Shru...what a tasty treat to wake up to on a weekend morning. ..went very well with my steaming mug of adrak & elaichi chai. 😉
Shru. ..please do bear with me this time, will be taking some time to un res for my comprehensive revert. Have work commitments today plus kiddos art class, plus my pending replies to comments (including your lovely ones) on my OS threads.
(Holds ears)...you'll understand, na? I don't wanna give cursory comments on your updates.
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Shru...🤗 🤗
Darling, what a swashbuckling historical tale of Romance, gallantry and derring-do this is shaping up to be. 🤗 You know that I love "Trial By Fire" the most among all your splendid works. Perhaps a close second being "Restored by Grace". But this piece has come galloping right in on that majestic steed you portrayed SwaSan riding on, into my list of favorites amongst your glittering works. 🤗 🤗
Before I get down to the plot, just wanted to say that I loved the symbolism here. Sanskaar and Swara riding away from the palace in the stygian darkness of the night, and reaching a border outpost just as a new day dawns...the sky garbled in pink and gold. ...new hope, new beginnings, a new life for both of them. 😊
And the name of the outpost: Moud. 😉 What a stroke of genius there, my dear sis, to show the crossroads on their lives. Lovely wordplay. 👏 I'm seriously telling you, we have a massive soul connect going on. My next drabbles set (based on drafts I'd written earlier but kept aside on editing for future use), has a song stanza, which has the word "mod". It was so surreal, seeing this wordplay in your chapter too. We must have been sisters in another life, I swear...
Ok you probably think I'm nuts, for focusing on these little nuggets instead of the overall narrative, but as I've told you before, I do find these lovely details dovetailing and adding to the stream of the plotline. 😊
I liked this feisty Swara. 👏 She wasn't prepared to just resign herself to being a hostage initially, she did her best to escape from Sanskaar. And she tried to persuade him to set her free, too ; but she hasn't yet realized (as Sanskaar has) that her sister would have poisoned the Gadodias and the Maheshwaris against her, painting her as a low traitor. God, Ragini is so vile!!
Poor Swara...she feels completely shattered at Ragini's betrayal, my heart went out to her as she recalled the hatred pouring out get sister's eyes, the fact that she had wanted her dead. Luckily, she does also remember that Sanskaar refused to fall in with Ragini's machinations to eliminate herself. 😳 As well as the blazing look of concern in his eyes when he saved her from that attacker.
Sanskaar has started developing feelings for her, which is quite obvious at the pang he feels when she shows an aversion or distaste for him. His lips compress, his stout heart does ache at the thought of her poor opinion...
Shru...I have a doubt here. What did Sanskaar mean when he thought that she would think of him as a traitor, a heartless monster, with the half truth he was currently revealing...but yet he could not afford to reveal the full truth to her? Why does he think he cannot speak of the full truth? Does this relate to putting the pieces of the map together and locating the missing key? And finding the missing sword? Does he hesitate to share with her his suspicions of Lakshya? But Sanskaar didn't strike me as a man who would try to equivocation and temporize. ...so is there a further layer of mystery here?
SwaSan's interaction with the old man and his daughter in law, in that sleepy hamlet was so well done. Swara trying desperately to convey a message by leaving behind her bracelet with the Gadodia crest and heraldry; and Sanskaar's cold, menacing reaction, disguised as an affectionate caress, when he discovers what she's tried. How long before he really looks at her with his heart in his eyes, and slides bangles lovingly on her wrist? 😳
Shru...you do take requests from your pals for certain scenes na? You know how crazy I am about closing the circles and symmetry. I want a scene in a later chapter, with Prince Sanskaar adorning Princess Swara's arms with kangans. ☺️ Both of them gazing at each other with all the love and trust in the world...you'll give me that, won't you? Pretty please? 😉
I just loved the way the old man talked to SwaSan. I'm certain he recognized who Sanskaar was. And the way he spoke glowing lying about his impeccable credentials, his patriotism and honor, would surely have given Swara something to ponder about. The best part was those words of wisdom: not everything is as it seems. Something which seems irrefutable, may be just a falsehood, cunningly garbed. Hope Swara sees things in the correct light soon. 😉
Waiting for chap 9 darling. 🤗
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