Chapter Five'You are about to witness history.' When Dhraji put her hand on Bradan's arm, the sun glinted from the single pearl ring on her third finger. 'Today, Bose Raja returns from his raid into the Chola Empire. My clever husband Bhim has created a triumphal arch to welcome him back.'
'Who is Bose Raja?' Bradan asked. By now, he knew that a raja was the equivalent of a king. He was gradually picking up the native language so he could understand snatches of conversation.
They sat in another airy room with ornate pointed windows that looked over the city. Directly below the window, people and animals filled the square where the slave market had been held. Further out, a panorama of roofs and temples stretched around them, with the occasional garden and open space. Birds fluttered outs
