Unexpected development

The next day, as everyone was gathering for the mourning meeting, Aryan met an unexpected guest.

Aryan saw Krishna, Balaram and Subhadra entering the Royal Palace with Vidhur leading the way. But soon Aryan understood.

After all, Kunti was technically Krishan and Balram's maternal aunt. So it is only natural that they come to their mourning meeting. Although Aryan highly doubted that Krishna knew the truth about Pandavs faking their death and was just here for formality just like them.

Thinking of this, Aryan decided to meet them with Bhanumati and Dushala following him.

"Krishna, is that the king of Udra kingdom, the famed warrior Aryan Bahubali who defeated Paundrak, Jaraasandh, Kalyaan and Gangaputra Bhishma himself ? "

Balram asked curiously as he saw the trio approaching.

But before Krishna could say anything, Subhadra preempted him by answering in his stead.

"Yes Dau, he is the one. He also saved me back when I was kidnapped by Kalyavan. "

"Hmm, Subhadra, you seem unusually excited to meet him? Is something the matter? "

Krishna said mischievously as he teased his sister.

"Hahaha."

Balram also laughed out loud after seeing the shy Subhadra.

As Subhadra blushed at her brother's teasing, Aryan approached the group with a respectful bow, acknowledging Krishna and Balaram's presence.

"Udra naresh Aryan, although it's the first time meeting you but I would like to thank you for saving Subhadra's life. "

Balram said with a smile.

"There is no need for that Prince Balram. And besides, both Vasudev Krishna and princess Subhadra are now my friends. And I have a principle in my life, there is no need for sorry and thank you in friendship. "

Aryan replied humbly.

As the conversation continued, the group exchanged pleasantries and shared brief anecdotes about their respective journeys and experiences.

In the meantime Subhadra approached Dushala with a smile.

"Congratulations for your marriage Dushala. To think that back at the times of the tournament you were just fantasizing about Udra naresh from afar and look at you now, happily married to the love of your life. "

Dushala blushed at her words but also couldn't help but feel happy in her heart.

"Yeah well, it's all thanks to your big brother Vasudev Krishna for making my dreams a reality. "

Krishna, his eyes twinkling with amusement, interjected with a playful comment.

"Ah, it seems my matchmaking skills have not gone unnoticed. But truly, it is the bond between two individuals that ultimately leads to the union of hearts."

After a little chit chat, everyone walked over to the center of the field where the priests were getting ready for performing a Havan for the Pandav's and their mother Kunti's soul. Everyone else was already gathered there and Aryan and the others also took their seat.

Subsequently, the priest started to chant mantras, marking the beginning of the Havan.

The serene atmosphere enveloped the attendees as the priests' rhythmic chanting echoed through the gathering, the somber notes mingling with the gentle breeze that swept across the field.

A sense of reverence and solemnity settled over the attendees, each one immersed in their thoughts and prayers for the departed souls. The flickering flames of the sacred fire illuminated the faces of those present, casting a soft glow that seemed to carry the collective grief and remembrance of the fallen souls.

Of course, there were a few people like Duryodhan who were secretly gloating in their hearts. After all, they were the ones who planned all this so in their hearts there is no guilt or sorrow for the Pandav's death at all.

Krishna, his eyes closed in silent prayer, exuded an air of calm wisdom, his demeanor reflecting the depth of his spiritual connection and understanding. Balaram and Subhadra, their expressions a mix of respect and reverence, offered their prayers alongside the others, their hearts heavy with the weight of loss and remembrance.

Dushala, her gaze fixed on the flickering flames, recalled the moments she shared with her brothers, her thoughts drifting to the bond that tied them together through joy and adversity. Bhanumati, her hand resting gently on Dushala's shoulder, conveyed a silent reassurance, her presence serving as a source of comfort and support amidst the solemn proceedings.

And then there was Aryan. Since he already knew that the Pandavs were alive and were just faking their death, so he didn't waste his feelings. Moreover, it's not like he had any relationship with them. So even if they had really died, Aryan wouldn't have felt much either. The only reason he is here is because he wanted to give Duryodhan a warning so that he he never tries to harm him and his family again.

This event just happened to be the best opportunity to do so without declaring a war on Hastinapur.

After a couple of hours, the ceremony concluded with a final offering to the sacred fire, the flames rising in a crescendo of warmth and light, symbolizing the souls' journey to the celestial realm. A collective sigh seemed to escape the attendees, the weight of grief and sorrow momentarily lifted, replaced by a sense of solace and peace.

As the attendees rose from their seats, a solemn air still hung over the gathering, the memories of the departed Pandavas and Kunti lingering in the collective consciousness.

Krishna, Balaram, and Subhadra approached Aryan and the others to bid farewell before leaving.

But just as they were leaving, Krishna, his gaze steady and thoughtful, addressed Aryan secretly in a low voice with a discerning look.

"Aryan, my friend, I sense there is more to your presence here than meets the eye. Is there something on your mind ?"

Krishna inquired, his tone gentle yet probing.

But before Aryan could reply, a messenger from Dwarka came in running with an anxious look on his face which attracted everyone's attention.

"Messenger, what's the matter? Calm down and tell everything in detail. "

Bslram inquired solemnly as he sensed a bad premonition.

"Prince Balram, prince Krishna, it's bad. King Satrajita .... He... He was murdered by General Shatadhanva while he was sleeping in the palace and he has also stollen the Samayantaka jewel. "

Balaram's expression darkened with anger and concern as he processed the unsettling information, his mind racing with thoughts of retribution and justice.

"And one more thing Lord Krishna, Queen Satyabhama has left Dwarka is also on her way to Hastinapur to demand justice for her father. "

The messenger added after a pause.

"Shatadhanva dares to commit such a heinous act and steal the Samayantaka jewel? He has completely smeared Dwarka's and the Yadav's reputation. This cannot go unpunished."

Balaram declared, his voice laced with anger.

Krishna also felt the situation was a little tricky after learning about his father in law's death and the theft of Samayantaka jewel.

Meanwhile after hearing the words Samayantaka jewel, Aryan remembered the events related to it that he had read in his last life.