_Indrayani's POV.
I wake up and look outside the window of my tent. The moon is high in the sky, it must be midnight, I sit on my bed and remove my anklets, first thing after being awake.
I remove almost all my ornaments slowly without making the tiniest bit of sound. I look here and there for my maids and realize that they must be asleep in the maid's section.
I slowly set my foot on the floor walking near the chest of my apparels.
I open the chest and search for the servant boy's attire which I had prepared myself for such occurrences. Removing it from the chest I slip into my new disguise.
Wrapping the saffron turban across my head. I take some Kajal on my fingers, spreading it across my face making me look like a young boy.
I look at my mangalsutra and my toe rings...
(Toe ri
