Harsha was travelling to Cochin as the construction of the military academy was about to finish, According to the report he received, it would be completed by the time he would reach Cochin. He was travelling as usual with his contingent of guards in a large carriage to Cochin.
He was accompanied by Viswa, his butler, and an unexpected last-minute guest, Bhairava.
Bhairava was planning to head to Cochin after staying in the royal palace for a while. He joined Harsha as they headed to the same place.
It was a very awkward trip with three of them in the carriage. Harsha was the one responsible for his severed hand. Bhairava tried to assassinate Harsha.
Viswa was a quiet one among them. Viswa glanced back and forth nervously.
"So Elder brother," Harsha broke the awkward atmosphere. "What is your plan in Cochin?"
Bhairava scratched the back of his head with his prosthetic hand. He had an awkward smile on his face. "Umm.."
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