Ruthless King's Love {Royality Series ~1}

CHAPTER 9

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Ranighat Palace,

"Religion is a personal affair that has nothing to do with public matters including politics. Religion is a force that teaches man the norm of humanities, tolerance and spirit. I don't think our Maharaja (Majesty) does any partiality in the name of religion.", Lakshya cold voice echoed in the Diwane Aalam (The main Court for the civilians).

"Maharaja, we aren't pointing on the err here rather we want to say the Bureaucrats who have being appointed are misapprehending or may be misjudging you" , the leader of the civilians standing in the centre of the Diwane Aalam under the showbuzz of lights.

"Maharaja as we know 'A bad workman quarrels with his tools' and here this is happening, we have witnessed him going very days and returning all plumed tussocks we doubt janab (king) that is is leaking the News of Kandelwal to any intruder" the senior solider said hesitating..

"Virat, Ayaz and Arjun keep an eye on him, every details every movement should be in our room till evening and Lakshya make the arrangements for our meet with Maharaja Sanskar we need to discuss some important aspects with him" Rehan stood from his thorn not before glancing at Lakshya and Virat for the last time. He need to have a talk with Sanskar before its late.

Nothing is permanent in life. Just as dawn follows night, so follows despair and sufferings. Cloudy sky must give place to sunny day. Misfortunes of life are bound to vanish giving place to happier days again. The message of hope is held out by the poet in this line.

"If winter comes, can spring be far?"

This line haunted him nights the lines by his father Maharaja Bharmal Singh in his dead bed. He still remember the how he had to travel all his way to Aruna Degeba (present Arunanchal Pradesh) to the bridge Bhupen Hazakaria for Dhola to north of Sadia.

(Sadia di sdyuti guess what searching for your name what did I get I hope you got to know about your name more)