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Abhayankara....

The way my horse was rushing towards the palace was out of words. I closed my eyes and saw nothing but pure hatred towards the so-called king there. The audacity for him to stand where once stood my father Maharaj Ananthaka. The world has seen Maharaj Ananthaka's valor now they are going to see yuvaraj Abhaankara's anger.

Dhusyanth charged the arrows from the running horse side of me and i turned to see the sena veeras falling like a falling leaves. We crossed the mukya dwar (main gates) of the city. I turned to find a head still hanging on the gates. 

That was my father's. 

My every inch of my skin is burning in rage. I wanted blood, the blood of this bloody traitor. My inner rakshas want nothing but blood and he is gladly going to get it. The way was so clear as my sena is taking care of paths for me. The screams were so evident in the air. Every where i could smell blood and i was inhaling like a asuran(blood thirsty monsters) who needs nothing but blood. I am going to slice the head of the so called maharaj and drink his blood. "Dhushyanth..." i yelled at him. Arrows were charging from the palace. Pulling the horse which i was riding i jumped from it and pulled my sword and swiftly twisted in a circle just to slice anyone i could see. The same place which was once my home was now being taken down by me. 

"Yuvaraj the traitor is in maha darbar(main court room) in the hiding area. Take few sena veeras and go their. Once we take him the war will end." said my senapathi. Nodding my head i ran to the maha darbar. The darbar was empty. Holding the sword in the hand i walked into the middle of the darbar hall. The paintings of my forefathers were now been replaced by this traitor king's paintings and his family and one took my interest. My cousin's painting. Dhushyanth's elder anna Dhayalan. He was a dhayalan (kind hearted) person just the way his name says as he gave away the country for his power. He is the traitor. 

"Well well well who is here to show his royal presence." came a mocking voice. I closed my eyes and breathed through my nose. Dhayalan is standing behind me. Taking a deep breathe i turned to see him. There stood once my family now the traitor anna of mine. He was wearing silk dhothi and golden armor around his chest. If only that would save him from my real anna Dhushyanth. I held the handle of my sword tight. Before either of us could charge came an arrow from my behind to his thigh. He screamed in agony but it was as always a nilambari to my ears. 

"You traitor..." came a yelling voice from the behind. Dhushyanth. He ran forward with a set of sena veera and the other side i could see many were coming for the rescue of Dhayalan. Dhshyanth always respected Dhayalan. For him Dhayalan was a fatherly figure. If he would do anything for his sister he would give his life for his anna. Dhayalan was a such a nice elder anna of us but his dhayalam nature was towards the traitor. Dhushyanth held Dhayalan in his neck and now the entire body was a mess of blood. It felt so pathetic for us to fight, between bloods but when it comes to Dharmadesam family is left behind and it is only Dharmam which comes first. 

"What wrong my sister did to you ?? Just born after you ? What wrong did our parents did other than giving birth to you ?? She was been molested, tortured and torn apart. When her jeevan (life) was leaving her body her athma (soul) was totally broken. Never thought the same blood would make the same blood's life miserable. You unfaithful athma. The rakshas was none other than you." with that he was tearing the armor from the body making him scream in agony. The armors would be tightly held in the body and when we tear them without unlocking the hooks it makes it difficult to remove which would be fatal at times it would skin them out. 

Dhushyanth was so satisfied hearing the painful cries from his elder anna. 

"Please don't do this... I am your anna..." came a pathetic excuse from Dhayalan. 

"Cry , cry hard, scream hard. These were the some of the pleasing sounds that would sooth my athma from burning rage. They were nothing infront of my family's cry. Cry hard...." he said and tore the armor making Dhayalan to gasp for air. The skin from his chest was now skimmed out. He was begging for dhayalam but today it is not Dhushyanth doing anything but the son of the father who was been cheated by his own son. The son of the mother who was been eaten by agni (fire), the anna of the sister who was been molested by a group of vultures. 

"Cry hard anna cry hard. I was not able to protect my sister. I was not able to do my eema kreyai (last rights) to my parents. I was been sent away to protect my prince just to know my anna my own anna would kill my princess , my little one ? cry hardd......" he screamed making the entire darbar to shake in his rage and he sliced the heart with the arrow which were piercing his body. 

"Cry hard...." he said and punched the heart again and again and again until there was no heart left. Everything was bloody mess. Dhushyanth left Dhayalan on the floor and he fell with no life in his body. Dhushyanth's legs gave up. Until now i was making sure no one is interfering his by rudra thandav and to complete his rage by killing the first traitor. Dhushyanth was now on his knees. His eyes were tearing but he was breathing hard. He made it. He killed the traitor but he also killed his brother , the one who he looked upon, the one he respected as his own father. The one he considered as his guru (teacher). Walking towards him i placed my hand on his shoulder. He sucked a harsh breathe. He looked at me with tearing eyes. "I killed my own brother Abhaya..." he said in a broken voice. I just held him tight. He cried. I know he is killing himself due to guilt but this is not the cry. It is the time for revenge. 

"Well well well... look who is here to be in my darbar." came a voice which was a bit dull voice. I turned to see who it was Chitrakethu. He was now surrounded by my sena. I thought he was tough but he was not even close to my mama. Mama stood there pointing the sword towards Chitrakethu and he was breathing hard. Dhushyanth wiped his eyes and stood up with his head held up high. I smirked looking at Chitrakethu who was now been chained. Walking towards him i felt as if i am a roaring lion walking and watching my prey. Taking a small knife i held it towards him and his eyes were reflecting in the knife. 

"Look at the Maharaj Chitrakethu who is now my slave." I yelled at him. Mama was happy looking at me. I smiled at him. 

"The war is won. The kingdom has gone down. I am now pronouncing myself as the king of Dharmadesham and my brother Dhushyanth would be the senapathi." I roared making everyone drop on their knees and bowing their heads down. Chitrakethu looked at me with such a rage. Without thinking he pulled a dagger from one of the soldier. He charged towards me. Before i could even blink i was been shielded by my mama. Everything around me was standing still. Mama was been stabbed by chitrakethu. The only family i have other than my brother is now standing infront of me to save me. 

Dhushyanth held mama and i charged towards Chitrakethu. He wants a dual and he is getting. "You made a grave mistake chitrakethu..." i spoke in a deep voice. I could see only red all around. Before he could even blink i punched in his stomach which was been injured. Punching there again and again i made him fall down. Before i could give another punch he kicked me. I stumbled back and fell. He held his stomach and i sat and took a breathe. He was trying to get up but before he could i rushed to him and kicked him hard. He groaned in pain. I punched his jaw making a crack in that. He screamed in pain and i pulled my knife which was near the ground. I punctured it on his shoulder. He squirmed under me as i was sitting on his stomach placing my knee on that and did that again and again making him practically unconscious.  Stumbling back i took few more breathes. Dhushyanth came me to help me to stand up by giving me a hand. 

"Mama ??" all i asked. Dhushyanth nodded his head and said " ayurvathi is taking care of him and now everyone stopped the war. We have won it Abhaya... you restored the dharma in the dharma desam." he said and hugged me tight. We held each other and we finally cried for every athma we lost. 

Turning to my left i saw the unconscious Chitrakethu. "Seniko (soldier) take this traitor to kalagraham (prison) and make sure he is not being treated and not giving even water for what he has done. In two days his trail will happen." I said and he nodded his head. Once he was taken out the place was now to start to becoming to silent. The war is over. I got my rajyam (kingdom) back. This is Dharmadesam and i would rule this with Dharma. My karthavyam (duty/responsibility) is now done. All i thought was to become the raja and bring the rani of the rajyam. 

Just few more days priye your Mukundh is coming to make you his rani as his queen....

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Finally made it... Sorry again for a laaaatttteeeee update. Hope you guys ok with the update. Hope this is lengthy enough for the late update. 

Will try to write soon, the level best to write more. This update made me excited to write more. 

Until next update...

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Shri...