‘Nadia, can you please bring me a glass of water and some snacks for the ladies too? Something hot and freshly cooked. I am tired of standing too long in the queue. Please, babe!’ Yodhya said, eyeing the girl trailing after her with discomfort and irritation. Nadia had been following them like a shadow, perchance she had been entrusted with the duty by the crown prince to keep an alert eye on her.
At a moment or two, Yodhya had peeked in her phone to find the girl texting someone at a furious pace. She like Nadia, yet she knew that no one could be trusted in Sahababad. The Sahababad was his and so were the residents. No one could be trusted. Yodhya had thought and cringed.
She didn’t like the voice in her mind. Since when things got so messed up that she was afraid of trusting one of h
