But Dilip, in a rare flash of cunning, intercepted Bunty first.
The two of them stood exposed: not a king and queen, but two actors in a ruined play.
“Then you’re a fool,” she whispered. “In this fort, no one dies quick. But I have a better offer. Don’t kill me. Kill Dilip’s younger brother, Bhanu. He’s coming back from London tomorrow. With him alive, Dilip has an heir. Without him, I am the only heir.”
But Dilip, in a rare flash of cunning, intercepted Bunty first.
The two of them stood exposed: not a king and queen, but two actors in a ruined play.
“Then you’re a fool,” she whispered. “In this fort, no one dies quick. But I have a better offer. Don’t kill me. Kill Dilip’s younger brother, Bhanu. He’s coming back from London tomorrow. With him alive, Dilip has an heir. Without him, I am the only heir.”
