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he was walking..another day and so many loses... his eyes dark..in anger ?? in frustration ??? his eyes glanced at a person sharpening his spear..a smirk filtered across his lips..to a man who was worshipping his mace...his eyes glanced at a man and a woman sitting close their heads bowed down talking. The woman was dark and extraordinarily beautiful ... people called her the most beautiful woman of the era...his eyes moved to the man sitting beside her..holding hands ... the woman was blushing bright red .. seen despite the dark night .. seen despite the dark complexion..her hair was loose too..but undoubtedly the man she was sitting with was her husband..he too was extraordinarily handsome..slim and dark just like the woman .. he too just like her had curly hair...the two were oh so same...people said they were born for each other..and yet people said they were born to be separated cruelly..the world wold never know..not even would they..she leaned on his shoulder while his arm went around her waist ... he was suddenly curious..what would this man and woman have to talk about ??she was a queen...she was HIS queen..there was nothing else she would probably want surely ?? women all over the world wanted him..as for the man..the woman in his arms was any mans dream..they made a perfectly beautiful couple...and yet..they wernt happy...there was something wrong in between the two..another man walked and sat beside the man... the silhouette of a peacock feather was visible.. whispering something in his ears...he wondered was everything okay ?? why were everyone so tensed ?? the war for the day was over..but..the day wasn't over ..the man stood up and the woman grabbed his hand..tears rolling down her cheeks...he lifted his hand to wipe away her tears..pulled her close and hugged her tight...the supreme commander of their army and the empress of aryavart separated ... he realized he was the only one in the yard...apart from the couple that is..he knew there was probably some problem and he had to go..but he couldn't stop himself from being inquisitive about the mysterious couple..walking closer he noticed the woman was still crying ... the man bent forward pressing his lips to hers softly comfortingly...she stretched her soft small hand to grab hold of his robes..i blinked and he was gone...the woman fell on the floor with a thud soft sobs shaking her small body should i comfort her ?? i wondered..most importantly would she lrt me ??...she looked up..and i was struck by her lovely gaze.. i know i should have probably have left if i wanted to save my life ... but for some reason i was rooted to the spot..she walked towards me...despite her being smaller than me... i shrunk back... she removed a dagger from her waist.. i recognised it..it was extremely famous just like its master... she looked at me and said in a voice chilling and icy I'M THE WIFE OF FIVE...YET I DON'T WALK THE WAYS OF LIVE WITH THEM... IM DESTRUCTION AND I'M CREATION..THERE ARE SIX OF US..BUT IN REALITY ONLY FIVE..WE'RE THE SAME BUT YET WE ARE SO DIFFERENT her voice lowered to a whisper .. im the one who is dying .. he's the one who was stripped in the kuru sabha...in the distance i could spot the pyre of abhimanyu being lit...who did she love ?? which was the one ?? i wondered she grazed past me her hips moving with a gently sway...i looked down..the dagger was in my palm...and a smile came to my lips... nothing was a secret soo well kept...nothing was a secret so well known...curly locks fluttered to the breeze...the twang of the gandiva reverberated across the field...my commander had taken his vow.. i would fight tomorrow to my last breath.. i might or may not reach my wife..but my commander should reach his queen
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