‘Eat!’ The crown prince commanded, forwarding a plate full of veg-biryani to Yodhya who was constantly shivering and quaking like a chicken even when the humid breeze of Sahababad spread severe warmness in the ambience.
‘I am not hungry.’ She mumbled disappointedly when even after minutes Iblis didn’t back out. Internally, the woman was both blank and numb. Her brain had lost the ability of thinking or perhaps, she purposely didn’t want to think.
Dripping of exhaustion, the only thought of nestling in a cosy bed and pass out seemed alluring. Yodhya wanted to be left alone. However, at the moment—even it seemed as if she had asked for too much.
The desert surrounded land of Sahababad was anything but peaceful or so it had proven out for her. From the moment she had set foo
