Chapter 13: Towards The Royal Palace
On his way to the royal palace, Zubair saw a crowd of people in the form of a procession.
Dilip Singh said,
Your Majesty!
Seeing your gifts and horses, flowers do not stop.
By his order, a procession of horses was taken out.
The woman who walks in the market holding the bridle of horses has come to the share of those who are the greatest chiefs of our state. If he had not been saddened by the death of Abul Hasan, perhaps he himself would have participated in this procession.
Zubair looked closely and saw that the eight chiefs who were sitting on the front seats in the court were walking in front of the crowd holding the reins of the horses.
They were studded with precious pearls.
Prince smiled and looked at Zubair and said, "Do horses have respect in your country too?"
Zubair replied, No, we mostly worry about their fodder and water.
Dilip Singh said, this is not the honor of horses.
Horse senders are being respected.
The sky was overcast and the air was relatively pleasant.
He was sitting in front of a window on the second floor of the Royal Palace looking at the sea.
Hearing the footsteps of Zubair and his companions,he looked back and after shaking hands with Zubair,he turned to Khalid.
Son,
I am very sorry for the death of your father.
I believe that their ship has been sunk by a storm, but if it is proved that someone has attacked and sunk their ship on the way,
I will use all my forces and ships to Basra to suppress it.
I will hand it over to the ruler.
King(Raja) pointed to the chairs in front and sat down.
Zubair and Khalid also sat down but Dilip Singh remained standing.
King(Raja) looked at Dilip Singh and said,
"You have done a great job by sitting down."
From tomorrow you will sit next to the Prince ahead of all the chief in our court Dilip Singh went forward and after touching the King(Raja)'s feet sat on the chair and addressed King(Raja),
Zubair I cannot do anything against the will of the ruler of Basra, but if you want to take the Arab children away from here as abandoned,
I will be very sorry.
I consider them my children.
If they stay here, all their needs will be met from our royal treasury, you can ask them, if they have any problem here, surely take them with you.
Zubair replied,
"They have no complaints here and I thank you on behalf of our government and all the Arabs, but we do not want the orphans of our nation to be so far away from their country." Their better education and training can be done there.
King (Raja) asked,
Do you want to take them all?
If they like, they will be sent here.
No!
Talha!
Rather, a few more traders will stay here.
But Khalid and his sister will also stay here, won't they?
No, these too will go with me.
Prince said in a sad tone,
I have made Khalid my brother,
And Naheed is my sister.
A feminine voice came from behind the curtain of the back room and a fourteen-fifteen-year-old girl stood in front of him.
She was handsome like a prince, but his facial features were more beautiful and bright than his sharp eyes.
He looked at Khalid and said,
Brother,
Mom is calling you.
Khalid got up and went to another room and the girl looked at King(Raja) and said.
"Dear father! Don't you listen to them."
King(Raja) looked at Zubair and said,
"Did you see?"
Zubair said very well.
I leave it to their will.
Khalid returned after a while with his head bowed and sat in his place.
King(Raja) asked,
Son!
They have left this decision up to you.
"Now tell me if you want to stay here or not?"
Khalid replied.
You are very kind to us.
If there was any peace in the world before me, I would never have left your side,
but at present our nation is waging war(Jihad) in distant countries and I have the blood of a Solider(Mujahid) in my veins. I have heard that realizing the need of the present time, boys younger than me are also going for war(Jihad).
I don't want to be deprived of this happiness.
King(Raja) bowed his head after thinking for a while and said,
Son !
You are the son of Abul Hasan.
If you have made up your mind,
I am sure that no power in the world can stop you.
Blessed is the nation whose mothers are heavenly children like you.
Khalid said. I want you to allow me with pleasure.
King(Raja) replied.
Abul Hasan's son's happiness cannot be the cause of my displeasure.
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