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Empire of India: Rise of the Ruthless Prince

Born as a test subject yearning for freedom, he never imagined that a gamble of fate would leave him as a youngest prince of the once-mighty Vijayanagar Empire in the 16th century India. Fueled by his undying thirst for absolute control and endless amusement, he stops at nothing to achieve his desires. Follow along as His actions, driven by a twisted sense of entertainment, plunging the empire into a maelstrom of chaos. Disclaimer: This novel is a work of fiction that explores historical events within the context of a parallel Earth. Any similarities to real-world historical occurrences are purely coincidental and are a product of the author's imagination. The intent is to offer an alternate perspective on history and should not be construed as an accurate representation of actual events. Reader discretion is advised. If you own the rights to the profile picture used by the author, please Let us know in the Comments for proper attribution or its removal. We appreciate your understanding and are committed to resolving any concerns regarding intellectual property rights.

Indian_Painter · Guerra
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Alliance Talks

"Ha... I am so nervous," sighed Aadarsh. 

It was his first high-level meeting since he became the regent. He was pacing around the room in a huge mansion in Surat. The rebuilding efforts were underway in Surat from the carnage left by the Portuguese ships. 

The mansion was near the gate of the port city, which left it almost unscathed from the battle.

He was using that mansion as the meeting place with the Young Emperor of the Vijayanagara Empire, Harsha Deva Raya. 

Beside him were his trusted aides, Naveen and Vasant. He brought some company to guide him during the meeting. He also brought a translator in case the emperor didn't speak the same language as him. 

"Calm down, Your Highness." Naveen assured him. "It will be ok." 

"Yes, Your Highness." Vasant also jumped in. "Hold your head high. We are the Marathas." 

"You are right." He clenched his fist. 

"Isn't the Emperor late?"