Princess Fighter: Search for the Throne

Chapter 95: It Finally Happened

Late Night, Prithvi's House

Suryakant has long been employed by his superiors, specifically for this mission, simply because Charulata has come into the field again.

He had done careful planning and taken the time to approach her at the right moment. All along, he had thought that he was in complete control of all factors but it seemed that he had underestimated it greatly ...

First, he did not anticipate her bringing him to this place and considered it to be his folly. Although his people were aware that this was Prithvi's lair, no one had ever managed to enter.

Ever since Charulata took her an hour ago, she had only fantasized about how to catch Prithvi, once Prithvi died from the poison.

In fact, he had been working on his knot secretly ever since he tied it up. Capturing the head of Suraksha Chakra would bring her unparalleled glory and restore her lost pride.

Unfortunately, now it seems that his dream will not come true in this life.

Bela downed the foul-smelling potion and drank a jug full of water, right after.

He told Prithvi,

"I intend to leave this place as soon as dawn breaks which is a few hours away. Just arrange about seven to eight liters of drinking water for me. Also, can you bring someone to take care of it?To interrogate this man. I'm tired of playing with him now."

Listening to his cold-blooded statement, the two men reacted differently. One was full of admiration, the other was filled with terror and misery.

"I told you, didi, that you are still as great as before," Prithvi suddenly sounded like his eighteen-year-old self for that short moment.

Bela looked at him and replied,

"We're wasting time. Have you been able to investigate the breach?"

Prithvi returns to his gloomy self as he follows Bela out of the place, leaving the tightly bound man, feeling abandoned and worried.

Besides, he was completely confused!!!

Wasn't that woman supposed to be obsessed with taking revenge on him?

Why did the plot become so different?

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Dawn, Prithvi's house

"You know that a few more hours won't make much of a difference now. I've told Shauryaveer to be more vigilant for now. I think he can defend the fort for another day. It's not that we're going to war tomorrow" Prithvi persuaded.

He's worried about Bela. He has done the ancient yoga practice of Shankaprakashalan (Cleaning of the Intestine) to take care of all the toxins and toxins in his body.

After vomiting many times, fatigue and pallor were clearly visible on his face.

But Bela shook her head and convinced her,

"I rented a carriage instead of riding a horse this time. Anyway, I feel bad for the next few hours. It is better to spend that time constructively. Help me with some effective disguises so I can sneak out of your house undetected."

He shook his head at his persistence and gave up. After a while, he asked,

"What do you want me to do with him?"

Bela threw an indifferent look towards the warehouse and replied,

"You can put it in a large container of oil, seasoned with salt and turmeric. Once the immersion is complete, he can be served as a pickle to his subjects. Or just use the leather to make some shoes and bags. Doesn't really care. Remember, he's an old player and I don't think you'll be able to get much information out of him."

Prithvi smirked at the cruelty of his teacher and wanted to show off a bit to impress him.

"I will do what is necessary. And, you don't have to worry about getting out of here. I'll take you through the tunnel that connects my home with Gurukul. This is the design I designed and executed myself."

Looking at her silently arrogantly, Bela hid her smile and said very seriously,

"I can't wait to see it."

Prithvi seems to have forgotten Bela's 'personal small hill' in the present-day North Zilla. After twenty minutes under his care, Bela became a woman, no younger than sixty days. He patted her on the back in recognition of her skills. Suddenly, there was a bit of noise in the wooden window.

The Ramanujam eagle has arrived!

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A few kilometers away, the Royal Palace

Rani Samyukta wakes up as usual at dawn and has just finished a mock fight with her trainer.

Clad in a pale lavender muslin dress, several hair tendrils were clinging onto her sweat-filled face. He had a busy day today. The final round of the QIT competition will start in a few hours and he will have to be present until the event takes place.

“Your despicable servant, Indrani please permission to enter,” the door of the training arena is pushed open.

Rani Samyukta smiled and quipped,

"I saw that you were back, full of etiquette from your house. I think you should visit them more often... oh, are you sick?"

Indrani had received news of her father being extremely unwell a few days ago and rushed to meet them. The queen immediately gathered and sent a team of the best medical practitioners with her. He personally tracked down the news about his father and was told that he had improved since then. That's why it's a shock to see the appearance of Indrani that is so terrible at this time.

He seems to be very old in the last few days. His eyes sank and his weight must have dropped. Rani Samkyukta covered the distance between them and gripped her best friend's arm.

Indrani shook her head and replied,

"I'm doing fine. I think the tension in the last few days has weighed on me. I'm not trying to worry you. And thank you for sending the Vaidya team. My family and I are very grateful."

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Royal Palace, Chandragarh

Rani Samyukta looked at her friend and asked in a loud tone,

"Who are you? What have you done to my senses? The last time she was polite to me, was on the day of my coronation as queen, many years ago."

Hearing his words, Indrani cried. He approached in the distance and hugged Rani Samyukta, sobbing.

"There. Just eject. Everything's gonna be okay now. Don't worry so much. Why did you come back so soon? Do you think me and the palace can't function without you? Let me tell you, everything's going well. If you want, you can take a few more days off" he offered generously.

Indrani shook her head without saying anything and said,

"I'm sorry for going on strike like this. I'll go and start preparing for the day you take a shower."

Mini replicas of the royal palace have been installed in the sprawling royal gardens. The QIT contestants along with various foreign dignitaries and royal ministers will be present here in some time. Although the outcome of the final round would be determined by the queen and her ministers, zilla leaders even commoners were invited to the palace for this event.

People started milling outside the royal palace late at night in excitement. It was not every day that they could enter the palace or see their favorite queen up close and personal.

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An hour later, inside the palace

"The show will start in a few hours. Make sure everyone is sitting down by then. Check if the contestant or his teammates need anything. There should be no mistakes or mistakes on our part," Indrani was busy barking instructions.

The long line of officers nodded their heads before dispersing from there. Pinching the area between his forehead, he got rid of the annoying headache at the back of his mind. There's a lot to do today. He cannot falter at this moment.

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Gouruk

Abhirath was waiting outside the Gurukul gate for the royal carriage along with the others who would take them to the palace. Mriga was pale from nervousness but otherwise remained calm. He wore a school uniform instead of wasting time looking for clothes that fit the event.

On the other hand, Vaishali was wearing military-like equipment and looked majestic and imposing. With his height and stature, it looked perfect for him. He seemed ready to fight in the true sense of the word.

And then there's Vindhya. Wearing a flowing beautiful dress, made of the softest silk, she looked like a princess. He did not add any ornaments or embellishments to his clothes, but it only added to his overall elegance.

Both Ishani and Ganga give a worried look to Mriga, but she seems oblivious to her opponents' 'power suit.

Yash and Chiranjeev were preoccupied with last-minute speculation about the kind of task awaiting them this morning.

They did not even know if it would be completed today or extended to another day.

Pretending to look to an obscure point in the distance, Vaishali steals a glance at Abhirath but the latter remains unconscious or deliberately indifferent, making him retract his eyes in the end.

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Royal palace

Indrani opens the door to the Queen's room. He held a steaming glass of milk in his hand, but the queen was nowhere to be seen. Closing the door, he turned around and asked the staff on duty there about the whereabouts of Rani Samyukta.

The maid looked puzzled and replied that the queen had not been out of the room for the past half hour. Indrani stared confusedly at the door and stepped away.

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Market, Capital, Chandragarh

An old lady was sitting in the bird courier office. It was the only place in the capital that had the largest network of birds available in the country for correspondence.

In the past hour, he had sent many messages across the country and some of them were even overseas! The problem was that he insisted on releasing a large number of birds simultaneously, each time he wanted to send a single message.

Although he paid for it, it was too wasteful to release twenty birds while only one of them was bound by the message. The old woman had already spent quite a bit of money on this. It's not that he's selling some national secrets, is it?

So wasteful!

He still has a lot of messages left on his hands, but the company has run out of new batches of pigeons and eagles, to use this morning.

Waking up, he staggered slightly, probably because of his age before grumbling,

"You don't have enough couriers with you. Stop posting false ads. I was fooled by him. Now I have to go and find another agency for the rest of my job."

The owner of the establishment reminds himself of the fact that the 'customer is supreme' and swallows back whatever he wants to say in return.

Bela stepped out of the shop, and took a deep breath. She is still in the disguise that Prithvi gave her.

Thankfully, this appearance matched his current unhealthy condition, helping him escape the dizzying attacks and trembling limbs as a symptom of old age instead of the side effects of a powerful poison!

Prithvi goes to see the Queen while she comes to do other chores.

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Devyani brothel

Prithvi had just finished giving a summary of what he knew and suspected until now. Amazingly, Rani Samyukta only worried for a few seconds before controlling herself back. He was impressed with his calmness as he was still recovering from the letter he received an hour ago.

While the first part of the letter made him feel relieved, the last line on the page was…

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Royal Palace, Chandragarh

"Who is Abhirath here?" A uniformed officer came and asked in the tent where Mriga and his friends had just settled.

Abhirath immediately stood up and walked towards the person.

"Your presence with Chiranjeev has been requested by your teacher. Please come with me, immediately," said the man.

With a puzzled look, the boy looked at each other and then left the tent, following the stone-faced man.

"Which teacher?" Mriga muttered to Nirbhay but he shook his head and told him to concentrate on the upcoming contest.

The boy followed the man for about half a kilometer before reaching one end of the royal park. They stand at the entrance of the queen's private stables featuring some of the best known purebred horses in the world.

The two boys had the same temperament and no words were needed between them to understand each other's thoughts. Moreover, they had been working in close quarters for almost a year now.

Although this was the royal palace and everything was heavily guarded, the two young men were already vigilant and actively paying attention to their surroundings.

"Wait here," with that, the man turned around and left from there.

Before any of them could say anything, Prithvi's voice beckoned to them from within the dark hall. Other than occasionally neighing the horses, the place was silent. No staff in sight either.

"Guruji.." they bowed to him and waited for him to speak, showing no nervousness or curiosity, even though the situation was strange.

Prithvi was satisfied to see their faces and felt confident that he had chosen the right person for this task.

"There are two sets of uniforms kept here. After changing clothes, you will go to the main entrance gate. You should look for an old lady who will reach the gate in about half an hour. He would not carry an identity letter and would argue with the guards at the entrance of the palace. You must take him away from there under the pretext of interrogating him and bringing him back to this place. This permission will allow you to move across the palace unhindered," he stopped as he took out two shiny black metal plates from his pocket.

The boy each took one and waited for him to continue.

"From then on, you were under his command. His words are my words and you should follow him without hesitation or delay. This matter is really serious and I'm weighing on your shoulders. If you have any doubts or you think that you are not ready, speak now" Prithvi's voice was cold and unyielding.

Abhirath swallowed back the problem of being part of Mriga's team and his presence for the same.

His instincts told him that this task was more important at the moment. Before they finished bidding farewell, Prithvi had disappeared into the back end of the dark hall, his old blue kurta fused with the surroundings.

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After an hour

Mriga stepped out of the tent with nervous steps. All three contestants have been called to perform in front of the crowd and will be given their duties now.

There is no news of Abhirath and Chiranjeev, making him feel uncomfortable, but Yash has done a good job of keeping his mind focused through various skill games, test his quick thinking and more in the last sixty minutes.

As soon as he left, Nirbhay looked at Vandit and gestured for him to step aside and speak.

But before he could say anything, Vandit spoke up,

"We stick to the plan. Won't look for those two boys, don't lose focus.it's too important for Mriga and we have to keep our attention here and now."

Nirbhay grinned at her firm tone. He thought that he should convince the man for this, as he was very close to Abhirath and tension had been seen on his face ever since the two left.

But he did not say anything and just patted Vandit on the shoulder,

"Okay, I'll listen to whatever you say."

Vindhya, Mriga, and Vaishali extended their greetings to the queen and the other people sitting on the podium.

The three girls seemed calm and confident, making the audience form a positive impression for all of them.

Rani Samyukta was sitting on the highest platform, due to her status. He was flanked on the left by his entire group of ministers, from education to strategy to finance. On his right side, is the most important foreign dignitary, Prince Mithilesh who has been enjoying the hospitality of Chandragarh for more than two weeks now.

Mriga saw Prithvi among a group of people standing very close to the stairs leading to the podium.

As if sensing his gaze, Prithvi's eyes landed on Mriga's face but her facial expression did not change. He looked away, held down *******!

Guruji was cold as usual. Did he expect a thumbs-up from her and that too, in public???

"Comment contestants. I will announce the task now. This is a simulation exercise where each of you should be the ruler of the kingdom. On your left side, there are three large vessels stored, which contain placards mentioning various resources. Of these, you are allowed to choose three. The audience sitting behind you has been divided into three parts and they will act as the men and women of your country for this task. You have two hours to establish the policy and structure of your kingdom. A respectable panel will assess you based on three parameters - internal structure, defense strategy, and foreign policy. You are welcome to ask your team for support for this task," the person completes his instructions and asks the three contestants if they have any questions.