Chapter 123: Social Evils

Same night, Delhi kingdom, some where in outskirts of lakhnow city.

As night enveloped the outskirts of Lakhnau (lucknow), the caravan of Queen Raamya of Bengal moved silently through the darkness. The queens caravan consisted with 3,000 soldiers disguised as merchants in loose robes, and 1,000 cavalry serving as security, positioned strategically at the front and rear.

Inside the palanquin, Amira rested her head gently on Raamya's lap, while the queen nestled her body against her like a favorite pillow. The queen's regal saree shimmered softly in the moonlight, casting a faint glow as she gazed out at the blurred scenery passing through the curtains.

Suddenly, the rhythmic noise of the journey was disrupted by an abrupt halt. The palanquin swayed gently as the caravan came to a standstill. Raamya's brow furrowed as she was roused from her reverie.

"What is it, Vikram?" she asked with authority.