Razia Sultan….the story retold (season 2) ( Chapter 12 )

Chapter 11- A Spy?

Royal Palace , Ajabgarh-
The sun rays kissed the soil of of Ajabgarh , Princess Rajshree was already awake , she was busy with her brothers , when suddenly a messenger appeared from nowhere and knocked the doors “Baisa , there’s a letter for you.” he an announced , Rajshree drew her eyebrows together and took the letter from his hand “Thank you” she thanked the messenger and turned to her brother , sitting there. “I’ll join you again this evening , have some important task.’ she said before leaving the chamber . She rushed back to her chamber with an anxious expression , she was too busy thinking about the letter to notice that Nasir had called her twice , reaching her chamber , she closed the doors cautiously and pulled the curtains , restricting any view of her chamber .

Fatimah’s POV-

I got one of my spies’ message , the messenger to deliver it was also a spy of mine , I have been a spy and hence , I am very good at managing these things , Pitaji’s life is in danger , someone’s planning to assassinate him and that too ….within us , someone among us is the culprit , I need to meet the spy for further information at a secret location , through this letter , he informed me that he had collected further information. I dressed up as messenger and covered my face , well , but I didn’t mind the nose ring still on my face , I simply love nose rings. I finally made my way through a secret passage in my chamber and reached my horse ,it was jet black one , my favorite , I patted it and covered my face with the extension of my turban’s cloth and jumped on my horse and galloped towards the secret location.

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But she was oblivion of the fact that she was being followed by someone.

“What information do you have?” she asked the spy waiting for her at the spot . “So far , I guess someone from the court , who has joined the king of Umarkot – Surya. “ the spy answered “Hmm , good , you may leave now , take the other route.” she instructed him , as soon as the spy lefty , she again covered her face with the cloth and turned to go when she felt someone’s eyes on her , but who , alerted at once , her hands automatically reached her sword.

Nasir’s POV-
This morning I saw Fatimah rushing towards her chamber , I called her twice but she seemed to be too munch engrossed into something , I thus decided to wait outside , when it seemed to be quiet long , I decided to go for a horse ride all alone , but to my surprise , as soon as I reached there to take away my horse , I saw someone already present there , a messenger , he seemed to be , but as soon as he turned around to check anyone’s presence , I was quick enough to hide myself but I also realised that the messenger was a ‘she’ not ‘he’ , her eyes , …..wait , it was Fatimah herself , suspicious , I followed her on my horse , she reached a forested area and had a man already waiting for her , protective , possessive or curious , whatever it was , it was making me not like any unknown man around MY WIFE. Well , I hid myself a few feet away , behind a tree and let my eyes observe them and their actions , unfortunately , I couldn’t hear them , but , I was clever enough to conclude within minutes that the ‘unknown man’ was actually a spy , I unconsciously sighed in relief. Then Fatimah turned around and I leaned back to the tree trunk . It was then less than a minute when I felt a sharp edge of metal touching my neck . It was a sword of course!

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“What are you doing here King of Ghazni.” Fatimah hissed in annoyance , pressing the sword hrder on his skin , yet not letting it give him a wound. “Do you want my sword to detach your head from your body?” she threatened .In return , Nasir just smirked and handed over his dagger to her“ Yeh ser jhukta bhi aapke saamnay hain aur uthta bhi aapke samney hain , agar kaat dengi toh bura nahi maanenge (This head bows before you and raises before you , if you cut it , I won’t mind.)” he said while bowing with a mischievous smile.
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