Upon hearing Snigdha's words, King Aditya stood flabbergasted in utter astonishment! Raising his hand, he exclaimed, "What lands and estate are you talking about? What property are you talking about siphoning off? Do you own endless property alone, you shameless girl? Do you hold a sole kingdom here? Everyone will receive an equal share here according to the rules! Prabha will receive an equal share of this empire's property, and Prafulla will also receive an equal share!"
Right at that moment, the ears of the cunning zamindar's son, Jishnu, perked up! The moment property and shares were mentioned, his eyes gleamed with intense greed!
Stepping forward, Jishnu asked Aditya, "Why, King Aditya? Will I not get a share of the land and estate? I am also set to become the supreme son-in-law of this vast Junagadh Royal Palace next week! So why shouldn't I get a share of the kingdom?"
Hearing Jishnu's greedy query, Queen Arohi stood up with an expression of utter disgust, as if wanting to spit on him!
Gnashering her teeth, Arohi said, "Oh! So your true motive and fiendish character have finally surfaced today, Jishnu? Now I understand why you were so restless and desperate to marry this lunatic girl Snigdha! It was purely out of greed to seize the wealth of this kingdom! Listen well, Jishnu... after this hideous wedding of yours, neither of you will be allowed to stay in this Junagadh Royal Palace! Snigdha will go and live in the cowshed or dirty hovel of your zamindar estate!"
However, Snigdha immediately screamed back, "Yes! Of course I will stay at my husband's home! But I will never give up my share of this massive ancestral property! Even if Jishnu doesn't get a share as a son-in-law, I am the biological daughter born of this noble royal lineage, am I not? I won't give up a single penny of my share! Otherwise, I won't let any of you enjoy the property either!"—Saying this, Snigdha began jumping on the floor like a lunatic!
Seeing Snigdha's ugly and senseless antics, the patience of the gentle princess Prabhasa, standing beside Prafulla, finally snapped! Prabha's charming eyes flushed red with anger.
Stepping forward, Prabha spoke directly in a stern voice, "Didi! Don't overstep your limits! I am getting extremely angry now! Why are you always behaving like an insane, wild beast? What do you want? You were practicing your hideous dance in your room, why don't you go die over there? Why have you come here to the corridor in front of everyone? Get out of here!"
Hearing such a firm reply right to her face, Snigdha charged toward Prabha like a ferocious tigress!
Raising her hand, she spat out vile abuses, "You stepmother's daughter! Watch your tongue! Or else I'll slap you right now and bruise your cheek red! I can't stand the sight of you, you miserable witch! I don't know in what accursed moment this old father Aditya went off to marry..."
Prafulla shoved Snigdha away from Prabha with a hard push and roared, "Have you truly lost your mind completely, Snigdha? Why would our most revered father marry Prabha, you vile girl? Father married Prabha's mother—that is, our younger mother! Stop talking nonsense and acting so uncouth!"
Making a mock face, Snigdha snapped, "Whatever I say, Prafulla! What's it to you? Whatever I command will be the final law in this royal palace!"
Holding her forehead, Queen Arohi said in utter disgust, "Has your brain completely malfunctioned, Snigdha? Do you not have even a fraction of basic decency left to know what to say and where? Do you think you can just spew whatever vile language you want? I will not give you a single share of the property! Get out of this royal palace straight away! I feel absolute disgust even looking at your hideous face!"—Saying this, Arohi stepped forward with an upraised hand, ready to land another slap on Snigdha out of sheer fury!
However, King Aditya hurriedly caught Arohi's hand and spoke in an anxious voice, "Stop, Arohi! Don't hit her anymore! You already know that the more you hit her, the more violently and insanely she behaves!"
Making a face at Aditya, Snigdha scoffed, "Yes! I will be violent, what's it to you, old man? What have you come here to do? Go... you two old folks get out of here! And you, wretched Jishnu... you get out of here too! Otherwise, I'll land a hard kick on your rear and drive you out past the main gate! You shameless devil's child! You don't help me with anything, and while everyone here stands around insulting me, you just stand there enjoying the show?"
Utterly flabbergasted, Jishnu spread his hands and said, "Agh, Snigdha! How can I know without being told the actual truth of the entire incident? Will you at least explain to me what happened?"
Making a hideous face, Snigdha sneered, "Don't act innocent, Jishnu! No need to put on such a show! If you really wanted to know, you could have asked earlier! Listen, let me tell you..."
Right at that moment, Prafulla yelled in a stern voice, "I warned you, Snigdha! Do not reveal our royal family's private, internal matters to any outsider!"
Turning toward Jishnu, Snigdha lunged forward and tightly squeezed Jishnu's neck with both her hands like a lunatic!
Strangling Jishnu's neck, Snigdha snarled, "Jishnu is my wedded groom! I will tell my future husband all the secrets of my royal family! What's it to you, Prafulla? Listen, Jishnu... let me tell you the real truth! My old father Aditya has two marriages!"
The moment those words hit his ears, it felt as though the sky collapsed upon the cunning zamindar Jishnu's head! His hands and feet turned cold, and in absolute shock, he clutched his forehead and sat down heavily on the floor!
Terrified, Jishnu began calculating in his mind, "Disaster! This Aditya has two marriages? That means another wife of this royal family is surely hidden somewhere else! They must have other children as well! If the children from that second marriage come forward to claim their share of this vast Junagadh Empire, private lands, and palace property—then my hopes of getting a share will be reduced to ashes! I won't get anything!"
Seeing Jishnu sitting on the floor with his hand on his forehead, King Aditya, Queen Arohi, and Prafulla stepped forward in concern.
Aditya asked in a deeply worried tone, "What happened, Jishnu? Are you alright, son?"
Widening his eyes at King Aditya, Jishnu stammered in a trembling voice, "I am alright! But King Aditya... being the ruler of such a massive royal palace, you are sitting here with two marriages? No one told me this truth before! How dare you keep it hidden?"
Hearing such a disrespectful question directed at her husband from her future son-in-law, the blood rushed to Queen Arohi's head!
Stepping forward toward Jishnu, Arohi roared, "I will land a stinging slap across your face, Jishnu! How dare you possess such audacity to speak to my husband like this? Whether my husband marries once or twice, is that for an uncouth son-in-law like you to decide?"
Snigdha burst into a loud, hideous laugh and said, "Ha ha ha! Good lord! Look who's talking! She couldn't hold onto her own husband, yet she's showing temper to the son-in-law! My life has been ruined trying to deal with that stepmother's wretched daughter, Prabha! That venomous girl was born here and destroyed my life! And now she's putting on romantic airs with my ex-lover, Rupanjan! How many things am I supposed to handle... keep quiet and stop talking nonsense, all of you!"
Hearing those words, Queen Arohi lost every ounce of her self-control! Moving forward with a violent thrust, she grabbed Snigdha's hair tightly in both fists and twisted it!
Arohi roared furiously, "Snigdha! If you utter one more uncouth or vulgar word, I will kill you right here and bury you, I tell you! Today I will forget that you were born from my womb!"
Closing her eyes against the pain in her head, Snigdha hissed with a toxic, fiendish smile!
She whispered, "Ha! How will you kill me, Mother? One night in the dark, I will strangle you with a towel or poison you to death! Whoever stands as an obstacle in the path of my kingdom or becoming Queen, I will eliminate them from this world! If necessary, I'll even kill this thief's child, Jishnu!"
Then Snigdha yelled out loud, "Let go of my hair! It hurts terribly! No need to put on such a show! Go away from here! And Jishnu... you listen carefully! This stepmother's daughter of Prabha is my father's child from his second marriage!"
Hearing this, a bit of strength returned to Jishnu's chest! Rubbing his chest, he let out a sigh of relief, sat up straight, and said, "Oh! So Prabha's stepmother is dead, and Prabha is her only child? That means she is alone and has no other siblings?"
Standing beside Prafulla, Prabhasa said in annoyance, "What do you mean by 'only child', Jishnu? All three of us are the children of this father and mother!"
Making a face, Jishnu raised his hand toward Prabha and snapped, "You shut up! I am not talking nonsense with you! Let me properly understand the accounting of my kingdom!"
Patting Jishnu's back, Snigdha curled her lips and said, "What will you do after understanding it, Jishnu? You want to lay hands on the land, estate, and wealth, right? Listen... both you and I are going to seize the wealth of this Junagadh Palace! So why are you overstepping so much?"
Jishnu put on a cunning, sweet smile and said, "Yes... you are absolutely right, Snigdha!"
However, in his mind, the evil Jishnu formulated a sinister plan, thinking, "Ha! Snigdha, you think you will share with me? Once I trap you in marriage, seize the entire kingdom and property, I will whip you and throw you out! I will take off with all the wealth alone, just watch!"
In the palace corridor, with Snigdha's boundless fiendish vulgarity on one side and the cunning Jishnu's secret plot to seize property on the other—a truly accursed and dark storm cloud began to gather!