There was triangular pattern at the back of her palm with something that resembled an eye in all its corners. That triangle was surrounded within black flames and also seemed to be its source. It looked a lot like tattoo.
Visha wasn't fond of them and had never gotten one by herself. But since she didn't have much of a choice this time, it wasn't too bad for her first one, she thought as she stared at the black flames engulfing half her arm. She looked up to see the same pattern on the arms of Priest Dharma and Gandharva Divrat as well. Divrat looked tired but was still standing on his four feet as a thin layer of sweat glistened covering his muscular body. Sunlight bounced off it and gave him a naturally rough macho look. Priest Dharma was sweating buckets as his legs gave way and he fell flat on the ground exhausted. Priest Dravya came running to help Priest Dharma and Divrat stepped aside to give him way. Priest Dharma was taken back to the cart as both Danish and Priest Dravya pushed the cart under a nearby tree. They then tended to his wounds that seemed to have opened due to the ceremony and the intense agony from the appearance of the mark. Visha knew Danish could easily handle it and hence decided to sit there a while longer to catch her breath. The torture from before was just pure agony and had taken a toll on her body as she sat down on the grass with her legs squatted. She looked at Nati and pointed towards the mark. She still had no idea about what it was.
"This is a seal that signifies this alliance and also the keeper of it. Break it and it can burn your entire arm." Nati announced nonchalantly as she headed towards Visha who was looking at her with eyes wide. Nati had just dropped a bomb like a pebble and walked off!
Divrat's eyes too widened in shock when he heard that. He hadn't expected Nati to form a Flame Seal!
This seal will be passed onto the next heir of their position and had nothing to do with blood relations. So this was her trick from the beginning. How dare she say it could burn off the arm? This seal was very well capable of burning the entire person to ash. No matter how powerful one was, it spared no one! At times it had even engulfed more than one person in it's flames.
Anger surged through his veins as he stood up and rushed towards Nati. Visha could sense the displeasure within him and followed suit. Divrat caught Nati by her throat and pulled her a good few feet above the ground. Visha rushed forward hastily and grabbed his arm in a futile attempt to pull it away. His arm was like a solid rock that stayed unmoved.
"She's with me you can't hurt her. Not after this alliance!" Visha said as she showed him the mark on her arm to remind him. Finally, Divrat let go of Nati who perfectly landed on her own two feet. Her lips turned up in a wicked smile as she snorted in contempt.
"Relax Little one! He can't hurt me like that." she assured her anxious little partner. There was a sudden warmth within her for this reckless girl who lunged forward even though she was unaware of her true strength and knew she could easily die in the horse's hands. Nati hadn't seen many people who'd risk themselves for someone else like that. She patted Visha's head gently before turning to the Gandharva. Even though she still had the same smile pasted on her face but the warmth she had before was replaced by an icy cold glint.
"Pull a stunt like that again and you'll have consequences." she maintained her frosty smile throughout the threat and then went to stand behind Visha like she had done all this while. She knew she didn't need to say much. She wasn't known for her mercy afterall!
Divrat's hands balled into fists as he let out a grunt. He felt cheated again as he stared at the mark on his arm. He has been tricked into a Flame seal. He regretted trusting that cunning Yakshini. He knew he shouldn't but he still did. He was drowning in grief as he pondered upon his choices again. Even though he hated humans, he didn't want to directly go against the swan. And that had further pushed him into taking this decision. These humans were nothing more than piteous lowlifes in his eyes. He felt humiliated to be on beck and call of these very pathetic humans he hated so much. A simple alliance would have given him some leeway to decide the extent of assistance he wanted to offer but now... He sighed again as he looked at the obvious discontent in the eyes of his people. It may not be long before his leadership would be challenged, he thought. He had ended up not only binding himself but the entire Gandharva clan!
I know guys I'm taking my sweet time uploading the chapters but ever since I started working it has been so hectic. Its really difficult to take out time to write.
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