A Rude Shock

Manoj was livid. He was shocked at the extent of infiltration of the humans in his Palace Guard. No one had even managed to guess that they were imposters. A sentry entered the room.

“Princess Satyabhama requests your audience, your majesty.”

“Send her in.” he draped his angavastram around his shoulders and got ready to receive his sister. Princess Satyabhama had been one of the loyal fighters who had kept his wife safe. He looked proudly at the 53 feet tall woman who had played a vital role to keep a formidable foe at bay successfully.

“How are you, Satya?” his voice was full of love and pride.

“I am fit for duty, brother.” She replied in a steady voice. “Are you keeping well?” he sighed sadly.

“I cannot lie to you Satya,” he replied. “An emperor who has faced so many odds cannot be well.”

“ I am really sorry brother. But we need you still.”