first chapter

Riding after hours and hours during the night, passing through the never-ending desert, at last, they reached the border of the Amer kingdom. As they reach their destination, the first beam of the new rising sun comes down to welcome the King of the Kings, Shahanshah E Hindustan Jalaluddin Mohammad (Jalal). The view was breathtaking, the faded orange glow was perfectly melting with the dark sapphire and lavender sky. The endless desert sand was sparkling in the radiance of the rays ... Gradually sun began to plaster over the darkness with the vivid golden shine ... A wicked smirk curved Jalal's lips and his sharp eyes flashed while observing at the massive wall and the huge, strong iron gate of the entrance. The Fifteenth Century was prepared to endorse the most significant event of the era. The moment, his feet touched the Amer sand, a lonely isolated heart known to be cruel and merciless fluttered strangely and began to beat unevenly. A sudden change of feelings made his heart restless.

The words slipped out casually from Jalal's mouth "Abdul, at last, with the first shaft of the sunshine we have reached to our final destination, let 's find out what fate has written for us in the Amer."

Abdul playfully teased "Maybe, Amer Princess, 'A Rose of this desert' princess Jodha"

Jalal tried to mask his curiosity and replied sharply while observing the kingdom "Abdul, what we heard was surely overstated, I am not here for Amer Princess only, once I Conquest Amer then this princess will be mine anyway. We will find out then, how beautiful is she??

"Before any war or attack, Jalal typically likes to visit the kingdom he is about to attack. He heard a lotabout Amer state and Amer princess Jodha's bravery and beauty. He desperately wanted to see princess Jodha, who fought with Mughal's well trained ten soldiers all by herself. Every time Jalal heard Amer and Jodha, he felt an indefinite connection. He was confused and surprised why every time his name make his heart restless and why he felt weird every time he thought about her? this unknown feeling brought this heart less king to amer.

It was a time of Ghangor festival, Ghangor was one of the biggest festivals in the Amer. At this festival, there are many competitions organized. Many Kings and Princes from different states and villages came to take part in this grand celebration. The entire surrounding looked colorful and lively, happiness was clearly visible. Everyone seemed excited and was enjoying this celebration. There were big markets, competitions, camps, food stalls, music, drama, fun activities for kids and many more things. . .

To hide his identity, Jalal disguised as a Hindu prince. He got impressed seeing well - organized arrangements and preparations. He walked around to view the maturation of the market & the richness of Amer, then he walked by competition camps to consider how potent are the soldiers of Amer, He was stunned to see how disciplined and systematic these competitions were taking place. People expressed their love and esteem for their land before they entered, they crouched down to their land. While fighting, all participants were following rules and respecting other fighters. There was 40 arcade ofdifferent competition.

Jalal was passing through his favorite Sword fight competition. He halted there and found out there were two sword fighters were competing. One of the soldiers who was wearing a white outfit looked very different from others, his face was covered up, but he was fighting amazingly. He became fascinated with this soldiers flexibility, moves, and quickness which is the most significant in a sword fight and his petite figure was helping him in moving fast. He was in the top rank winning; he defeated three soldiers one by one in no time. In the end, the announcer declared him as a winner and asked the group "If anyone wants to contend against this brave soldier."

Jalal didn't want to take part since there was a probability for his identity to become discovered. He kept quiet for a while, but then again announcer quizzically asked viewer "So no one can defeat this brave soldier here?" Jalal couldn't hold himself longer so he decided to fight. Winning is everything to him, so he decided to take a risk and entered in the competition.

Jalal roared loudly "I am ready to challenge this fighter and I would love to show him real sword fight" then he gazed at the soldier's doe like big girly eyes and smirks sarcastically.

Jalal jumped the pole and entered within the competition ground. The way he entered with overconfidence another soldier slightly grinned, but as soon his eyes met with Jalal, he got stuck in his place like he's been hypnotized.

Jalal felt little weird the way he was staring at him, he came little closer and asked "Ready" other fighter came back to his senses. The fight began ... Jalal never lost in a sword fight before, in that century, he was the best in entire India in fencing. Other fighter realized right away with the first attempt from him that he is not an ordinary fighter. Other fighter put all of his effort to win this competition. They fought for about ten minutes with different moves and tactics. Jalal was pretty impressed with the fighter's attacks and defense. Jalal fell twice, but he balanced very quickly. So farJalal was only playing defense, first, he wanted to test opponent skill and didn't want to defeat him too quickly to hide his identity. . . At last, he decided to attack and finish this fight. Precipitously he attacked powerfully on a fighter and other fighter lost his complete balance and fell on the ground facing down, his face and hair cover up with the veil which opened up and fell on the ground. . .

What he saw couldn't believe his own eyes. A long silky beautiful hair rested on the ground, a woman in a soldier's outfit. . . Jalal was about to attack again, but his sword stopped outrageously. He had never seen any women in sword fighting, this was a startling shock to him.

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