The night is calm, but the silence of Rawat Mansion’s lawn carries a weight heavier than thunder. The moonlight falls on the wide green field, shining on the figure of a man who looks like a shadow of his own self

Adhiraj is sitting tall on Sultan, his favorite black horse. Sultan’s strong body gleams under the pale light, but tonight his rider is different. The reins in Adhiraj’s hands are tight, too tight, his grip stiff with emotions he cannot name