Chapter 184: Fall of Kashmir Part-1
Hari Parbat Fort, Srinagar, Kashmir Kingdom, Night of 6th April, 1557
The night sky over Srinagar shimmered with stars, a stunning backdrop to the lively celebrations below. The city was alive with excitement, decorated in vibrant colors. Rich fabrics and garlands hung elegantly from the walls, their sweet fragrance mixing with the cool night air.
Torches and lamps lit up every corner of the square, casting a warm glow over the bustling streets. The main market square, Lal Chowk, was set for the grand event, with an elevated platform prepared for the royal wedding ceremony.
Laughter and music filled the air, blending with the mouth-watering aromas from food stalls lining the streets. Children danced in joy, their voices mingling with the rhythmic beats of traditional drums.
The recent withdrawal of the Samrajya’s reinforcements had lifted the tension that had gripped the city for months after the deaths of the king, prince, and general. Their absence instilled confidence in the people, signaling that peace had returned. A week after their removal, normalcy was restored, allowing the crowd to gather in celebration without fear.
Security was tight, as befitting a royal wedding. Soldiers from border outposts had been called in to manage the arrangements, their chainmail armor gleaming under the torchlight. Armed with shields and spears, they stood vigilant, ensuring that the joyous night remained peaceful.
Little did they know that just beyond the city’s borders, a threat loomed.
Under the cover of darkness, Ladakhi soldiers infiltrated the borders, thanks to their prince Tsewang, who being disguised as General Tenzin ordered the removal of excess Kashmiri guards at the outposts, enabling his awaiting fellow soldiers to cross the borders undetected. They now lay in wait for the perfect moment to strike and seize control.
Two groups stood out at different locations: one led by commander Norbu near the gates in cover of forest, while the other, commanded by commander Tashi, waited by the secret tunnel of the fort, meant for emergencies. They were all poised for the signal.
Oblivious to these threats, there was sense of celebration inside the city. Joy rippled through the crowd as they eagerly awaited the union of their beloved princess and the rising general who had captured her heart. The royal couple would soon parade through the streets on horseback before arriving for the ceremony.