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"Unko jeenae ka haq hai, ese kese woh sati ho sakti hai, unhone Saran ko apna ghar mana hai, fir woh rajya unhe ese sati kese hone de sakta hai", Veer exclaimed his words echoed in the room.
[ She owns the right to live , how can someone snatch it away from her, how can the kingdom let her Sati]
"Jese vidharbh apni kul vadhu ko tayag rha hai, sirf apne bete ki dharohar bachane ke liye". The physician, her voice hung with sorrow. Veer turned to Dai Maa, his eyes pleading for understanding.
[Same way as Vidharbh sacrificed his daughter-in-law to protect his son's legacy]
"Dai maa", Veer said with stern expression.
"Maaf kijiye, par aapne bhi apne bhai ki dharohar ki suraksha ko mahtva diya'', the physician face etched with sadness, she bowed before leaving [Apologize, but you too have prioritized the preservation of my brother's legacy]
"Rajmata Indra padhar rahi hai". The court spoke person announced. A hush fell over the courtroom as Indra entered, her graceful steps echoing on the marble floor. The air was thick with anticipation, the silence broken only by the occasional rustling of garments. [The queen mother is arriving]
"Arambh kiya jaaye". The king declared, his voice resonating with authority. The priest and court members, their faces solemn, began the Sati ritual. [Start the ceremony]
Indra took her seat in the center of the hall, surrounded by dasi's who draped her in a veil of white fabric. As she disappeared behind the veil, Veer's heart pounded in his chest, a sense of urgency gripping him. For the first time, Indra raised her eyes, her gaze meeting Veer's. Her eyes spoke volumes, a silent plea for understanding and salvation.
The ritual continued, the female priest offering water, milk, turmeric, and flower petals to Indra, marking the beginning of her final journey. Soon, Indra was led away from the courtroom, the ceremony drawing to a close. The people dispersed, leaving Veer standing alone in the vast chamber, a profound sense of loss washing over him. He clutched his chest, his heartbeat erratic, a reflection of the turmoil within him
"Yuvraj apne bulaya". The physician said with a concerning eyes. Veer turned to face her, his voice filled with desperation
[Did you summoned, you highness]
"Humari dhadkan bohot tez ho chuki hai, ab thamne ka naam nhi le rahi ". Confessed
[My heart is racing, it won't stop beating]
"Aap baithiye hum pankh ko bulate hai". she said, her voice soothing. But Veer stopped her, his eyes flashing pain. [Please sit down, I'll call the fan-bearer]
"Aapke paas he dawaa humre har pareshani ki", Veer said adding halt to her walk. The physician raised an eyebrow, her expression questioning. [You have the cure for our every ailment]
