Kairavi

By ms_bonky_barnes

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How can she reap hope on a land where despair plants seeds of agony and sufferings? Whose destiny is written... More

Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Chapter 55
Chapter 56
Chapter 57
Chapter 58
Chapter 59
Chapter 60
Chapter 61
Chapter 62
Chapter 63
Chapter 64
Chapter 65
Chapter 66
Chapter 67
Chapter 68
Chapter 69
Chapter 70
Chapter 71
Chapter 72
Chapter 73
Chapter 74
Chapter 75
Chapter 76
Chapter 77
Chapter 78
Chapter 79
Chapter 80
Chapter 81
Chapter 82
Chapter 83
Chapter 84
Chapter 85
Chapter 86
Chapter 87
Chapter 88
Chapter 89
Chapter 90
Chapter 91
Chapter 92
Chapter 93
Chapter 94
Chapter 95
Chapter 96
Chapter 97
Chapter 98
Chapter 99
Chapter 100
Chapter 101
Chapter 102
Chapter 103
Chapter 104
Chapter 105
Chapter 106
Chapter 107
Chapter 108
Chapter 109
Chapter 110
Chapter 111
Book Discontinued

Chapter 9

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"Grahil!" called another youth from a distance. Amidst the conversation with the moon princess, he had finished repairing his wagon. "I have to take your leave now, kumari. My brother is calling me." He got behind the vehicle to push it away.
"But Grahil mahoday." Kairavi stopped him. "How far is Varnavrat?" "It might take 2-3 days if you travel by foot." he apprised. "Would there be any dacoits or ogres in the way?" she questioned in a small voice.

Grahil let out a hearty laugh. "Seems like you were going to seek protection in Hastinapur. Who knows, you might find protection for your whole life in Varnavrat?"
"Huh?"
"I mean, nothing bad can happen where our beloved Yuvraj reigns." he explained. She was quite satisfied with the answer, because Karna had mentioned Yudishthir multiple times during their ashram days. He had not spoken a single lie in his lifetime and never let even a chunk of adharma and anyaya enter his mind.
Kairavi looked up to her brother for his benevolence. Although Karna saw Arjun as his rival but, he didn't have anything against his brothers.

She and Grahil parted ways, and three days later, she stood in front of the beautiful palace of Varnavrat. Architect Purochan had truly created a masterpiece; the building from top to bottom was a treat to the eyes.
Strangely enough, there were no soldiers guarding the palace. Not a single one. But that meant easy access to the palace for Kairavi. She happily sauntered past the huge gate and into the garden.

On walking close to the mansion, she noticed that it gave out a weird stench. She wondered what materials must've been used to construct it but soon gave up. She was more interested in exploring the corridors, halls, the battlements and the keep; for she had never been to a palace before.

The hallways were unusually empty. Were there no servants to tend the needs of the royal family? 'But who cares, as long as there are no servants, I can roam around without hesitation.' she chuckled to herself.

A small kaksh came into view upon reaching the back garden. She snooped around the corner and saw a few men and one lady preparing food for their guests. "So, there are the helpers."
To avoid getting caught, she traced her steps back into the chateau. 'I should go out and check out the town as well. Bhrata Karna used to say I'd get to see numerous shops, houses and-'

"Dasi!" The voice of a man demanded from behind. Kairavi was pulled out of her thoughts abruptly and reflexively, she turned around to see who it was. She found a handsome, tall and muscular prince standing at the other end.

The sunlight peeping through grills of the window kissed his dark skin, making it hard for the princess to take her eyes off him. He wore a purple dhoti and an orange angavastra was draped neatly on his left shoulder. The golden ornaments that embraced his torso shone in the bright light. She assumed that he was one of the princes from his attire. They both looked at each other for a while, visibly smitten by their appearances.

'Who is he?' she pondered while admiring his perfection, head lightly dipped to one side.

Her eyebrows scrunched up in annoyance.
'Yes, who is he to call me a dasi? Do princes not have any manners?'

"I'm not a dasi." she said bitterly. "Then who are you? And what's your business here?" his deep voice was very intimidating.
"Who are you to question me like that?" Kairavi shot back.

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