Udai Singh had called Jaivanta Bai and Sajja Bai to his chambers. "I knew it, Jija." Sajja Bai smiled at a worried Jaivanta Bai. "Rana ji will not punish Kunwar Pratap for long, three days, and he has called us. This means he will set Kunwarsa free. " Jaivanta Bai had her doubts. Dheerbai had kept him busy the last three days in her chambers; he was too angry to talk to Jaivanta Bai now, and Dheerbai would surely use this opportunity . She was right. As they entered Udai Singh's chambers, Sajja Bai's smile faded, seeing Dheerbai smile at them. "Ayiye." Udai Singh spoke up. " I wanted to discuss something." "Discuss?" Jaivanta Bai frowned. "Or tell?" She stared at Dheerbai. Udai Singh was used to this side of her enough to ignore it as he addressed Sajja Bai. "We are thinking of getting Kunwar Pratap married." "We?" Jaivanta Bai frowned as Sajja Bai's smile faded. "I was n...
The evening aarti was held at the Mahanal Temple, where the Royal family decided to thank Lord Shiva for his blessings. Jaivanta Bai was looking for an opportunity to tell Rana Udai Singh about Kunwar Pratap's choice of a bride. But Rani Bhattiyani was making sure Ranaji was not alone ever. She was following him like a shadow. So Jaivanta Bai decided to wait till they reached Chittorgarh instead. Ajabdeh knew he would leave in a day or two. And ever since she came to know Dheerbai's intentions, she was scared. Ajabdeh was always a believer in the fact that families are units that stay together always. His Chotima was not someone she would call family. She was a potential competitor. Or even an enemy. What annoyed Ajabdeh in just this one day was how both Ranaji and Kunwar Pratap respected her words like Ved Gyaan. Could they not see what she could, or was it a strategy to outplay her? It was hard to tell. His silence in her battle in the courtroom made her worry more...
Rao Surtan was at the Fort gates as the soldiers tried in vain to attack with arrows from above the towers. His troop was stronger and more competent than the one Balwant headed at the Bijolia Fort Gates. They had managed to hold the troops back for a day, but they feared they could no longer do so. “Break the door”, Surtan ordered the elephants. “Where is Ajabdeh?” Hansa looked around the cellar. “Jija!” Ratan exclaimed. “She was on the roof last time I saw her.” “Ajabdeh.” Hansa Bai opened the cellar door and stepped out, followed by Ratan, who was equally worried. “Stay back!” Sajja Bai called in vain as Jaivanta Bai too walked out and up the stairs to the corridors of the Rani Mahal in search of Ajabdeh. Surtan’s troop had entered the palace, and he made his way to the Rani Mahal. He was having different thoughts now. Killing Jaivanta Bai won't yield him anything… Maybe capturing a few young maidens… Ratan froze in the corridor, seeing the man approach. Behind...
Kunwar Pratap hugged his mother. He had missed her warmth and the feeling of home. Jaivanta Bai smiled observantly at him. It had been a while since she saw her son. Sajja Bai had accompanied her here with the Bhattiyani queen and had reached out to her brother in Jaisalmer for shelter with the princesses until the war ended. She refused to stay like a commoner at Samant’s house. “Majhli Maasa.” Kunwar Pratap touched her feet and got a hug in return. “ Where is Chotima?” “She went to Jaisalmer to her Bhai Raimal.” Jaivanta Bai replied. Dressed simply in a blue lehenga and silver jewellery, she still looked elegant. The sound of payal made everyone turn as Hansa smiled at her daughter, approaching with refreshments. “This is Ajabdeh. My eldest.” Ajabdeh stepped forward to touch the queen’s feet while Kunwar Pratap stepped back carefully, watching with a smile. Jaivanta Bai cupped her face and blessed her as she noticed her son’s reaction in silence. “Ajabdeh, show them the...
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