birth of the first protector

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Chapter 1:

Title : birth of the rst protector

POW : Rudraksha

It’s showing two o clock on the broken watch on my wrist. I try to

concentrate on the eer!moing nee"le to "rown o#t the $amantha’s

scream. $weat po#rs into my eyes from my forehea" an" I make no e%ort

to wipe it. I can feel my breathing &#icken as the screaming intensies. 'y

reaction to $amantha’s screaming is alarming to me. I co#l" hae

imagine" this scenario in my hea" a tho#san" times an" not in a single

one "o I sit o#tsi"e &#ietly while the wife of my best!frien" gies birth to

his chil". (#t at this point) my heart has more important things to worry

abo#t than a "i*c#lt pregnancy an" s#bse&#ent labo#r. +n" on top of

those things to worry abo#t sameer’s life. $ameer) who this secon" is

ghting to reclaim his people’s free"om. Sameer) who at this secon")

may be lying somewhere in the p#""le of his own bloo") foreer imprinte"

with the ba" l#ck of neer haing seen his son’s face. $ameer) who I grew

#p with) playe" with) sparre" with. $ameer) who is more important to me

than my own brother) more important to me than my own life. +n" here I

sit) o#tsi"e his wife’s maternity war") motionless e,cept for &#ickene"

p#lse an" breathing) coere" in my own sweat) #nable to "o a "amn thing

abo#t it. I close my eyes to clear my hea" b#t rather than clear it) I start

getting a mental image of me s#rro#n"e" by the -esh an" bloo" of those I

loe while the worl" b#rns away behin" me.

Immerse" in the tho#ghts of my frien"’s fate an" a forebo"ing sense of

impen"ing "oom) I become aware of someone shaking my sho#l"ers an"

calling o#t my name. I open my eyes to n" myself staring back into the

"eep bl#e eyes of my wife) +nya. +nya is shaking me awake an" calling

my name an" something akin to "eep worry an" sa"ness is etche" on herface. This olts me back to reality as I’e neer seen my wife worrie" eer.

I’e known her for 1/ years an" yet the only emotions I’e eer seen

re-ecte" in her eyes are happiness an" optimism. $eeing her eyes lle"

with "eep "epression intensies the feeling that something ba" is abo#t to

happen or is happening this ery min#te.

0#"ra2 +re yo# okay2 +nswer me23 she asks with a slightly trembling

oice.

04es) I...I’m ne. 5ine. I’m ne3) I answer with a shaky oice of my own.

(elate"ly) I realise that the screaming has stoppe". I rise #p s#""enly an"



start r#nning towar"s the maternity war" where $amantha has been

screaming for the past few ho#rs.

0#"ra... r#"ra wait) we’re not allowe" to go in there yet. There’s a risk of

infection to her an" the chil". It’s still not the time. #"ra63 she yells an" I

can hear the tears in her oice) her oice breaking at my name.

I abr#ptly come to a stop) t#rn aro#n" an" walk #p to my wife. +nya) the

loe of my life) an" one person that I can neer) eer bear to be apart

from in my life. The only person keeping me sane right now. The person

I’e been ignoring for the past few "ays beca#se I can’t bear to look into

her eyes an" see my own haggar") "efeate" face re-ecte" back) an" see

the "isappointment behin" all the pain) sa"ness an" loe.

I walk #p to her an" on an imp#lse h#g her ercely) breathing her in. +n" I

know that eent#ally we will get o#t of this traesty when she wraps her

arm aro#n" me) een tho#gh I know that her "isappointment oer me an"eeryone else inole" wo#l" not be easily "issipate".

0$he’ll make it thro#gh) wont she23 I whisper softly into her hair.

0Of co#rse) she’ll make it thro#gh. $he’s $amantha. $he has ma"e it

thro#gh worse st#%. +n" "on’t forget that the chil" that was born a min#te

ago is sameer’s an" $amantha’s son. + s#rior) thro#gh an" thro#gh. 7#st

like his m#m an" "a".3 she says with tears in her eyes an" a smile on her

face. We stay like this for another ho#r "#ring which my min" again "rifts

back to the war an" the circ#mstances lea"ing #p to it.

If I ha" to pin point a time when it all starte") I wo#l" choose the time

when I) $ameer an" Theo met. The three yo#ng princes) the s#rior of

the ol"est "ynasties of the royals) lan"ing in the same g#r#k#l by some

cr#el twist of fate. I will foreer "eem it cr#el beca#se) altho#gh) meeting

them gae me the greatest frien"ship a man can eer yearn for) that

fatef#l meeting is sing#larly responsible for the s#bse&#ent "estr#ction

an" the haoc being reigne" #pon #s. We were three shining la"s) with big

"reams) an" een bigger hopes for o#r king"oms. Technically) we knew

that we were the s#riing bloo"lines an" no one eer pose" a threat to

o#r imminent accent. (#t hearing the stories of o#r forefathers before #s)we took it to o#r hearts an" so#ls) to proe that we were worthy of o#r

fates as the r#lers an" the protectors. We bon"e" an" share" each an"

eery ictory with each other. I) r#"raksha 8aman swaraha) was the prince

of swaraha "ynasty) one of the ol"est an" most in-#ential "ynasty among

the original royal bloo"lines. $ameer a"aita gaman belonge" to the

gaman "ynasty an" Theo alegeio airaga belonge" to the airaga "ynasty.

While swaraha an" gaman "ynasty were the rst to arrie as the royal

bloo"line) airaga came shortly after. 5or cent#ries) gaman an" swaraha

were tho#ght to be sworn enemies "#e to them being conceie" at the

same time) while airaga was always consi"ere" a link between the two)to maintain a trinity of noble lineage) to ens#re #pkeep of peace an"



soereignty in the #nierse. +n" soon came the new royal bloo"lines)

springing #p from nowhere claiming their right on the regions. What

followe" were millenni#ms lle" with bloo"ie" wars) followe" by an era of

peace an" happiness as #n"erstoo" by o#r ancestors. 9ittle "i" they know

that this s#ppose" peace was a b#%er for something that their chil"ren

wo#l" pay for2

'y melancholy is broken by the appearance of a n#rse an" I belate"ly

realise that she’s speaking to #s. 0Congrat#lations) the mother is o#t of

"anger an" so is the chil". $he has been asking for her h#sban". 4o# can

isit her b#t I wo#l" hae to ask yo# to be &#ick as she nee"s her rest3)

she speaks calmly an" then t#rns aro#n" e,pecting #s to follow her. I

silently sen" #p a prayer of thanks an" me an" +nya sprint towar"s the

maternity war".

0#"ra) thank go") yo# are here6 +nya6 I’e a son. I’m a mom. I’m a

mother. We hae a son now6 Where is $ameer2 I want to see his face. I

want him to see the face of his son. Where is he2 #"ra23 $amantha is

hysterical an" screaming with tears r#nning "own her face.

0$amantha) calm "own) $am6 4o# hae got to calm "own. It’s the

me"ication) its making yo# hysterical. Please keep yo#r oice "own yo#’ll

frighten yo# own baby3) +nya whispers to her in a soothing oice) intent

on calming her b#t I can see it has no e%ect on the woman now beginning

to tear her hair o#t.

0I want $ameer. 8o yo# hear me anya2r#"ra) where is he2 isnt hes#ppose" to be like yo# brother2 Why are yo# here when he is not here.

why is he not here to see his son being born. To see his wife going thro#gh

hell to bear his chil". What on earth is more important than the birth of his

son) the f#t#re king2 The only liing "escen"ent of his go""amn "ynasty

apart from himself23) samantha wails wile trying to tear her hair o#t an"

trying to p#sh anya o#t of the way to get #p.

+t this point i’m rea"y to tell an o#tright lie) an" groel an" beg to calm

her "own. It can’t be goo" for the baby an" its certainly not goo" for her.

+n" so i procee" to "o all those things.

0samantha) samantha) calm "own ) for go"’s sake. Its the me"ication.

e’s here) yo#r h#sban" is here. he’s h#rt b#t he’s here. he’ll come by as

soon as he can. (#t yo# hae got to calm "own for yo#r own sake. 4o#’ll

spike #p yo#r bloo" press#re. Please samantha) please.3

0he’s here23

0yes) he’s here. he has been h#rt b#t he is here an" he is in no "anger. e)

howeer re&#ires me"ical attention an" thats what he is seeking right

now.3

0he’ll come to see me then2 e’ll come to see his son23



0yes samantha he is on his way an" he’ll be oer here soon. 7#st calm

"own. 5or yo#r own sake. 5or sameer) for anya. 5or me. 5or yo#r son.

Please calm "own3.

While we are talking an" reass#ring samantha abo#t the whereabo#ts of

sameer) the n#rse &#ickly inects something in her arm that e%ectielyp#ts her to sleep withing a few secon"s. The n#rse points to her watch

silently) telling #s to h#rry #p. I can feel anya’s eyes on me an" i can feel

the waes of apprehension emanating from #s. One thing anya has always

been goo" at is silence. $he can coney a h#n"re" emotions from a silent

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