Rudra's POV:
I stood in front of the Vijaygarh palace.
I exhaled a deep breath. I had never thought that I would have to come here but fate you see, makes you do anything and everything possible.
I walked upto the gates where the guard moved away without a word asking me to get in. Seems like Rana Ratan Singh had made sure I would have no trouble to go in.
How caring.
I walked straight inside the palace, into the hall.
"Welcome home, son!", said a cold but loud voice. I noticed this man called Rana Ratan Singh Rathore.
An old face but a noticeable cruelty and coldness in his coal black eyes made me feel as if I had walked into hell.
" This is not my home! I want my estate back!", I suddenly shouted at him without even realizing.
"Oh cool down, son. Listen to me.", he said his eye
