Finally, I felt a pair of hands holding me and taking me out.
“Agastya,” I felt gentle slaps on my cheeks, but I couldn’t see anything. Everything was a blur, and I didn’t know what happened next.
?????
I found myself awake, and my eyes met with Eklavya’s.
“Are you okay?” he asked, helping me up.
I nodded and looked around to realise I was in one of the soldiers’tents.
“War?” I asked, my head bursting with unbearable pain.
“Our men noticed the invaders coming through the river. They will be here tomorrow.”
His words widened my eyes.
“What?” My headache subsided as I stood up.“We can’t wait until tomorrow.” I glared at him and immediately fell back, unable to keep my feet steady on the ground.
“You’re injured, Agastya. There are several wounds and cuts on you. You need to be treated,” Eklavya said, holding my shoulders.
I shook my head, noticing I was wearing different clothes.
“If I think about my injury, the entire Indira will get injured. And who the hell changed my clothes without my permission?” I roared, glaring at Eklavya.
His flushed face betrayed his confusion.
He came near,“Agastya,” and murmured in my ear.“You have your thing pierced?”
My eyes widened.“How dare you change my clothes without my permission!”
He hid his smile.“I’m just asking, man. Why? Is it good? Should I get it done too? How did you get to know about it?”
He was clearly making fun of me, and I looked around, wondering if anyone had heard us.
No one.
“I mean, it’s interesting. A small tribe in Sindhia does that. I have read about it in history books,” I answered.
“Bhabhi-sa knows?”
I gritted my teeth, blazing.“Unko muh fulaane se samay mile to ye sab jaanein,”“Only if she had time from being upset and crying.”
Confused, he furrowed his brows, and I smacked his chest and asked,“I hope you didn’t change my clothes in front of the entire village.”
He smirked.“Um… not the village, just a few attendants who helped me change your clothes,” he said, and I shook my head in disbelief.
“I hate you, Eklavya. I hate you,” I said, pressing my hand on my head; they had bandaged me.“We should go now,” I said.
“Yes, we should,” the seriousness returned in his voice.
We both mounted our horses and rode to the highest points of the mountains on either side of the river.
Eklavya had already positioned the cannons on both sides—ten on each—hidden behind the bushes and trees, at every twenty meters.
The only thing we missed was the trial. We didn’t have time for it. But King Abhinandan explained to me how to use them effectively.
I looked at the soldier sitting there, binoculars in hand.
