tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85117400115655512202024-03-19T03:44:04.530-07:00Love crushShort stories on this beautiful feeling.Simply fictionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343477949569330823noreply@blogger.comBlogger720125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8511740011565551220.post-87626254815272236462020-09-20T19:45:00.002-07:002020-09-20T19:46:14.488-07:00The Betrayal Story - Part 45<p> The story doesn’t end here. The king was distraught. He began spending lot of his time with Queen Satyavati. She was nurturing him back to normal self. She helped him out of his depression. Eventually the king got back to work. He became more dependent on Satyavati’s wisdom. And this is what she wanted always.</p><p>When the king had bought Gayatri as his new bride to his home , she wasn’t happy. She planned for many days ways how she could get Gayatri out of the king’s life. She knew it wasn’t easy. The king was smitten by her innocence and beauty. She also knew she couldn’t retaliate. Hence she began to observe her enemy’s strengths and weaknesses. She waited patiently for the right time.</p><p>Her brother , Suryavanshi, complained to his sister for her lack of action. But she kept telling him it wasn’t the right time. “When is the right time? It will be ages then if you won’t act on time .”, he once said. “Patient, brother! Time will come when everything will be on our side.” , she said. “What if she produces heir to the throne and takes your place? ”, he asked. She smiled and replied, “That shall never happen. I have been personally taken charge of dietary needs of the king and serving him with food mixed with herbs that can deter any accidental pregnancies.”</p><p>Years had passed by when Roopali arrived. Satyavati took this as chance to realise her plan. When king came to her for counsel, she smartly advised him to take her in. She had noticed the king’s increasing proximity towards Roopali and used it to fuelling Gayatri’s mind. As expected Gayatri began to retaliate against king due to his closeness with his new mistresses. The young queen’s desperate attempts to get the king back poisoned her relationship with the king. </p><p>The final nail to the coffin was when Suryavanshi’s planned argument with the king. He used the General’s finding about Roopali and bought it to his notice by portraying that he had found it. They had watched Gayatri expressions change from lost soul to determined person. Few days after the war, she sent Suryavanshi to plant the findings to the king.</p><p> Watching king punish Gayatri to exile , Satayavati was at peace. After so many years, she got what she wanted and now she was bearing the heir to throne.</p><p> ***** The End *****</p><p><br /></p>Simply fictionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343477949569330823noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8511740011565551220.post-38207330468596610572020-09-17T05:45:00.004-07:002020-09-17T05:45:48.731-07:00The Betrayal Story - Part 44<p> Gayatri's heart was beating faster. The whispers around her were getting louder. Everyone wanted to know the name of the traitor while she wished the truth never got out. “ I never planned to do this . I only wanted attention and love from my husband. Is it sin to desire husband’s love ?”, she said aloud.</p><p>It took her few minutes to realise what blunder she had done. The people exclaimed in shock. “No, my Queen! But if you had shared your insecurities with me, I could have helped.”, Amar spoke. Gayatri laughed sarcastically. “Would you have left your mistress if I had asked you?”, she asked.</p><p>The king stayed silent. “Your silence answered my question, your highness . Why would you leave her for me? You had lost interest in me just like you had lost interest in Queen Satyavati when you bought me to this kingdom as your bride.”, she continued. </p><p>Satyavati listened intently. She didn’t interfere. She let her speak out her emotions. “I tried several ways to get your attention. I failed. I even tried to accept the fact that I have to share you with her. But I couldn’t . I am not like Queen Satyavati.”, Gayatri spoke.</p><p>As she poured out her emotions , tears welled up in her eyes. Her eyes were red , filled with pain and love. “I had to take the wrong route. I ordered my spies to spy on Roopali. As soon as I found out her true identity, I bought it in front of you. I assumed you would exile her or sentence her to death. But you didn’t do anything. Instead you put her into prison.” , she spoke.</p><p>“Then I watched you suffer and to get you back , I manipulated her to escape from prison by blaming her for your suffering. It was true. You suffered due to her betrayal. I told her to go as far as you can and never show your face again.", she said without any remorse. "She betrayed out of compulsion not by choice. What about you? You had choice. No one tried to force you to betray me.", Amar said. "You still think she is right.", she snorted. "No one is right ! She was wrong and so were you. Do you know what consequences your action bought? Do you have bit of guilt for what you did? You killed not only our beautiful relationship. You killed an unborn child as well the mother for your selfish need.", he growled. She opened her mouth to say something but he signaled her to stop and ordered the guards to take her from his sight. She was exiled to a palace faraway from the kingdom and given all the luxuries. Her punishment was that she would no longer meet the king. She spent her entire life pining for him. But the story didn't end here. </p><p>(To be continued)</p>Simply fictionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343477949569330823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8511740011565551220.post-91464188207437486402020-09-15T06:19:00.003-07:002020-09-15T06:19:51.362-07:00The Betrayal Story - Part 43<p> Amar Singh Rawal was shocked. He had almost lost his balance. He didn’t understand why would Gayatri would stoop so low to get him. He wished she had come to him to discuss her insecurities. </p><p>“Your highness, are you fine?”, Suryavanshi asked. “How do you expect me to react? Obviously I am hurt and angry.”, he muttered. Suryavanshi stayed quiet. He didn’t want to lose his head by putting into an angry lion’s mouth. He remembered the last incident when he was insulted by the king in front of everyone.</p><p>The king called one of his guards to send message everyone to assemble at the court. He had made his decision and he had to inform the public about it. The ministers and royal members assembled at the court. They were confused as to what news king wanted to share.</p><p>The king arrived and everyone arose from their seats to greet him. They were happy to see him back in action. They sat after the king sat on his throne. He looked at his people and thought of how he was going to break the news. But he had to as he couldn’t keep the criminal free in his kingdom.</p><p>“I am sorry for not doing my duty since war towards you properly. This war has broken me and I had to heal. I had to clear my mind to get back to serving my people. Now I am better.”, he said. Everyone were happy especially Gayatri. “At last my king is back to his old self”, she thought.</p><p>“Before I can fully takeover my duties, I want to clean the dirt from this kingdom. I cannot do my duties peacefully , knowing that my kingdom is tainted with such dirty mindsets.”, he said , surprising everyone at the court. “Suryavanshi bought me some news that he and his spies were investigating. It’s about that culprit who had manipulated Roopali to escape.”, he said. Gayatri’s heart pounded faster at thought of king knowing the truth. “I made my decision”, he said . Gayatri’s face turned pale. She wanted to die before she could face the wrath of the king.</p><p>(To be continued)</p><p><br /></p>Simply fictionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343477949569330823noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8511740011565551220.post-46311018368309236402020-09-10T06:58:00.001-07:002020-09-10T06:58:59.151-07:00The Betrayal Story - Part 42<p>Amar Singh Rawal was mourning the death of his beloved. He had withdrawn himself from all the duties and spent his day in guilt. One fine day , he was distracted from his thoughts towards the loud voices coming from outside. The voices were of someone arguing with his guards.</p><p>He walked outside to see what was the commotion about. He wasn’t surprised to see Suryavanshi arguing with one of guards. “Whose orders are you following? Do you know who I am?”,Suryavanshi asked. The guard didn’t argue . He stood silent with his gaze bent downward.</p><p>“He is following my orders. I had asked him to not to let anyone inside my chamber.”, the king spoke. Everyone stayed quiet including Suryavanshi who was now embarrassed. </p><p>“What is it you want ?”, Amar asked. “Your highness, I have some news for you. It’s about Roopali.”, his brother in law replied. “I don’t want to hear. I can’t bear to hear anything negative news about her. Please leave me alone.”, he snapped as he turned to leave.</p><p>“I found out who helped her to escape from the prison.”, Suryavanshi spoke immediately to gain the king’s attention. Amar turned back. He called him inside as he wanted to get the first hand information and didn’t want others to spread rumours on what they heard.</p><p>“My spies provide valuable source of information. They have never wronged me. It’s Queen Gayatri who helped her escape. My sources tell me that the few prisoners and guards have seen her speaking to Roopali . She was enticing her to escape from prison.”, he said. Amar was shocked. He was betrayed by that person whose innocence attracted him. </p><p>(To be continued)</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Simply fictionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343477949569330823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8511740011565551220.post-16999578727197027292020-09-09T05:17:00.003-07:002020-09-09T05:17:54.020-07:00The Betrayal Story - Part 41<p> Rasheed’s blood spluttered on Amar’s face. His lifeless body lay on the war ground next to his fallen head. Confusion and fear spread among Rasheed’s soldier. Their leader was dead. Some of them ran in fear of surrendering to the enemy. Few fought back while others accepted the defeat. </p><p>Ratan and his army attacked Abdul and other soldiers. Abdul was killed with his army. The rest of enemy’s army were bought as prisoner of war. No one celebrated the victory before giving proper burials to dead bodies of Rasheed and his soldiers. </p><p>Amar was still in state of shock. He had not accepted the death of his beloved. He was stuck in those beautiful memories he shared with Roopali. He was numb to the celebration of their triumph over Rasheed. He didn’t look at his queens who were waiting for him with the large silver plates filled with lighted oil lamps and flowers,</p><p>They noticed his withdrawal expressions. Both queens immediately understood the reason. However they reacted differently. Satyavati was calm as usual. Gayatri’s heart sank . She cursed the time when he met Roopali. Later she decided to wait for sometime for him to heal.</p><p>Days passed by. The king was still depressed. He hardly met his subjects or took interest in matters of his kingdom. He received the praises for his valour by kings from different kingdoms. But he was unaffected by them. His mind was consumed by how he could have saved Roopali.</p><p>Gayatri was annoyed. She had waited for many days to get him back. She had sent Roopali- the cause of her pain away. Now when she was gone, he was still under her spell. She wondered when she would get his interest on her back. </p><p>(To be continued)</p><p><br /></p>Simply fictionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343477949569330823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8511740011565551220.post-63898038352117672072020-09-07T19:02:00.001-07:002020-09-07T19:02:50.041-07:00The Betrayal Story - Part 40<p class="p1" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s1">“What love can do to people? It blinded my sight and made me believe in illusions. But now my sight is clear after I killed the source of my misery.”, Rasheed said. “You know nothing about love. Your selfish motives and evil mind took away precious lives. You used your friend and discarded him when he was of no use to you. You speak of love when you can’t keep your friendship. You were never blinded by love but by power and greed. It amuses me that you don’t know the difference between love and greed.”, Amar said.</span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 20.3px;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></p><p class="p1" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s1">Rasheed smirked. “You think you know more about love. Then why did you throw her out to be preyed by vultures like me?”, he said. Guilt stung Amar’s heart. His eyes were bent down in remorse. “Aren’t we similar? You threw her after getting bored of her company and I killed her because she was of no use.”, Rasheed spoke.</span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 20.3px;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></p><p class="p1" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s1">Amar looked up in anger. Rasheed didn’t stop. He continued,” After killing her, I learnt that she was three months pregnant. Foolish girl ! She could have been prime queen of Rawalgarh if she had told me. But do you think I would let her stay alive after learning this?” “Never <span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span>! <span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span>“, he laughed.</span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 20.3px;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></p><p class="p1" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s1">Amar couldn’t control his anger anymore . He rushed towards Rasheed with <span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span>vengeance. Ratan and army watched in horror as their king headed towards the enemy in anger. </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 20.3px;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></p><p class="p1" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s1">Rasheed’s soldiers who intervened were killed. He watched his enemy in fear. <span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span>For the first time, he felt scared. His great warrior couldn’t stop him. </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 20.3px;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></p><p class="p1" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s1">Amar wasn’t just any jilted lover. He was a fearless warrior. He was unstoppable. As he reached Rasheed, he didn’t wait any longer to behead him. He roared like a lion in anger. Rasheed watched his end helplessly.</span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 20.3px;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></p><p class="p1" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s1">(To be continued)</span></p>Simply fictionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343477949569330823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8511740011565551220.post-57821553216122547872020-09-06T19:13:00.001-07:002020-09-06T19:13:12.400-07:00The Betrayal Story - Part 39<p class="p1" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s1">Amar Singh longed to meet his beloved Roopali soon. He wanted to apologise for his treatment towards her. He wanted to fulfil his promises to never let her go and give her position of his queen. He built his dreams with her in his mind , unaware that she was dead already. </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 20.3px;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></p><p class="p1" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s1">Rasheed smirked at the thought of how his enemy would react when he surprised him with memorable gift. “Amar Singh ! Now let me keep my promise. <span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span>But before that let me offer you a gift. Hope you will be happy with this token of my friendship.”, he said. </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 20.3px;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></p><p class="p1" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s1">Intrigued Amar watched carefully as Rasheed ordered one of his men to bring the gift. Amar hoped there was no hidden motive of attacking him slyly. He had known Rasheed’s war tactics of surprising his enemies by attacking them without their knowledge from his friends who had battled against him.</span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 20.3px;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></p><p class="p1" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s1">Rasheed’s slave arrived with a something covered in Persian woollen scarf on a silver plate. Amar Singh imagined what it was while Rasheed smirked. As his slave began to head towards Amar , he stopped him. He removed the clothing to disclose what was hidden. </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 20.3px;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></p><p class="p1" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s1">Amar Singh almost fell from his horse. But he managed to compose himself while he silently mourned at the loss of his beloved. His heart was filled with mixed emotions of pain, guilt and revenge. </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 20.3px;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></p><p class="p1" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s1">“What is this, you scoundrel beast ?”, he growled. “This was not the part of our agreement. You killed her . How dare you?”, he continued. Rasheed laughed devilishly. His laugh added more pain into his suffering. He vowed to avenge her death.</span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 20.3px;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></p><p class="p1" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s1">(To be continued)</span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 20.3px;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></p>Simply fictionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343477949569330823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8511740011565551220.post-12160219742102826092020-08-18T16:40:00.002-07:002020-08-18T16:42:17.773-07:00The Betrayal Story - Part 38<p> <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px;">Amar Singh gathered outside with his soldiers and Vijay Singh as agreed. It had been years since he had battled the war in front of his city’s gates. The last time he had battled was when he was merely 18 years old and was protecting his city from his outcasted uncle who had killed his father to get the throne.</span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 20.3px;"><span class="s2"></span><br /></p><p class="p3" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s2">History was created when he won the war. His uncle died not only by stab wounds of battle but also by the shame of being defeated by his young nephew. Amar Singh was coronated as king and over the years he became a great warrior with golden heart.</span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 20.3px;"><span class="s2"></span><br /></p><p class="p3" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s2">He stared at his enemy and his huge army who were standing few miles away <span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span>in front of him. His enemy’s evil smile didn’t deter his confidence down. He was ready for the fight. But he wanted to make sure Roopali was fine before he could begin the war.</span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 20.3px;"><span class="s2"></span><br /></p><p class="p3" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s2">“Here is your friend, Vijay Singh. Now send Roopali as agreed.”, he said. Rasheed smirked as Vijay Singh walked towards Rasheed’s army. Vijay was delighted to meet his friend but he was unaware of his friend’s intentions. When he reached to hug his friend, his friend slashed his chest and stabbed him several times, shocking the onlookers.</span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 20.3px;"><span class="s2"></span><br /></p><p class="p3" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s2">Vijay Singh died instantly. “What is this , Rasheed Sheikh? How can you kill your loyal friend? You disgust me.” Rasheed laughed loudly. “Friend ! Vijay Singh was just pawn I used to reach you just like Mariam. Now I have no use of him.”, he said.</span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 20.3px;"><span class="s2"></span><br /></p><p class="p3" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s2">Amar Singh was disgusted. But it was no surprise to him <span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span>that people had only bad things to say about this invader. He pitied Vijay Singh who trusted wrong people and brought his own end. Now he focused on safety of Roopali. But he was unaware that she only existed in his minds and her life was taken away by this wicked man in front of him. </span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 20.3px;"><span class="s2"></span><br /></p><p class="p3" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s2">(To be continued)</span></p>Simply fictionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343477949569330823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8511740011565551220.post-14122401100116423442020-08-17T16:38:00.004-07:002020-08-18T16:04:20.923-07:00The Betrayal Story - Part 37<p><br /></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s1"> The news of Rasheed’s attack reached Amar Singh Rawal. He immediately prepared to defend his kingdom though his army was tired due to recent battles. However their motivation wasn’t down. They were always ready to sacrifice their lives for their king and people.</span></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s1">As he prepared for war, he received some news regarding Roopali. He was shocked. The words his trusted spy told rang in his mind-“Queen Gayatri helped her to escape.” He always knew she was insecure about his proximity with Roopali. But he didn’t know that she would go extreme lengths to separate them.</span></p><p class="p1" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 20.3px;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s1">He ordered his spies to continue with the search. He hoped she was fine. He planned to speak to Gayatri after the war. The enemies were a day away from reaching their destination. Rasheed’s soldiers were tired. Unlike their counterparts in Rawalgarh, they wanted to take rest. But their king was in hurry to meet Amar Singh to offer him his precious gift - the head of his lover.</span></p><p class="p1" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 20.3px;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s1">They reached their destination the following night. Ratan Singh watched them put their tents from the large patio of fort/palace. He informed his cousin (Amar Singh) about the same. Amar Singh prepped his army with motivational speech and tightened the security at the gate of his city. </span></p><p class="p1" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 20.3px;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s1">The people except the able men were shifted to safer locations of his friendly neighbors since when he had received the news of this battle. He didn’t want them to face any repercussions of the attack. He didn’t want them to be used by Rasheed against him. In case he was defeated, he didn’t want them to be prisoners of war. He had heard horror stories of Rasheed’s war prisoners. He didn’t want them to face same situation. A messenger was sent by Rasheed to Amar Singh. Amar Singh assumed it must be related to peace and let the messenger in though there was resistance from Ratan Singh. “The king has got some news for you, your highness. It is about Mariam. He said he will give the news only if you bring Vijay Singh to the battleground.”, the messenger said. </span></p><p class="p1" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 20.3px;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></p><p class="p1" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 20.3px;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s1">The king wondered about the hidden agenda of Rasheed. He was sure there was something wrong. He still hoped Roopali was fine. He agreed to his conditions after discussing with Ratan and other ministers. He also placed his conditions before agreeing- he didn’t want any kind of treachery and if there was any treachery, he would kill Vijay Singh on spot.</span></p><p class="p1" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 20.3px;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></p><p class="p1" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 20.3px;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></p><p class="p2" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span class="s1">(To be continued)</span></p>Simply fictionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343477949569330823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8511740011565551220.post-54311710967717058612020-08-16T18:48:00.003-07:002020-08-16T18:48:32.731-07:00The Betrayal Story - Part 36<p>Rasheed was burning with negative emotions. His soul reeked of hate. He wanted to throw her out from his kingdom, wrapped with humiliation and shaming. He wanted to send across a message and fear to various kingdoms under him to not to show her any mercy by taking her in. He wanted her to wander the desert aimlessly before her delicate body rots in this place.</p><p>But that wasn’t easy. There were other kings rebelling against him who would take her and use her against him. What if Amar Singh changed his mind and took her back ? If that happened, his efforts of seizing Rawalgarh would be wasted. He had to do something. He smirked when an idea struck him. But first he wanted answers to his questions- why did she betray him? </p><p>“You took your new identity seriously, Mariam. You butchered my trust and love. But tell me , love , why did you betray me ?” , he asked . “ I didn’t betray you. It was vengeance. You took away my family, people, name and identity. I was devoid of hope and life until I met Amar Singh. He bought back my life. He bought back purpose in my life.”, she said vengefully.</p><p>“You still feel grateful for that man who choose his people over you.”, he said ruefully. “Yes, I feel proud that he chose his people over me. This shows he cares for people unlike you. You on other hand use people for your own purpose. When it’s met, you discard them.”, she said.</p><p> “You are demon in guise of human. You think you would have welcomed me and given me some reward in form of land, name and recognition. You would kill me and I don’t feel remorse of betraying you.”, she spoke her heart out.</p><p>He was seething in anger. Instantly he took out his sword and beheaded her. Her head fell down from her body , shocking the soldiers gathered there. “What did you do ? Why would you kill her? You could have imprisoned her for life!”, his trusted aide said. “To use her death as examples to everyone who revolts me.”, he said. Later he ordered,” Let’s preserve her head to be presented to my beloved enemy.”</p><p><br /></p><p>(To be continued)</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Simply fictionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343477949569330823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8511740011565551220.post-71682004708757211482020-08-13T02:07:00.000-07:002020-08-13T02:07:04.293-07:00The Betrayal Story - Part 35<p> Rasheed Khan got ready with his army to attack Rawalgarh. He had trained his army for months for this day. He didn't want to lose this war. It wasn't just war for conquest. It was war for avenging betrayal from his most trust aide. He should have known it was wrong trusting this woman. This woman had always been rebel since when he had bought her. A small mistake didn't cost him much. But it taught him lesson to be careful with people he trusted.</p><p>He had started his expedition with strongest infantry leading in front and robust cavalries to combat any attack. Many of his associates including lip slave kings whom he had conquered , provided him resources and strong elephants to aide his conquest. He was well prepared until he reached the desert. During the mid journey, most of his infantry and elephants died due to hot weather. The once highly motivated army was losing their focus.</p><p>Somehow he tried to revive their spirit. Slowly, he realized that he made a careless mistake of planning the attack during this hot season. After four days of painful defeat from nature , he decided to stop for a day to regain the strength of his army on behest of Abdul's decision. </p><p>The night was cool. The army and it's leader rested. Rasheed was resting outside of tent. He watched the twinkling stars on the clear sky. The moon shined brightly. The cool winds blew momentarily. The weather was perfect. Suddenly, one of his low rank soldier arrived with a message. "Your highness, I am sorry to disturb you. But there is urgent matter for you to look into.", the soldier said. Irked Rasheed rose up and asked, "What is it ?"</p><p>"We found our traitor Mariam wandering few miles away. What should we do?", the soldier asked. "Capture her and bring her to me.", he ordered. The soldier agreed. Mariam a.k.a Roopali was captured easily by the soldiers of Rasheed. She had no energy to fight them. Due to fatigue, she couldn't recognise his soldiers. They bought her to him. </p><p>He smirked. He walked closer to her while she was being held by the soldiers. She was weak and barely could stand properly. "Welcome back, Mariam!", he greeted with tinge of hate. She recognized that voice. She shivered in fear. She immediately realized that her end was near. </p><p>(To be continued)</p>Simply fictionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343477949569330823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8511740011565551220.post-60592276903580873062020-08-12T00:45:00.005-07:002020-08-12T00:45:35.127-07:00The Betrayal Story - Part 34<p> Safeguarding people’s interest was Amar's primary life goal. Now it was contradicting with his love for Roopali. She had betrayed him by hiding her past from him. But he wasn’t able to hate her. Within few months, he had become lost in love that he wasn’t able to decide what was right or wrong.</p><p>Roopali left Rawalgarh forever. She didn’t notify Amar of her presence. She knew he would always choose his people over her. She didn’t feel bad. Instead she felt proud of him. </p><p>She wandered the vast desert without any idea where she wanted to go. She had no place to go. If she goes back to Rasheed Sheikh’s harem , he would behead her for her betrayal. She couldn’t go back to Rawalgarh because no one wanted her there. They would be happy if she was gone.</p><p>“Gone ! Where ?”, Amar exclaimed in shock. He had planned to visit Roopali at the prison yard. After night of deep thinking , he had decided to listen to Roopali’s story one last time and decide whether he would forgive or punish her. He wanted to know whether she felt remorse after betraying him. He also wanted answers to his question - did she love him the way he loved her?</p><p>But now she was gone, leaving with unanswered questions and shock. “Why would she leave ?”, he wondered. After few minutes of pause, he ordered his army, “She might have not escaped like that. Find out who helped her out. I am sure it must be one of our prisoners from war. Question each of them.”</p><p>The guards accepted his order and began looking out for the culprit. Gayatri became tensed when she got to know that the king was looking for the culprit who had helped Roopali escape. She hoped no one found out the truth .</p><p><br /></p><p>(To be continued)</p>Simply fictionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343477949569330823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8511740011565551220.post-4691608906338028672020-08-09T19:28:00.005-07:002020-08-09T19:28:51.692-07:00The Betrayal Story - Part 33<p>Amar Singh Rawal was in dilemma. He had his lover on one side who had betrayed him and his people while his whole kingdom entrusted him with duty to give them justice. Roopali’s story seemed good to be true. His heart wanted to believe her but his mind opposed.</p><p>He stomped out of his chambers and headed towards Satyavati’s room. On his way, he found Gayatri heading towards him. She was smiling. He walked past her without even greeting her. She turned and watch him go while her heart burnt in sadness.</p><p>She had thought she would get his complete attention. She had bought that wretched girl’s truth in front of everyone. She had also tried to persuade Roopali to leave and she had agreed. But still Gayatri couldn’t gain his attention.</p><p>Amar Singh reached Satyavati’s room. She was giving orders to her maid servants on renovating her room. She planned to replace certain furniture. When she saw the king’s fallen face, she dismissed everyone out from her room. “What is it, your highness? I see you are lost in some thoughts?”, she asked.</p><p>“I need your help. I am not able to decide what to do with current situation. If I support the girl I love, I will be disrespectful to my people. If I support my people, my love will lose.”, he poured out his heart. She wasn’t surprised. She knew her husband well. </p><p>“Do what you think is right and choose wisely.”, she said. Amar Singh was still confused. He wondered what was right. Roopali watched them from outside. She was in disguise of maid servant. She had escaped from her prison with help of Gayatri’s trusted aides. She had come to visit the king one last time. As she searched for him, she found him discussing his thoughts with his queen. She knew he would choose his people due to his selfless love for his people.</p><p>(To be continued)</p>Simply fictionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343477949569330823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8511740011565551220.post-10510934895853908642020-08-06T03:48:00.000-07:002020-08-06T03:48:03.487-07:00The Betrayal Story - Part 32Gayatri was escorted by the guards to the prison where Roopali was kept. She found Roopali sitting on the floors with her head down. Her hair was unkempt. "Roopali !", Gayatri called her out. She looked up. Her eyes were filled with sorrow. Her face was tear stained. It seemed like she had been crying for many hours. <div><br /></div><div>"I never knew you would stoop so low to hurt our king. He gave you identity , house and source of livelihood. And you stabbed him on his back.", the queen taunted. Guilt stung Roopali’s heart while she held the prison bars tightly. Her eyes turned moist. She cried as she couldn't control her emotions. </div><div><br /></div><div>"Why are you crying?", Gayatri sneered. "You thought you could get away easily and gain his love by fearlessly attacking your own people. He trusted you more than anything else. Your false tears can never gain my sympathy. I am not like others.", she continued. Roopali didn't stop crying and the queen continued attacking her with words, "You know what ? After all this, I don't think the king would forgive you. If I were you, I would run away. It's better to run away instead of facing his wrath."</div><div><br /></div><div>She left thinking she had done enough damage. She was sure that Roopali would escape and return to her place in fear. She had filled her heart with enough fear and guilt that she wouldn't want to stay even for a single minute. She turned back to catch one last glimpse of her and felt happy with her accomplishment. Now she could rest in peace.</div><div><br /></div><div>Amar Singh Rawal was not in mood to meet anyone. A day had passed since the secret of his beloved was out. His dreams were shattered. He felt depressed thinking of the moments he had spent with Roopali. Everything about her seemed fake. But his heart wasn't ready to accept. There was a great battle between his heart and mind. His heart wanted to forgive her and accept her despite of her flaws while his mind wanted to shun her away from his life. </div><div><br /></div><div>He wanted to believe her story. But his country always came first. As he thought about her more, he thought of the pain she had endured. Suddenly he remembered about few weeks back when Roopali had tried to tell him something. It seemed like she was holding something. He had tried to coax her to speak but she never spoke about that thing. Then he remembered about the day before he had gone for a war to avenge his friend's death. She had tried to stop him from going many times. He didn't listen to her. In fact he thought she didn't want to stay apart from him. Immediately he began to feel restlessness.</div><div><br /></div><div>(To be continued)</div>Simply fictionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343477949569330823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8511740011565551220.post-88212583112024926242020-08-05T03:51:00.003-07:002020-08-05T03:51:33.520-07:00The Betrayal Story - Part 31The prison was dark place filled with prisoners from war , law breakers and dangerous criminals. One of them was Vijay Singh who looked devastated and lost in thoughts. He had not expected this defeat. He had believed the victory would be his. He watched the guards arriving with Roopali. She was handcuffed with long and heavy handcuffed. She didn't look up even after she was sent to women's only prison.<div><br /></div><div>Vijay was furious. "Traitor!", he muttered. He wasn't surprised when she had attacked his army. He knew she would cheat. He had mentioned the same to Rashid. But his friend believed in her so much that he refused to listen to him. Fortunately, he sent his messenger to Rashid before he got captured by Ratan. He hoped Rashid would act immediately after receiving the message.</div><div><br /></div><div>Rashid slayed the messenger in anger when he received the news of betrayal from his beloved Mariam. He wasn't affected when he got to know that Vijay Singh was captured. He knew he would be captured. He had used him as pawn to know the secret routes of the palace. He was happy with information his spies bought him. But his happiness was short lived after learning Mariam's betrayal.He had made up of his mind. He was going to kill her as soon as he captured Rawalgarh. </div><div><br /></div><div>Roopali a.k.a Mariam sat on hard floors of the prison. Her body ached due to strain created by sitting on those floors. She didn't mind. She was lost in despair and loneliness. She wished she could have told Amar about her painful past. But she was lost in her new identity and forgot about her past. Her despair would have ended if she had been truthful to him.</div><div><br /></div><div>Gayatri regained her confidence back. She was euphoric with the new success she received. Now she would have the king to herself. While she was dreaming about the time she would spend with the king in near future, Satyavati arrived. "I have never seen you this happy. What is the reason for your happiness?", she asked. </div><div><br /></div><div>Gayatri got back to reality. "Yes ! Truth prevailed at last .", she asked. Satyavati smiled. "Indeed truth prevailed. What if king's heart changed and he forgives her? He is very giving person. Everyone knows how much he loves her and I think he may change his mind and bring her. Her actions are not intentional. If she really wanted to betray the king, she wouldn't have stood up against her own people.", Satyavati said. Gayatri was tensed. She had not thought about this. The king was gullible to emotions. She had to do something before the king changes his mind.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>(To be continued)</div>Simply fictionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343477949569330823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8511740011565551220.post-81220028304687985532020-08-04T08:19:00.004-07:002020-08-05T02:29:16.140-07:00The Betrayal Story - Part 30Amar Singh Rawal stared at the prisoner in disbelief . He wondered whether it was true. He then gazed at Roopali. Her face was pale.She seemed nervous. She looked at the floor and fidgeted her fingers constantly. <div><br /></div><div>“I will kill you if this is proved lie, prisoner ! Roopali , tell him the truth”, he growled. Roopali shook in fear. “Your highness, it's .true!”, she stammered. The king stood up in shock. She had no courage to look at the king. Guilt and fear absorbed her mind and soul. People were whispering in background. Gayatri smirked. This is what she wanted.</div><div><br /></div><div>“I wanted to share my past with you since many days. But I had no courage to face you, my king.", Roopali spoke with heavy heart. Tears welled up in her eyes, she continued, "My real name is Geetanjali. I was a princess of not very big kingdom. That wretched Rashid took my world. He plundered my city and killed my people. He slaughtered my father. After conquering our city, he put us in his harem. We tried to escape many times and later accepted our fate out of frustration. Our identity was changed and to the world, I became Mariam. Years passed by. I became his favorite."</div><div><br /></div><div>Amar was disheartened. He didn't know what he should be doing. Should he imprison her for being unfaithful or should he pardon her as she suffered a lot? He was in dilemma. "I was sent here to seduce you so that he could capture Rawalgarh easily as well as send him important updates on your activities.", she said. </div><div><br /></div><div>Before she could share how his love transformed her , Amar Singh interrupted, “I have heard enough from you. Your sorrowful story will not melt my heart. Your betrayal broke my trust. I gave you life , identity and love. You destroyed it. I fought with my closed ones to safeguard your dignity and you broke my heart.” His eyes turned red and he ordered his guards to take her away. </div><div><br /></div><div>“Take her away! I don’t want to see her. I might do something. Keep her far from my sight” were his last words. As the guards were taking her away, she turned to catch a last glimpse of him. Her heart ached when she saw hatred filled in his eyes.</div><div><br /></div><div>(To be continued)</div>Simply fictionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343477949569330823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8511740011565551220.post-62834101021899050602020-08-02T20:25:00.002-07:002020-08-02T20:29:23.407-07:00The Betrayal Story - Part 29Amar Singh Rawal came home the following day. He was victorious in his pursuit to avenge his friend’s death. He had installed the loyal minister of his friend as the new king in his kingdom. But when he came home, he was shocked. He hadn’t expected the enemies to attack his kingdom in his absence. <div><br /></div><div>He was angry for few moments.But he was overjoyed the way his cousin , Ratan , faced the enemy. He also felt happy to hear that Roopali had played important role in safeguarding his kingdom and people. To show his gratitude, he was going to announce a great news next day. Gayatri wasn’t pleased.</div><div><br /></div><div>Next day, he promoted Ratan to highest rank. He was about to announce new army unit which would be only women recruits that would trained and recruited by Roopali. He was also going to propose Roopali. But Gayatri interrupted him.</div><div><br /></div><div>“Your highness, before you could put your complete trust on this women. I have something to disclose about her and I have the proofs.”, she said. “Don’t start again , my queen. I have already explained everyone assembled here that I don’t want to hear anything against Roopali.”, he said politely. He was in good mood. If it was any other day, he would have butchered her with stern words.</div><div><br /></div><div>“Your highness, please allow me to show you the proof. If you still think I am lying after seeing all the proofs I have , I am ready to face any punishment”, she said. The king with heavy heart let her speak. Roopali was tensed. She never expected her truth would be out like this. She regretted hiding her past from him.</div><div><br /></div><div>“Your highness, meet Rehman, the captured soldier as well as Rashid’s spy. After his capture, he had many interesting things to share.”,Gayatri said as soldiers bought the prisoner in front of the king. “Your highness, I have not been influenced by anyone assembled here. I was instead shocked to find Mariam a.k.a Roopali fighting us. She was sent by our king to trap you.”, he said. The king was taken aback. He was confused. He believed it was lie.</div><div><br /></div><div>(To be continued)</div>Simply fictionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343477949569330823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8511740011565551220.post-5519475294231743482020-07-29T22:09:00.001-07:002020-07-29T22:09:47.423-07:00The Betrayal Story - Part 28Ratan was worried. He had promised his brother to look after the kingdom in his absence. He hadn't expected he would fail miserable in fighting the enemy. He thought about how his brother would feel if he heard the ill fated news. He had miserably managed the affairs of kingdom. <div><br /></div><div>"Ratanji , what are you thinking? We have no time.", Roopali spoke. He got back to reality. "Yes, I will send some of my men with you while I finish these miscreants attacking here. Once I am done, I will arrive there too.", he said. He quickly ordered some of his men to accompany her towards the safe house. He watched them leave while he continued fighting with his guilt inside and enemies outside.</div><div><br /></div><div>When they reached the safe house, few of soldiers distracted the enemies from their breaking in activity. Roopali headed towards the back door. Suddenly she turned behind to see how the soldiers were progressing with the attack. She was dumbstruck. It seemed like the enemy were winning over them. </div><div><br /></div><div>These sights led her to flashbacks of her past. Suddenly anger burned inside her. She ran towards the enemy while the soldiers accompanying her followed her in pursuit to stop her. Nothing could stop her. She was in fire. She grabbed a sword from dead soldier lying on the floor and slashed the enemy fighting the soldier in front of her. </div><div><br /></div><div>She killed many and wounded few enemy's men in fury. The queens and few of royal members watched her from the corner. They had sneaked out of back door to check on Roopali. But they were surprised to watch her fight. They wondered how a common girl knew nuances of sword fighting. She fought like a brave princess.</div><div><br /></div><div>Ratan arrived at the scene with his army. He declared in loud voice that the enemy have been defeated and Vijay Singh has been captured. Hearing this news, the enemy soldiers stopped fighting and ran back to save their lives. However they were captured. The war ended but the questions about Roopali's existence pondered in people's mind. </div><div><br /></div><div>(To be continued)</div>Simply fictionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343477949569330823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8511740011565551220.post-49629973812316522832020-07-28T01:31:00.001-07:002020-07-28T01:31:17.117-07:00The Betrayal Story - Part 27One of Ratan's soldiers who was tasked with getting information about the enemy, bought new information. "Sir, Vijay Singh has united with Rashid Sheikh. Those are Rashid Sheikh's soldiers.", he said. Ratan was furious. "Traitor ! How can he stoop so low? He has united with his own country's enemy to attack us.", he growled and ordered his army to stay firm and fight the enemy with all the strength they had.<div><br /></div><div>Vijay ordered his army to pace forward and attack. The infantries marched towards the city's main gate while Roopali guided the citizens of Rawalgarh containing womenfolk , children and senior citizen towards the palace where they would safeguarded. The queens joined with her on this mission. The war began. </div><div><br /></div><div>The soldiers assigned at the gate, controlled the onslaught of Vijay Singh's infantry. But they couldn't sustain for long due to large number of infantry from enemy's side. The enemy broke into the city, burning houses and shops on their way. Several men died. They had almost reached the palace when rain of arrows were shot on them by archers stationed on the top of the palace.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Some of enemy soldiers tried to break into safe house where Roopali, queens , royal members and the citizen were located. Every time , the soldiers tried to break the door, people cried in fear. An idea struck Roopali's mind."Is there any back door ?", she asked. Perplexed Satyavati replied, "Yes ! But why are you asking?" "To notify Vijay Singh's soldiers.", Gayatri said. Roopali stared at her in shock like a thief who was caught red handed.</div><div><br /></div><div>"Gayatri ! Not again ! If she really wanted to inform the enemy, she wouldn't have helped us or the people.", Satyavati reprimanded her. "There is a door backside." , she said while showing the door to Roopali. "Ok! I am sure Ratanji has no idea of enemy attacking us here. I will get some more people with me to attack them.", she said. "Take care, Roopali!", Satyavti said.</div><div><br /></div><div>Roopali smiled weakly as she sneaked out of the door. She hid from enemy while she looked out for Ratan Singh. She found Ratan ordering some of soldiers. "Ratanji", she called out. Ratan turned towards her side and looked at her in shock. "What are you doing here? You were supposed to be in the safe house.", he asked. "People need you. The enemy is trying to break in.", she said urgently. She got more tensed with passing of every minute.</div><div><br /></div><div>(To be continued)</div>Simply fictionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343477949569330823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8511740011565551220.post-68698520508927311632020-07-23T04:55:00.000-07:002020-07-23T04:55:12.698-07:00The Betrayal Story - Part 26Vijay Singh was euphoric after being appointed to lead the war against his arch rival. He had waited for months for this opportunity. He was given ten thousand powerful army which included great warriors and infantry. He had fool proof strategies devised after hours of discussion with the military expert. With absence of Amar Singh Rawal, the victory seemed easy.<div><br /></div><div>Rashid’s most trusted aide , Abdul wasn’t happy with his decision. “You shouldn’t have given him the lead, your highness . How can you entrust him with this responsibility? He is naive and can be easily defeated even by weakest solider of Rawalgarh. He may spoil the efforts we have put into this mission.”, he said.</div><div><br /></div><div>Rashid smirked and said, “I know. I want to keep the Rawalgarh busy with him while my spies in disguise of soldiers take note of all the secret passages that can help us defeat them . My army will be defeated and unlike these patriotic Indian kings, most of them will come back with fresh information of everything that can help me defeat them.”</div><div><br /></div><div>Roopali broke down when she got to know about the impending attack from Rashid’s spy whom she had bribed. She felt restlessness and paced around the house , thinking what she could do to save Rawalgarh and it’s people. She prayed for the early arrival of the king. </div><div><br /></div><div>It was early morning when Ratan Singh Rawal, the new commander appointed by Amar Singh was woken up by reluctant guard. “Sire, Prince Vijay Singh has arrived with his army to attack us.”, the guard said. Confused Ratan asked, “Didn’t we get the news that he was dead ?” </div><div><br /></div><div>He headed towards the vast balcony of the palace which stood like fort on the hilltop to get the view of Vijay Singh and his armies. He was stunned. He wondered how he could possibly get such mighty army in such short span of time. </div><div><br /></div><div>(To be continued)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Simply fictionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343477949569330823noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8511740011565551220.post-11145983111591457252020-07-22T00:33:00.001-07:002020-07-22T00:33:19.670-07:00The Betrayal Story - Part 25<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Amar Singh Rawal stood in front of his two wives while they performed aarti to safeguard his life and provide him victory in all the battles. After the little ritual, he bid goodbye as he left for the war. The prince of a neighboring kingdom had taken over his father's throne by murdering his father and now was causing havoc in his kingdom. His father was Amar's close friend - Pratap Chauhan who had helped him in all his battles.<div>
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"Why do you think the city will be attacked? Even if it happens, I have kept my trusted commander and some of my able troops here to safeguard my people and kingdom. I know you are tensed but you don't have to worry.", he said. "But... your people needs you.. I need you.", she begged him to stop. "I can't. I have given my friend my word that I would seek vengeance on his death. I can't betray my dead friend's trust", he said as he left. </div>
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"What a great news !", Rashid exclaimed. He threw small bag of precious gold coins to his spy. "Did you hear, Vijay? Our way is clear. You wanted to attack Rawalgarh badly to avenge your brother's death. Well! I give you the opportunity. Go and seize the kingdom.", he said. </div>
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Rashid began to worry. Vijay was right. What if his most trusted aide betrayed him ? She did give him all the updates on her progress and it was impressive. “What if she hid something from me? What if Vijay is right ?”, he wondered. With every question arising from his mind, he felt restless. He had lost many times while trying to attack Amar Singh’s city. He didn’t want to lose this time. She was his only hope. “Oh Mariam ! Hope you don’t betray me !”, he whispered.<br />
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Next day , he sent a spy as a messenger to check on Mariam. The spy travelled to Rawalgarh where Mariam was posted . When he reached, he found her holding King’s hands. Mariam was none another than Roopali. It seemed like she was wishing him good wishes and luck for his battle. Her eyes were filled with love as well as a pain. She didn’t want the king to leave. She wished he could stay a little longer. But he was a king and had duties to perform to safeguard his kingdom and people. She hid her pain though it reflected in her eyes.<br />
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As the king left, the messenger came out of his hiding place and arrived at her doorstep. She had almost turned to leave to get back to household work when she noticed the messenger. She immediately recognised him and asked him to come in. She looked around for any suspicious activity before closing the door. “Why did your highness Rashid sent you? I have already given the updates few days back ”, she whispered.<br />
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“ The king has a message for you. He asked you to quickly finish your work. He can’t wait any longer to began his attack.”, he said. She became anxious. “Fine, I will. Tell your highness Rashid that only when I give you a signal that I finished my work, then only he can begin his battle. Ask him to be patient .”, she said.<br />
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As soon as he left, she began to think what she was going to do. She restlessly paced her living room. She had to tell the king about the past she had hid from him. The past which haunts her even today. An identity which she had discarded as soon as she stepped inside Rawalgarh. She almost accepted she was Roopali. She had forgotten that Roopali was just a trap set by Rashid to distract Amar.<br />
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She was princess of not so big kingdom. Her father wasn’t as strong as Amar Singh. Rashid defeated him easily as he plundered their treasure and bought her sisters and her in his harem as they weren’t courageous to do Jauhar to protect their honour. She had tried many times to kill herself but she had failed. Finally she accepted her fate and became Rashid’s favourite concubine. She had given up hope until she found hope in Amar Singh Rawal.<br />
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Vijay Singh was frustrated. It had been months since he had planned to attack his arch rival - Amar Singh with help of Rashid. He was irritated by lukewarm approach of the crusader. He had heard stories of his aggression and evilness from people but he was surprised to see no action from him since many months. "What is he doing?", he wondered every night. <div>
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"My dear friend, what brings you at this odd hour ? Probably to give me company to enjoy this relaxing evening !", Rashid spoke casually. He noticed there was some stress in his friend's eyes. "What happened ?You seem disturbed.", he asked. "Hmm... I.. I am not able to rest with thoughts of my enemy enjoying peaceful life at his home, bothering me. The soul of my dead brother taunts me every day , asking me when I will avenge his death.", Vijay Singh said , finally opening his heart out.</div>
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Gayatri was shocked by king’s reaction. She had never seen him get angry at Satyavati. Satyavati was the wise one among them. She gently rubbed her head, wondering what is so special about Roopali that has made the king blinded that he doesn’t want to listen to his wise wife - whose words he always listened to.<br />
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She knew love is blind and now she had seen the proof. She had to do something to cure her husband’s blindness. She didn’t want to be Satyavati - always sacrificing for betterment of others. She wanted her husband’s attention back on her. She was selfish for his love and wanted his undivided attention.<br />
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She watched Suryavanshi stomping out of room and Satyavati had rushed behind him to cool him down. The king was still seething in anger. She knew it wasn’t right time to speak to the king. She walked out of room too while planning her mission. She remembered what Suryavanshi had found out through his spies - Roopali isn’t whom she claims to be.<br />
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Next day, she met Suryavanshi at the army training ground where he was supervising the progress of army’s training. He greeted her though he wasn’t fond of her presence. “If you are here to speak on behalf of the king and to belittle me for my doings , then I am in no mood to listen. I have already my share of my hearing from my sister.”, he said firmly.<br />
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“No ! You are wrong. I believe your word. I always knew there was something wrong in that girl when she arrived.”, she said. He was slightly surprised. He knew Gayatri was insecure about the new girl in king’s life but he never thought she would be so open about it. “Can we speak in private? There are many king’s men snooping on our conversation.”, she said. He agreed.<br />
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They headed towards a scheduled place which wasn’t too far from the ground. He could still see the view of the ground from there. He waited for her to speak while she gathered her thoughts. “I would like to proceed with the investigation . I don’t trust this Roopali. We need enough proofs to prove her guilty.”, she said. “What do you mean by we?”, he asked. “I can’t do this alone. I would need your help.”, she replied. He smirked, “Fine! I will help you out.”<br />
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The pain was unbearable for Gayatri. She watched her husband who was once smitten by her spend his whole time with another lady. There were times when she wanted to chastise him for his actions but he was a king and no one dared to question him. He had done this to his first wife by bringing her home as his second wife after exhausting war he had fought on behalf of her father who had betrothed her to him as token of his gratitude.<br />
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She remembered the times when he had spent all of his time with her instead of his first wife. Now it was her turn to take the back seat as the king would bring his third wife soon. Just like Satyavati, she had to ignore her emotions and welcome his decision because he was king and he had the right to marry as many times he want.<br />
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Her heart became heavy as she thought about the king and his new interest. She wept silently during lonely nights. Mornings were difficult. She sometimes wished she wasn’t alive. The king’s radiant smile and reason for that smile burnt her heart. But she hid her miseries from everyone as she knew they would console with the same reason.<br />
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Days passed by. Her miseries increased. She stayed awake whole night while nursing her broken heart. Suddenly , one fine day, something struck her. She was spending lazy afternoon with Satyavati and her brother. While she stayed quiet , they spoke casually. The conversation suddenly directed to Roopali and her lineage. She wanted to get up when something Suryavanshi spoke got her attention, “I had checked about Roopali through my spies. The village she said she is from doesn’t exist. I feel there’s something hideous about her.”<br />
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“Why would she lie about her village ?”, Satyavati asked. “I don’t know but my spies wouldn’t lie.”, he protested. “Then I will speak to king about this.”, she said. She immediately headed towards the king’s chamber with her brother and Gayatri where he was busy signing some bills to be passed. He looked up at her and smiled.“What brings you here, Satyavati? You bought your whole troupe here. There must be something serious.”, he said. She asked the guards and ministers to leave the room. When they left, she spoke, “Your highness, there is something I need to share. My brother, Suryavanshi, has found something alarming about Roopali from his spies. He says that she had lied about her village. The village she spoke about doesn’t exist.”.<br />
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