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.
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.
He stared at his enemy and his huge army who were standing few miles away 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.
“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.
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.
Amar Singh was disgusted. But it was no surprise to him 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.
(To be continued)
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