons that have nothing to do with him, but I know if left unsettled, the anger will soon grow into hatred, and my son is not the kind of person who would hate the wrong people."
I fell silent, and my eyes unintentionally softened.
"I was responsible for what happened to you. The King is responsible for what happened to you. King Parthan is responsible for what happened to you," he continued. "And we deserve all the hatred in your heart, all the curses that your little mind could come up with, and all the torturous ways that you think we should repent our sins, if we could repent them, that is.... but the prince... he has nothing to do with any of this, Kanna."
My eyes were filled with tears as I heard those words.
What does he mean by curses and torture? I would burn the entire world before I would let even a fly hit my father. Why would I even hate him?
King Parthan, yes, obviously!
The King, yes, to an extent, but sometimes I remember how I used to love him and how well he treated me and still treats me, and then it becomes difficult... but Bapu.... I never hated him... I certainly wish I did... but I could never... and that just makes me a horrible son.... to love the man who murdered my mother....
"I... I need to leave," I said, standing up, trying to hide my tears. "I'm getting late for the training."
"You need to adjust your hair, it's messy," Bapu said as I turned to leave. "You can't represent the state like that."
"Right," I nodded and tried to adjust my hair in the full-length mirror that Bapu has in his office.
He used to say it is for times when he feels like looking at the beauty of God's creation.
Yet despite my best efforts, my hair still looked messy. Usually Bapu is the one who styles my hair, but I didn't want to ask for help.
I tried for a couple more minutes but eventually got tired, and I was getting late as well.
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