Chapter 143: Agents of Company
Rewari Kingdom, Inner Palace of Bawal, Evening of 14th March 1557
"Your Highness? It’s almost time." A cautious voice roused Aditya from his slumber.
Blinking his eyes, Aditya sat on his bed while stretching his limbs. He saw his new royal guard, Rudra Singh Chauhan, a muscular and toned build , but with an unwavering attitude and an expectant gaze.
He inquired, squinting his eyes, "So, Rudra, what time is it?"
Rudra replied, "It’s almost time for sunset. I’m here to remind you of the evening court meeting."
Aditya sighed internally, realizing this wasn’t modern-day Earth where he could simply check a clock for the time. He mused about inventing a portable clock but was then distracted by his conversation with the Portuguese envoy, Diego, who had asked him about translations. He contemplated whether kidnapping a Portuguese would solve the problems or if he should start from scratch.
As these thoughts swirled in his mind, he rubbed his forehead to concentrate on pressing matters. Recently, it had been a heavy burden, and he missed his chubby friend Bheem for his light hearted pranks and reliable support.
Then Rudra’s voice sounded like an angel to him. "Your Highness, do you need me for anything?"
Aditya, still shaking off his drowsiness, leaned forward. "How many forces were under your command? Tell me about your experience in previous battles."
Rudra replied with a straight posture, "I have commanded a division of 10,000 soldiers and have even been trained to handle cavalry operations as well, Your Highness."
Aditya was impressed. No doubt, with his posture and no-nonsense demeanor, he looked perfect for the job, but could he do it? He asked after a bit of contemplation, "So, Rudra, to whom do you pledge your loyalty?"
Rudra clenched his fist to his chest and saluted with a slight bow. "For the Samrajya, for our Samrat, and under his orders, now it’s you, my Prince."