Chương 118: Burning Houses

Rewari Kingdom, Salarpur village, afternoon of 7th March 1557

The village square buzzed with activity under the afternoon sun. The open area was surrounded by small houses and busy market stalls. On one side, the local madarsa stood out with its simple architectural design, a place where muslim boys gathered to learn and scholars taught. Nearby, a small mosque with its minaret slightly towering above the buildings stood as a landmark.

In the center of this bustling area, a crowd of local Muslims had gathered, their murmurs filled with concern and curiosity. At the heart of the crowd stood a middle aged figure, the Madarsa head's brother maulvi Ahmad Shah. Dressed in a richly embroidered persian style robe, he carried an air of arrogance. Beside him, the young village police chief looked uneasy, sweating buckets nervously under the Maulvi's intense gaze.