𝑰𝒏𝒅𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒌𝒉𝒂, a young cheerful girl from Kaliyug, is reborn as the sister of the Pandavas after she dies. She was the apple of their eyes, their soul, their peace.
She was Yudishthir's mind.
She was Bheem's strength.
She was Arjun's eyes.
She...
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"I-I bet my younger brother Nakul." Yudishthir himself couldn't understand the weight of the power he held at this moment. He could've easily stood up and left, but of course, he wouldn't. It was as if his hands were tied up in shackles of his self-righteousness. They were strong, he couldn't break free even if he tried to.
Duryodhan smirked, sharing a look with his brothers and then the Pandavas.
"I bet my younger brother, Vrikarn." He announced, as if proud.
And the real game began.
"Impossible! They would never do that!" Gandhari growled, standing up. Kunti was pacing around the room, beads of sweat shining on her forehead. "They would, Jiji. They would." She walked up to her and whispered, "We should think calmly." Gandhari sat down, leaving only Kunti standing. Their gazes shifted to Indu. She seemed frozen, realization had dawned upon her. She didn't move one bit until her hands started trembling. All of a sudden, she stood up and dashed towards the door. "I'm leaving Hastiapur."
"Putri! You can't just go."
"Oh, but I am!" Kunti got a hold of her arm and dragged her back in. "Ma! Please, you don't understand." She sighed. "I know, baccha, this all sounds wierd but I understand as much as you understand, right now."
Indu sat down, giving up. I guess some things are just meant to happen.
Wait, no! I cannot just accept this. It happened once, it won't again.
But what if, it's way too major and like Kanha said I shouldn't change many things?
UGH! I cannot make decisions, that too, such important ones. Think, Indu, think. Everything depends on you!
"Samrat Yudishthir has lost Rajkumar Nakul in this round."
"THUD!"
Kunti fell down, unable to hear the news. "Kunti!"
"What do you mean he lost!?"
"Mata, calm down. I'll take care of it."
***
"Move. I need to go in."
"Women are not allowed here, please go back, Maharani." One of the soldiers spoke.
"I am going to say this one last time. Let. Me. In." Her eyes glanced at all of them as they slowly took a step back, clearing the way. She walked in, her steps calm yet they seemed hasty. Her steps stopped abruptly, She saw Nakul sitting on the floor. "Love you, bro" she mumbled in English and he seemed to have understood her. They shared a look of affection and she walked away.
"Jyestha, I'm going to explain this in the most simple way ever. You getting up and leaving this game will not be the end of the world, but you sitting there will be. Just break the rules, once. No one will be harmed. Please, think about us." He glanced at her, ashamed to raise his head.
She remembered what Draupadi had said. "Jyestha, when a blacksmith is tangled in his own iron shackles, he has to break free. He cannot wear them as an ornament."
"Rajkumari Indulekha, please leave and let us resume the game." Dhritrashtra began
"Maharani. Maharani Indulekha." She mumbled, her eyes hovering over Yudishthir. "I am the queen of Matsya, please keep that in mind. And I shall leave when I'm done talking to the Samrat and my brothers, thank you." She turned towards the three Pandavas and walked over to them. "You have rights on each other too, when Jyestha, under the pressure of his so-called dharma, bets another one of you the older ones can say no. For example, If Bhrata Arjun is being put on the bet then Bhrata Bheem can say that he has rights on him too and he doesn't agree with Arjun being put on the bet. " They nodded. "Please make sure you are safe, keep guards outside the doors," Bheem said. "What can guards do? They just moved upon my order, if any one of them will come they will certainly move."
Saying so, she turned around on her heels and left the sabha.
***
"I bet my younger brother, Sahadev."
"No, we have rights on him as his elder brothers too. We do not let him be bet on this game." Bheem said. Yudishthir smiled and nodded. Turning to Duryodhan, he shrugged. "Duryodhan, I cannot put my brother on bet without thier permission."
Shakuni's smirk grew wider as he fidgeted with the dice. "Very well, but you can put yourself on bet."
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