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The kaurav camp, Duryodhan's tent

Duryodhan pov

Those foul pandavas! They call themselves righteous yet they are the ones who killed their own pitamah!

I need to think of more strategies of defeating the pandavas!

First I need to get that arjun out of my way!

I sit on the bed and hold my head with one hand

I'll tell mitra to kill that arrogant arjun soon!

But I'll make him feel what my mitra went through first!

Just like arjun killed my mitra's son vrishasen (vrishasen NOT vrishketu!)

I'll make a chakravyuh to trap that arjun's son "Abhimanyu" then We can kill him with ease

I start to smile cunningly, at my plan

Then suddenly an eagle enters through the window and sits on the table

I look at it confused before realising it has a letter attached to it's leg

I remove the letter from its leg and start to scan the eagle

"It doesn't look like a regular eagle, it looks well kept, not like wild eagles, which could means it could be a royal eagle, used by royals.

But hastinapur's eagle's don't look like this. If not from hastinapur then who would send me a letter in the middle of a war? And this eagle is completely white, it's quite a rare thing to see a white eagle... who could've sent it?"

(A picture of the eagle)

I furrow my eyebrows confused and intrigued at the same time

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I furrow my eyebrows confused and intrigued at the same time

I watch as the eagle flies through my window and towards the forest

I look down at the letter

No stamp or seal? Ok now I'm really confused if this was sent by a royal it would've had the stamp or seal of the kingdom

Curious, I open the letter. But what I read next shook me to the core.

With every word I read, confusion, disbelief and sorrow took over me

Tears started to fill my eyes as I
shakily sat down, not on the bed but on the ground.
I sat on my knees one of my hands holding the chair for support

At first I didn't want to believe this but even then, the person vowed and everyone knows the power of a vow..

Thinking about that struck me with sudden realisation as i looked down at the letter again to check if I read it right

"And you know a vow is of more importance than ones life for a kshatriya"

A kshatriya? I mutter to myself

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