Mahabharata- I Wish This Lasts Forever(Editing)

Chapter-48|Agyatavas-7

"What are those people from Hastinapur doing here?" Uttar turned to me, his curiosity piqued.

I glanced at him, trying to appear nonchalant about the entire situation. It felt like the air was thick with tension.

"This is impossible, Gandharaj! There shouldn't be anyone in my palace except my loyal subjects," Viratraj insisted, his voice laced with uncertainty.

Uttar's gaze bore into me.
"Stop staring!!," I whispered, feeling the urgency of the moment.
"But Viratraj! We have solid intelligence and even conducted an exhaustive inquiry. Just tell us the truth—it's no big deal. They're not important; they're just our slaves," Shakuni chimed in with a sinister grin that hinted at the chaos to come.

I couldn't believe it. I was the sister of Devakinandan Krishn and Rajkumari of Dwarka. With the Pandavas by my side, gifts from the gods, and Draupadi born from Agni—how could we ever become your slaves, Evil Mamshree?"

"I'm sorry, Gandharaj and Yuvraj Duruyodhana. I thought your visit was meant to foster friendship between Hastinapur and my Kingdom, but now it seems accusations are flying. I must ask you to leave," Viratraj asserted, gesturing for them to exit.
"Viratraj... grant us some time to search your kingdom and then we'll go!," Shakuni's tone took on a seductive quality, adding to the air of danger.
"I'm afraid, Gandharaj, that no one from your beloved Hastinapur is here. Please, leave quietly," Uttar interjected, a hint of authority in his voice.

"Are you aiding those people in your palace, Viratraj? Why not just admit it?" Shakuni replied, winking mockingly.

Ugh, even Valak seemed more appealing than him right now.
"Listen, we have no clue what you're talking about," Uttar shouted, frustration rising.

I noticed how Duruyodhana remained silent, his gaze fixed outside. Was he plotting something or just lost in thought? Not a hint of his usual chatter.
"I'm not permitting you to remain in our Kingdom. You must leave, now," Viratraj's voice grew louder, determination evident.
"Angaraj Karna has arrived!" the guards announced, heralding the entrance of someone significant.

Angaraj? Dhaksha, this cannot be a good day for you.

"My poor sister," I heard Kanha chuckle
"You save everyone else across the world, but now it's my turn! If they catch me, our Agyatvas will be jeopardized," I replied, urgency creeping into my tone.
"This is your story, and you have to navigate it. Not me," he teased.
"I know you're laughing right now. I hate you, goodbye," I pouted, feeling the weight of impending events.
"But remember, Krishn loves you, my sister," he said, his tone turning serious.

"What's happening, Dhaksha? Your brother has arrived," Uttar whispered, suspicion tightening around his words.
So that's why Duruyodhana had been staring outside.

"Yes, yes," I replied, forcing a smile as I noticed Karn was already at the edge of the courtroom.

"Please don't look at me, Karn.
"Just act tough. Stand firm, I told myself, a mix of anxiety and determination coursing through me."
As he walked past me without so much as a glance, I felt a strange mix of relief and disappointment.

"Welcome, Angaraj. What brings you here today?," Viratraj asked, his tone guarded.
"I'm here for my Mythran, Duruyan. I'm with him," Sakha stated, his allegiance clear.

"Why do you all suspect we harbour your people? We have nothing to do with your so-called slaves," Viratraj shouted, frustration simmering beneath the surface.

Yet, Sakha stood wordlessly beside Duruyodhana, his silence heavy with implications.
"Then grant us a chance to search your kingdom and palace," Duruyodhana finally spoke, his voice steady.