Akdha FF- A tale of ice and fire Chap 10: Part I 03/22/2020 - Page 8

Originally posted by: JDTKP

Adham khan is heartless idiot n coward😡.

Heartless person killed so many people.

Bad timing abdul bhaiya.👎🏼

I hope adhan khan gets his punishment.

N now it’s time for sharif’ud’din to face jalal.

Hope he doesn’t do anything to amer, bakshi n jodha.

N jalal can get their in right time to save them.

Thanks for the update dr.🤗

Indeed!! well I didn't wanna kill him so soon, thought a villian like him might come in handy later :P

Yes, I hope the same..

ur welcome :)

Originally posted by: cute.manasi

very well penned...👏

loved the way u described the scenes...😃

waiting for the next....his wit ...

Thankyou for the lovely words

would try dropping one by this weekend..

Originally posted by: Ifakdha

Yayy another update

Here's a special hug to you for this🤗

Ufffff I can imagine the fierce look of Jalal after reading your description. Very well described.

If Abdul did not interrupt, the chapter of Adham would have have been closed here only. Anyways a story will not be interesting without villians 😉

Overall its an awesome update

hey thanks a lot, that hug is more than welcomed :) n thanks you liked it..what can I ask more..

n Yes very true,, let him live n suffer :P

Thanks again wishu..

Originally posted by: sm1308

Indeed!! well I didn't wanna kill him so soon, thought a villian like him might come in handy later :P

Yes, I hope the same..

ur welcome :)

Ohh ok 🤣🤣🤣

Wow! What an amazing update. Thanks for updating. If possible pls dont make us wait for the next chapter.

Jalal will win

Nice update

Part IIB...but fear his wit more!....(continued)

(While Jalal was absorbing the details Abdul was offering him, 24hrs back, in Amer, the fateful day had already begun) The sun had gotten down. Jodha and Bhagwant Das were still standing at the gates of palace looking at the settling dust, left by Sujamal’s departure.

Jodha (tearfilled): He’ll be back once his anger subsides.

Bhagwant Das (agonised): I pray so, but somehow I don’t believe it. We need to send a search party for him. He’s way too angry, might get himself in trouble.

Bhagwant Das went running back to palace and teary Jodha followed..

In the palace, the festivities of Ganguar had turned down into a deathly silence. The court had been adjourned and Raja Bharmal was pacing his room worried. Mainavati was inconsolable..

Rani Mainavati (sobbing): I told you he’d be disappointed, but you wouldn’t listen. Look, what has happened. He is so enraged, I fear, I fear Rajasaa what if he does something…

Raja Bharmal: Please Ranisaa be patient, nothing is gonna happen to him. He’ll be back soon. I have asked the prime minister to depart with a search party to affirm his whereabouts. He’ll be back before you know it. Get a grip on yourself.

Bhagwant Das: Bapusaa! You’ve already sent the search party. I just came in to seek your permission to leave after Sujamal.

Raja Bharmal: You’re not going after him.

Bhagwant Das (irritated): But why?Didn’t you see the way he left?

Raja Bharmal (calmly): I have already sent Vikram Singh (the prime minister) with the search party. Bhagwant, you take in charge of the position of acting commander in chief of the army in Vikram’s Singh’s absence. You know the situations at the border.Vikram Singh will be back with Sujamal, I’m sure of it. I can’t afford both my princes gone at the time they‘re needed the most.

Bhagwant Das knew his father was right. A rebellion of this kind can lure in and boost up morale of the enemies. He felt disappointed, but complied to what the king had asked for.

(Same time around at Nagaur- Sharif’ud’din’s palace) Sharif’ud’din was all armour clad, ready to march for Amer. He looked into his expression in the mirror and smirked at how the situation seemed to be in his favour. The news of Jalal in Malwa had already reached him. He was amused that how stupid Adham Khan could get. The idiot didn’t even thought of an escape plan- useless skunk, oh! probably a dead skunk by now. But, that pathetic imbecile did give Sharf’ud’din some benefit, bought him more time. By the time, Jalal would come to know about his attack on Amer, the city would fall, fort seized, royals slaughtered, subjects killed, and that beautiful heck of a gem, Harka bai..He still couldn’t believe that the Rajputani had a thing for the “devil”..He laughed like a maniac, afterall it took ages for the luck to run in his favor. The thought of the princess, the weapon he would use to crush the might of that devil, drenched him into pleasure. But, the trail of thoughts were broken by the entry of bakshi.

Bakshi: What is this turmoil? Where are you heading, my lord?

Sharif’ud’din kept staring in the mirror and turned to look back at Bakshi with a devilish grin.

Sharif’ud’din: Wife! Didn’t you hear. I’m heading to crush the pride of Kachwahas of Amer. I shall annex the city, adding another territory to my reign.

Bakshi: “No Rajput kingdom to be annexed until ordained by the Shehan’shah’e’ hind”- the official decree reads. I thought, my lord knew how to read? Alas!

Sharif’ud’din (scoffed and roughly held Bakshi’s chin): This tongue, this pride you siblings inherit and so commonly share, I so very hate it (and spat). But believe me, this pride will go, all down in flames, when I shall get hold of that beautiful celestial princess of Amer.

Bakshi (in disgust): So, all this, just for another woman?

Sharif’ud’din (whispered): Not just any another woman. You would know, when you would witness the hell your “devil” brother would go through, when I would rip her heart out. Tell me! Would you still carry this pride, when I crush that of your “devil” brother’s? Believe me, I have found the chord that will be the end him and his reign. The pain, I shall inflict, will haunt him for years and years to come. The shreds I shall leave him in, you would die picking, my dear wife..

Bakshi trembled. What is with this princess and my brother? What is he talking about? How he seems so confident that his actions could harm my brother? How is this even possible, she is a Rajput and we’re Moguls, what could be the connection? How a harm to her can devastate the Shehan’shah’e’hind?

Unable to figure out anything, all she knew was that, she had to stop Sharif’ud’din. There is noway that she can let Amer fall, or the honor of princess get endangered (more so if she had any connection with her brother’s sanity).

Bakshi (getting afront): I can’t let you defy the Shehan’shah’e’hind. This uncalled attack will bring in his wrath. He has summoned no one is to attack the Rajputana.

Sharif’ud’din: Step aside woman. I give a damn to his decrees, just as I give a damn to the devil.

Bakshi tried holding his arm, infuriating Sharif’ud’din more. He grabbed her throat and pushed her hard. The fall, made her entire body cringe in pain. She tried to get up to make another attempt, but the painful surge of contraction made her yelp in pain. It was time. She knew. It was time for the baby. Her frail body collapsed on the floor, she could hear the sound of her thumping heart, fading cries of her maids, the sounds of marching men of Sharif’ud’din leaving for Amer. There was nothing she could do, she was slipping into unconsciousness with every passing second. A sob escaped and silent tear rolled off her eyes, she pleaded the almighty to secure the safety of her unborn child, dignity of the princess and sanity of her brother. And darkness took over.

(At the same time, in the jungles, that were spread around covering the borders of Amer and Nagaur) Sujamal’s horse had been galloping the forest since past couple of hours. His mind was rattling and he just didn’t want to stop. The sun had gone down long back and the night had fallen. Exhausted, sweaty, emotionally drained Sujamal slowed his pace down. He brought the horse to a halt underneath a tree, came down his back, and sat down on the forest floor taking support of the tree.

The events of the evening rushed passed his thoughts, the court, the announcement, the disappointment, his anger, the brawl with Bhagwant and his sister…yes! his darling sister standing afar, looking all helpless to soothe down her angry brother. Suddenly, a gush of regret flooded his eyes, he released a deep breath, he didn’t even know for how long he had kept it buried, his heart felt as if it would explode any moment. Not able to withstand the pain any longer, he gave a guttural yell of a cry and tears trickled down his face. This anger! He despised it, why can’t he keep a control on it. Deep down he knew, how correct his uncle had been, and here he proved it again. This anger always clouds his judgement, his reaction. What is the insecurity? His uncle’s family has always loved him as their own? He has been a true father, the queen has been a true mother and Bhagwant and Jodha had always loved him as they would, if he was a real brother and not just an elder cousin to them. When they never discriminated him, why he himself victimizes himself?Indeed, with a temper this devastating, he wasn't ready to take the crown. How could he be a king, if he can't even be a dedicated son and a responsible elder to his siblings, who love him with all they have. He cursed himself. The realization slowly burnt its way and took the shape of a resolve, that he would stop himself from turning into a disappointment for his family, especially for his darling sister, who looks up to him as though he was some guardian angel for her. He had to get himself straightened up not just because they loved him, but because he loved them back, the same. He didnt know for how long the tears of regret kept washing his cheek, but he felt lighter and unburdened.

With hours passing by, Sujamal’s anger had subsided down, the regret had resurfaced, and he kept sitting there for God knows how long, quiet, inhaling in the silence of the night. Drowsy, he closed his eyelids and didn’t realize when sleep took over.

It wasn’t long when creaking of the leaves on the forest floor via approaching footsteps alerted his warrior senses and his eyes fluttered open. Someone was approaching and the sounds made it clear that they were in quite a number. Being close to the border of Amer, his first thought reached the probable infiltration by Sharif’ud’din’s men at this late hour of night. He pulled the reins of his horse across a thick bush and readied himself to face the intruders with his hand gripped well on the hilt of his sword. Atlast, some good might come out of the fateful event, and he might get back to his family with the gifts of some enemy heads.

It was dark but the moon light was enough for him to see through the forest and at the same time keep himself away from the direct view of the approachers.

Sujamal waited with batted breath, the footsteps were almost near, the bushes were sidelined and to Sujamal’s relief Vikram Singh came out with his men. Sujamal knew the king must have sent him along with the search party to find him. He came out from the hiding.

Vikram Singh saw Sujamal and gave a sigh of relief.

Vikram Singh (bowed): My prince. The king has requested his son to get back. He is looking forward to resolve the misunderstanding that took place.

Sujamal with a guilt struck aura looked at Vikram Singh and nodded in agreement.

But wait, there was something amiss. Worried he asked,

Sujamal: Vikram Singh, are these all the men you have? They are just fifteen, given the approaching footsteps it should have been fairly a larger group.

Before Vikram Singh could respond, the arrows flashed from all the directions and in no time ten of the rajput soldiers of the search party fell dead.

Sujamal (yelled with all the might): We’ve been ambushed. Its the enemy. Take the position.

But it was to late, before, Sujamal, Vikram Singh and his remaining four men could pull it all together, they had been surrounded by Sharif’ud’din soldiers, the swords were clashing. Sujamal had no time to keep the count, he kept slicing his sword through them, but he was quite sure that it was not just an ambush. It was an approaching army. The bile rose to his throat, it must be a nightmare because if not than “Amer was under a sudden and massive attack” and he was afar from the fort, with just three alive soldiers and the chief commanding army officer of his army fighting next to him, which meant that the rajput army back at fort wouldn’t even have the moral support of their commander and no idea of the approaching danger.

Sujamal (cursed): Oh! No no no…please God, Amer should not be paying the price of the mistake, that I committed..please NO..

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Jalal will win

Nice update

Thanks!

Indeed..:)

Wow! What an amazing update. Thanks for updating. If possible pls dont make us wait for the next chapter.

Hey, thanks and I'm extremely sorry, couldn't write last week..enjoy the update :)