Jalal couldn't believe his eyes that he was actually sword fighting with a woman. Everyone in the crowd, including him, was astonished to see a women in sword competition. Women were not allowed to be in this competition. Jalal scanned the audience to see their reaction, soon murmurs began in crowd.
She was extremely frightened, but luckily, when she fell down, she was facing the other side of the viewers and Jalal, so none of them were able to see her face. Her long, shiny and wavy beautiful hair covered her back and side of her face. As soon as he realized that fighter is a woman, he got very curious to see her one gaze, but before he could see her, she swiftly took her cover up from the ground and jumped out from the competition arcade in a sudden flick. While walking hastily, she covered her face quickly again. She took a deep sighed, thinking she didn't get caught.
Without wasting a second, Jalal also jumped out of the ground and quietly tracked her. She wasn t aware of that she was being watched and followed. By every second, gradually her fear was increasing comprehending what could have happened if her identity was unveiled to the public. While panting loudly, she hurriedly walked for about twenty minutes, then ran through a bunch of trees, and came out towards the back side of the temple and near a small beautiful river and lonely quite place.
It was a sunny and cheerful afternoon, sluggish cool winds were making the atmosphere pleasant, a beautiful waterfall and a quiet river was making this surrounding attractive. In deep stillness, melodious sound of birds chirping was clearly audible.
She walked on the sandy shore towards the big stone near to the river shore and looked around for Moti, her childhood friend and helper, but she reached earlier than decided time.
still, her doe like innocent beautiful eyes were fluttering with fright. Her bright forehead had a deep line of stress. She was nervous and afraid of her identity getting exposed in the public, and also she was little concerned about her breaking rules, but breaking rules are one of the routine parts of her life. She never liked to stay in constraining lines, which were drawnby her royal parents. She loves to break boundaries and go on adventurous rides, but at the same time she always feared out of respect to get caught. She said to herself, "Thank you God Krishna (Hindu God) for saving me otherwise I would have been huge trouble."
She took a deep breath in and out while taking off her cover up (veil). After about a minute, her fear vanished gradually and her mind began to think about sword competitions. While fixing her long shiny hair, she thought about the person, who defeated her. With a little grin, she said to herself smugly, finally, after five years of winning, someone could stand against Jodha in sword fight, then in a dim tone she murmured 'So strong and trained, who defeated me with her first attack. Hmm. . . Who was he? The The And when I saw his eyes, I felt shivers for a second as if lightning passed through me. The way he fought, at some point, I felt like he was not attacking on me purposely. He was only analyzing my skills, but his sharp approach and method in fencing was astounding, I have not seen this type of tactic in any solider yet. Seeing his glow on his face and magnificent personality, he thought he was definitely a King or Prince, but if he is a Hindu King or a Prince then how come i don't know him. very few rajvanshi kings and prince I don't know personally whoever is but I am not less then anyone.I am princess of Amer
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