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The Difficult Times

Background: Rana Pratap rose to prominence as the new hope for Mewar in February 1572. His subjects and chiefs had a lot of faith in his ability to remove the Mughal influence from Rajputana. In the year 1573, in the months of February, June and November, Raja Man Singh, his father Bhagwan Das and Todal Mal came to persuade the Rana on alliances respectively. Although he received the fellow Rajputs cordially, their purpose remained unsolved. These frequent visits to his court from alliances of Akbar made Gogunda vulnerable as a capital. He decided to move himself to a small village at Girwa, about 8 miles from Haldighati. Not being able to reach him anymore, Akbar's chieftains were forced to prepare for war against the Rana. Under the leadership of Man Singh, Akbar's army reached Haldighati, the chosen battlefield on the banks of the Banas River. The brave Rajputs having only half the army's strength fought bravely and an injured Rana was taken to safety by his favourite

The Wounds of Love

The procession had stopped at a clearing. The women and children needed to rest for the day. The maids and guards who had followed them into this life of difficulty and sacrifice quickly laid the tents for rest. The young crown prince, still a child, was not used to the extreme conditions of the open air and the desert sun. He was slightly feverish. In his tent, his mother put her hand on his warm forehead worried. There were sounds of footsteps and she grew alarmed. The tent curtains parted. It was his father. She managed a smile, he looked worried and tired. "Is he all right? He still has a fever doesn't he?" His voice was filled with guilt. Maybe if he did not want the throne or take it upon himself to liberate their land from the Mughals, his son would have lived the luxurious life he lived.  " He is fine Kunwar sa, he is only five. He needs to get some rest. He is not used to the desert sun. Please stop worrying." He clearly saw the worry in her eyes. She

Marriage: Alliance and Love

She sat quietly on the palace balcony, her baby sound asleep on the Jhula . Unlike traditional Princesses, she was born a commoner and hence did not let her firstborn be taken care of by Dai Ma . After all, she was the future Maharani and had to make sure the heir to the throne was safe. After all, she was one of the few to know how manipulative her stepmother-in-law was. The Bhatiyani Queen hated her husband. Suddenly she heard footsteps and grew alarmed. "Baiji Sa..." She was relieved to see her Daasi .  " Yes, what is it?" " Maharani Sa send you a message to be ready, Kunwar sa and Rana ji will be arriving back in Chittor any time soon, and it's been twenty-one days so Maharani Sa wants you to welcome Kunwarsa yourself." As the Daasi left, She picked up her newborn, kissed his forehead and whispered, " Kunwar Sa will see you for the first time." Her eyes twinkled with joy. He had written to her continuously these last few months when he