"And where is his majesty Raksheet?"
"His majesty Raksheet has ordered me to guard outside your chamber until he comes back." Ajit replied.
"Comes back? From where?" She asked confused.
After a little pause, he replied in hesitation "From war. He has left for war last night."
Ira's eyes widened in shock and her heart skipped multiple beats. Tears collected in her eyes thinking that her husband left for war without even informing her. She didn't even saw him before he left. The fear of losing her husband after her grandfather rose in her heart and she ran towards her father's chamber, Ajit following her.
She reached his chamber and barged inside. She saw her father drinking tea, peacefully as if nothing happened. Daksha was also there. Ira looked at him confused that what is he doing here and why didn't he went with Raksheet on war.
"Where is my husband?" She asked.
He placed the tea cup on table and looked at her with poker face. "Didn't he told you? He went on war."
"And why didn't you go with him?" She asked, taking some slow steps towards him with tears falling from her eyes in fear for her husband. "Did you sent your soldiers with him?"
"Ira-" her mother tried to talk to Ira to calm her down but Ira showed her hand to her mother, telling her not to interfere.
"Tell me. Why didn't you went with him?!" She yelled in anger.
"Because I didn't wanted to!" Dhishva yelled back, making Ira flinch on her place.
Ajit just stood there, watching everything helplessly.
"I didn't wanted to waste my soldiers and time on something useless!"
"Waste? Useless?" Ira asked, feeling so hurt that for her father, helping her husband is waste of time and it's a useless thing. "He is your son-in-law!"
"So what?!" Dhishva stood up in anger that this stupid girl dared to yell at him.
Hearing their yelling, others also came there.
"What happened father?" Veer asked.
"I don't care even if he is my son-in-law! I just can't put my soldier's life in danger for something which is not beneficial for them and kingdom!" Dhishva roard in anger.
"You have signed the alliance contract." Ira tried to remind him.
"It's father who signed the contract, not me. The contract is not valid after his death!"
Ira stumbled upon hearing her father. He has steeped so low that he is even using Viraaj's death to not help her kingdom.
She closed her eyes and some fresh tears fell from her eyes. She understood that no one will help her now. She only have her husband to rely on and if she loses him, there won't be any reason for her to live. It would be better for her to die with her husband instead of living without him. She opened her eyes and wiped her tears. She looked at her father with pure hatred and disgust.
"You hate me because I look like princess Irya." She said, making everyone wide their eyes in shock that how she know about it.
"I am glad that I have inherited her genes! I have her face, courage and stubbornness! She fought with everyone for you and won! And today, I will fight with everyone for my husband! And I bet, I will win!!"
Dhishva looked at her and for a moment, he felt as if his mother is standing infront of him.
"King Dhishva! If anything happened to my husband, I won't let you live in peace! Pray that either my husband should be safe or I won't come back. Because if I come back, you will regret it. You will regret it for your entire life!"
Dhishva felt a shiver running down his spine after seeing the anger in Ira's eyes. The daughter that never even dared to look at him in eyes is now threatening him with all her courage and hatred. After showing her true side and anger towards her father, she left from there. Ajit following her.
"Where is he now?" She asked him on her way towards the armoury.
"Your highness, please calm down. You can't go there." Ajit tried to pursue her to not go anywhere.
"Where is my husband?!" She yelled.
Ajit flinched and sighed. "On Jwalana-Bayar border."
Ira entered in the armoury and grabbed her grandfather's as well as the sword she used to practice with.
After that, she changed into her fencing attire and said.
"Let's go."
"Princess, it's not safe for you to go there. Please try to understand-" Ajit tried to convince her but she turned around and asked.
"Then what do you want me to do? Huh? Stay with the people who don't care whether my husband lives or dies? And wait for my husband's death news? I won't! I will die with my husband rather than living with the people who curse my existence." She turned around and walked away, ready to participate in war with her husband.
Ajit sighed helplessly and grabbed his sword. He decided to go with Ira and participate in war as well.
"Your majesty, I won't leave your granddaughter alone. I will help her." He said to Viraaj in his heart and ran after Ira.
As soon as Ira entered in horse tribe, Vaayu came running towards her. He stopped infront of her and Ira caressed his forehead.
"Missed me?" She asked him and kissed his forehead. "Vaayu, would you help me? My husband is in trouble. Let's go help him."
As if understanding what Ira is saying, Vaayu nod. Ira chuckled and hopped on him. "Take a horse and let's go." She said to Ajit.
Ajit nod and hopped on a horse and left from there with Ira.
Daksha looked at Ira leaving from her window while crying and begging Dhishva to stop her but he looked at other side, not hearing any of her begging.
Veer smiled in victory that Viraaj is dead, Raksheet went on war and don't know if he will return or not and Ira has also left. Now there is no one who can compete with him for throne.
The war has begun. Raksheet and Ahil at the front, Abhiveera, Aakarsh, Ashwant at centre and Jitesh and Pratik at back.
Abel indeed have big army and upon that, emperor has helped him with his soldiers. Abel and Pavan were standing at back of their army, letting the soldier fight and attack if needed, enjoying the show.
"What do you think? How long will they survive?" Pavan asked to Abel with a smirk.
"May be few minutes." Abel replied and laughed.
"Even Ranyav's king is here to help them." Pavan said, looking at Raksheet's army through binoculars.
"Of course he will help them. His sister is queen of Jwalana. He have to help his sister." Abel replied.
Raksheet moved ahead at full speed, slitting the throats of everyone who came in his way. Same with Ahil, both brothers have gone insane. They don't care about anything or anyone, just killing each and every person infront of them is the only thought they have in their mind.