Chapter -120

The mask and black cloaks were enough for the hostages to understand the situation. They were tied and silenced but their folds were removed. Intense light gushed into their eyes leaving their vision blurred and retaining its power gradually.

"All the maids here are lackeys of Mekala placed near the commander. Cobras with lord are assembled in a room." Deva informed Ashok.

"Check among them and confirm for the mole. As for them, they had tried to poison Devi before. Starve them and put them in the dark prison."

"Ashok, I have a gut feeling, we don't have a mole among us."

"Your reasons?"

"If we had a mole who is capable of trapping the commander, then he should be able to lock us both. Also, the mole doesn't know that Devi is commander Amanya. This contradicts the above statement."

"I hope so." Ashok stroked his chin.

"Lord, a guard walked in; we have confirmed no one in the room is a mole."

"Ok." Ashok stood from his chair and walked towards the window. The night was colder than the earlier days of the month. Winds blew in the room only to merge with the swaying fire. He was lost in thoughts for a while and everyone waited for his orders. He stroked the badge smoothly and turned towards them;

"Capture the maid of Mekala. I want to gift her, the lost fazan." His sound was as deep as of a lion. He had a plan in mind, a wicked one. Deva tallied his thoughts. He went alone with his horse and within an hour she was dragged to the base. She was unscathed but just tied.

"Bring her to the torture room." Ashok walked down the stairs and was followed by other cobras. She was dragged by hand on the stairs and pushed to the room.

"Who are you?? Don't forget, my master is the future queen of Amai."

Ashok fumed in anger and slapped her.

"She won't spare you!!"

"Who is going to spare your master?" Ashok removed his mask before her.

"Ashok!!!"

"Yes, sub-captain of cobra in Amai."

"You... Then she..."

"The commander of Cobra... Queen of Serpents... Amanya.

Today is your death day. Don't worry, he pulled her hair and caressed her face with the fazan, I won't let you separate from your master. I will gift you."

He walked out but stopped at the door, "Deva, how to punish her you can decide."

"Thank you. I will show them how cruel can the so-called notorious cobras can be."

Deva closed the doors and ordered, "Bring me a replica of this fazan; a 100 one. Once you finish it, stab her with each fazan even if she dies, don't care. Once she is dead, pack her and drop her in front of the court; also don't forget to invite Mekala. Remember to bring the arrested maids and let them witness it. "