It was a fine day with fluffy white clouds cascading through the blue sky. The sun light filtered through the thick canopy of the tall trees, shining off the armor of Aadarsh Chauhan, the regent and the crown prince of the Maratha kingdom.
He was riding his horse and moving along with a contingent of guards. Aadarsh was heading towards a location near the borders of the Marathas and the Mughals. He got a letter with an official seal from the Mughal Empire to negotiate for a temporary ceasefire.
This happened almost every time due to the wars mostly ending with no clear victor. This time was the same despite the interference of the Qutb and Portuguese. They weren't able to do any significant damage to the presence of a single commander, Vasant Pawar.