Bhairavi's POV:
Phew, after two hours of boring debate they let me go free.
I rolled my eyes and left the hall. I'll let it if
They called me to another meeting!
They said they will announce a preliminary decision this evening.
It's been many days since mom and I had a good time
conversation. Whenever we talked it was about everything
meetings and training.
I knocked on the door of my parents' room.
"Hi. Come on." Mom greeted with a smile.
"Your dad just left for his office.
"Which one do you think is the best?" she asked surfing between sarees.
"Mom, are you okay?"
"Yeah, beta. Why?" She smiled at me.
'I'm not ready yet. I do not want to lose you."
She held my hands, "No one will be ready, my dear.
That's life."
She started spreading the saree again. She doesn't like to talk about her health.
"Isn't that saree pretty?" she asked looking at him
me.
I nodded slightly.
"Well, once you're crowned, your dad and I will
plans to move to Australia."
"Why?" I asked in shock.
"There is a specific treatment and course for cancer. It costs a huge amount of money. But there is a twelve percent chance that we will live longer."
I automatically smiled.
"Really?"
I hugged her.
"Yeah, that's why we're waiting for your day.
By the time it's done, we'll all be free. Your dad is
trying to bring politics. Which says the queen can
live anywhere outside this palace or
the city too."
"Wow."
"If it works, you can come with us
Australia or if you want to return to Dehradun,
you can It will be your choice. Hope
this policy is effective."
"Well how is Ekansh?" she asked and hung up
sarees.
"He's good."
"I saw you both at the pool yesterday.
I reflexively widened my eyes and looked away.
"He carried you snugly in his arms
adorable to witness." she flashed a subtle smile.
I didn't know what to answer. Fortunately, no
notice I'm acting like a lunatic.
"But why were you here?" she asked, waiting for me
Reply.
"I kind of drowned in the pool and Ekansh saved me. I
he said looking down.
"You know how to swim, how could you drown?"
Shit. I don't want to reveal that I was drunk.
"Yeah. That thing was-"
"Queen, a jewelry manufacturer, requests payment.
"Yeah. I'm coming.", Mom answered.
"Bhairavi, we will continue our conversation after some time.", she patted my right cheek.
"Yeah. Take care mom."
I left the room with a sigh of relief.
"Hi." I entered Ekansh's room.
He was sitting on the bed with his legs outstretched and
his laptop on his lap.
I hate that laptop!
"Oh. Hello. Done drilling?" he asked looking
on me.
"Yeah. Sort of."
He moved to the left, lending me some space
sit next to him.
I sat while he continued to write.
"Have they decided or are they holding another meeting?" he asked.
"We'll probably meet tonight.
"Good."
"What are you writing?"
"Email. About the analysis we did."
previous mission." he continued to write like a pro.
I rested my head on his shoulders and watched silently
what he wrote Although it was English, I didn't understand a sentence he wrote.
"It's a coded language for security reasons. You won't understand it." he laughed.
"I don't want to either," I said lazily.
"Turning into a queen is not that easy, man. he
established.
"Hmm."
"I thought you would easily become queen
after you have accepted being one as you are
princess, as literally the daughter of a king and
Queen."
"I wish it could be that easy.
"Why don't they just make you queen?!", he said
he seemed more frustrated than I was.
"It's not easy at all, because it's only a one-day premiere
on the day of my coronation I ran away from there. It turned around
the whole thing."
Finally, he turned off his laptop and set it aside
and threw his arm over my shoulders.
He turned on the phone.
"Excuse me?! I'm sitting right next to you and you're inhabiting these contraptions, one by one.", I yelled.
"Hey. Take it easy. I wanted to show you something. See, I caught this on video."
He showed me a picture. I zoomed in and saw a
hand packing the grave.
The nails appeared to be trimmed and trimmed.
"It appears to have been a girl," he said.
Geeth hates growing nails. It can't be her. And she
the hand is not so thin.
"That's not Geeth. I said.
"Never mind. I found something interesting.", he scrolled down some pictures and showed them to me.
Sourav was there in the picture talking to someone.
"They're smart. Only he saw. The other boy or girl didn't." Ekansh said.
"And they seem to meet every day in daylight.
Not in the dark like other criminals," he added.
"What if it's a trap Ekansh?"
"Something's cooking," he said, looking into my eyes.
"That's why I attached a camera to one of the poles.
It's a kind of invisible camera chip. It is connected to
an app on my phone that only I can access. It's running
ten hours on the battery before it runs out."
"I am impressed, Mr. Inquisitor. I smiled.
"Thanks! This was one of the projects I did in Dehradun college," he chuckled and opened the app.
The earth was empty.
"He usually comes around this time. Let's go."
Wait."
It was almost half an hour. No signature. I ran
out of patience. But this guy was sitting like he was watching some thriller on his phone. That's why it's perfect investigative material!
I felt sleepy. I gradually closed my eyes.
"Hey. He's here."
I rubbed my eyes and tried to focus on the screen.
Sourav was literally blocking the camera
the whole view. Back to the camera.
"Stupid! Who are you talking to?", I grumbled.
Sourav hugged someone. It was a female. She had
she wrapped her head in a scarf. How she hugged herself
to him with his head facing the camera and those
the hands had the same tinted nails as Ekansh
spotted on footage.
"Is she his secret girlfriend or wife?" Ekansh asked
as Sourav and the girl kept hugging each other.
The wind blew her scarf up to reveal her face
camera and us.
"I can't believe my eyes. Ekansh remarked as both
we exchanged frightened glances.
"She is-"