Karnavati

It was a warm and bright morning; the trees rustled under the occasional breeze. The tension in the air was palpable. The capital city of Karnavati finished it's preparations for the upcoming battle. 

All possible men were recruited from the capital to supplement their numbers. They prepared all the supplies needed to last for a month by rationing their goods. The soldiers stood on the fortified walls of the city, gripping their spear in nervousness and anticipation.

Their defenses were set up properly as Baldev managed to buy them sometime.

A young man stood on the highest vantage point of the walls. 

He carried a huge burden on his young shoulders to protect the citizens of Karnavati. 

The soldiers looked up to him. 

But Shivaji didn't lie to himself. He was scared—very scared. His hands and legs didn't stop trembling for a whole night. He couldn't sleep well. His mind was hazy. 

'I have to win.'