He was followed by the Queen of the Nagas and a hundred armed men. They stopped at a polite distance from the Naga, leaving him alone. Karkotak, Prime Minister to the Queen of the Nagas, looked up at the sky, judging the time. Then he looked disconcertedly at the Naga in the distance. He wondered why the Lord of the People, as the Naga was referred to in his lands, was so interested in this particular puja.
The Lord had far greater powers and knowledge. Some even considered him better than the Naga Queen. She had to admit that her Prime Minister was right. The Nagas had to return to their capital quickly. There was little time to waste. The issue of medical support to the Brangas would come up again. She knew that the severe cost of that support was turning many Nagas against the alliance with the Brangas, especially the peace-loving ones who wanted to live their ostracised lives quietly, calling it a product of their bad karma.
And without the alliance, her vengeance was impossible. More importantly, she could not desert the Brangas in their hour of need when they had been unflinchingly loyal to her. On the other hand, she could not abandon her nephew, the Lord of the People. He was troubled; the presence of that vile woman had disturbed his usual calm demeanour.
He was taking unnecessary risks. Like the idiotic attack on Sati and Shiva at the Ramjanmabhoomi temple. What if he had been killed? Or worse, caught alive? He had justified it later as an attempt to draw Sati out of Ayodhya, as capturing her within the city was impossible. For what it was worth, he had succeeded in drawing her out on a voyage to Kashi.
But she was accompanied by her husband and a whole brigade. It was impossible to kidnap her. The Queen saw her nephew move slightly. She stepped forward a little distance, motioning for Karkotak and the men to remain behind.
The Naga had taken out a knife from a newly built hold on his belt. It was the knife Sati had flung at him at the Ramjanmabhoomi temple. He looked at it longingly, letting the blade run up his thumb.
Its sharp edge cut his skin lightly. He shook his head angrily, dug the knife hard into the sand and turned around to walk towards the Queen. He stopped abruptly. Oddly hesitant. Let it go. Indecision weighed heavy on him. The men in the distance were shocked to see their Lord in such a weak state. He picked it up carefully, held it reverentially to his forehead and put it back into his side hold. The Queen snorted in disgust and turned around, signalling Karkotak to come forward. She knew she had no choice.
She would have to leave her nephew with bodyguards, while she herself would ride out towards Panchavati, her capital. What rubbish! It carries a very important individual, the most important in the land. Siamantak turned to look nervously at the massive ship that carried the Neelkanth.
Shiva was standing on the balustrade with Parvateshwar and Bhagirath. Siamantak was aware that Shiva wanted to stop at Magadh.
He had expressed a desire to visit the Narsimha temple on the outskirts of the city. Siamantak did not want to disappoint the Neelkanth. However, if he paid portage charges for the ship, it would set a dangerous precedent. It would open a can of worms with all the river port kingdoms across the empire.
The negotiations with Andhak were delicate. The law is the law. Any ship that ports at Magadh has to pay portage. Why should Emperor Dilipa be worried about a small fee of one thousand gold coins?
It is the principle. So please pay up. He must be insisting that the law of portage charges be followed. Siamantak cannot allow any ship owned by my father to pay portage. Andhak is an idiot. But he does not do justice to that name. Magadh was a great kingdom once. In fact, there was a time when it was the overlord kingdom of Swadweep and its kings were widely respected and honoured. But as it happens with many great kings, their unworthy descendants frittered away the wealth and power of their kingdoms.
We share a prickly relationship with them. It was a glorious Ashwamedh Yagna, for this was a time when Ayodhya had still not fallen prey to the wooden kings who rule it today. As you can imagine, Magadh was not quite pleased about the loss of status and revenue from tributes.
And they still suffer from their defeat to Ayodhya. Magadh could theoretically benefit from the fact that it is at the confluence of two rivers.
It becomes the most convenient trading hub for merchants travelling on river ports on the Sarayu or the Ganga. This advantage was negated after they lost the Ashwamedh to us.
A ceiling was imposed on their portage and trading hub charges. And then, our enmity received a fresh lease of life a hundred years back. It had historically been in close alliance with Magadh. In fact the ruling families are very closely related. Just like Magadh, it became a crucial junction for river trade.
And unlike Magadh, it was not bound by any treaty on its portage and trading charges. Any trader or kingdom wanting to settle or trade in the newly opened hinterlands of the Yamuna had to pay charges at Prayag. Its prosperity and power grew exponentially. They have blamed Ayodhya ever since. They actually believe we purposely lost the war to give them a devastating blow. There was a time when Ayodhya and Magadh were close allies.
This is one place I will not be suspect. But King Mahendra is known to be highly suspicious. We should expect spies keeping a close tab on us all the time. He does that to every important visitor. Having said that, their spy network is not particularly efficient.
I do not foresee any serious problems. Since the Emperor of Ayodhya believes in the Neelkanth, the Magadh king will not. We can disembark. But we will have to stay here for at least ten days. We will stay in his guesthouse for ten days. He will pay the portage charges to Andhak from the guesthouse rent we pay. When we wish to leave, the ownership of the ship will be transferred back to King Dilipa.
We have to stay for ten days so that the guesthouse owner can earn enough money for his own profit and for portage charges. The portage charges would be paid, but technically not by Emperor Dilipa. The Naga and his soldiers had been silently tracking the fleet carrying Shiva, Sati and their entourage. They had wisely remained away from the banks. Far enough to not be visible to the boat look-outs but close enough to follow their paths.
They had moved further inland to avoid Magadh and intended to move closer to the river once they had bypassed the city. Suddenly, the still of the forest was shattered by a loud scream. The entire platoon went down quickly and quietly, waiting for the danger to pass. But trouble had just begun. A woman screamed again. Leave him! As far as he was concerned, there was only one course of action to take. Retrace their steps, take a wide arc around this area and move back towards the river.
He turned towards his Lord, about to offer this suggestion. The Naga, however, was transfixed, eyes glued to a heartbreaking sight. At a distance, partially hidden by the trees and underbrush, lay a tribal woman, frantically clutching a boy, no older than six or seven years. Two armed men, possibly Magadhan soldiers, were trying to pull the child away. The woman, showing astounding strength for her frail frame, was holding on to the child desperately. In the eyes of the civilised city folk living along the great rivers, these tribals were backward creatures because they insisted on living in harmony with nature.
While most kingdoms ignored these forest tribes, others confiscated their lands at will as populations grew and need for farmlands increased. And a few particularly cruel ones preyed on these helpless groups for slave labour. The Magadhan leader kicked the woman hard. But I need this boy! He will drive my bulls to victory! My father will finally stop his endless preening about winning every race for the last three years!
Bull- racing was a craze in the Chandravanshi areas, subject to massive bets, royal interest and intrigue. Riders were needed to scream and agitate the animals to keep them running on course. At the same time, if the riders were too heavy, they would slow down the animal.
Therefore, boys between the ages of six and eight were considered perfect. They would shriek out of fear and their weight was inconsequential. The children would be tied to the beasts. If the bull went down, the boy rider would be seriously injured or killed.
Therefore, tribal children were often kidnapped to slave away as riders. Nobody important missed them if they died. The Magadhan leader nodded to one of his men who drew his sword. He then looked at the woman. Let your son go. Or I will have to hurt you. The Naga was staring at the woman, his mouth open in awe. Her bloodied right arm hanging limply by her side, the woman still clung to her son, wrapping her left arm tightly around him. Vishwadyumna shook his head. He could tell it was a matter of time before the woman would be killed.
He turned towards his soldiers, giving hand signals to crawl back. He turned back towards his Lord. But the Naga was not there. He had moved swiftly forward, towards the mother. Vishwadyumna panicked and ran after his Lord, keeping his head low. The Magadhan soldier raised his sword, ready to strike. Suddenly, the Naga broke out from the cover of the trees, his hand holding a knife high. Before the soldier knew what had happened, the knife struck his hand and his sword dropped harmlessly to the ground.
As the Magadhan soldier shrieked in agony, the Naga drew out two more knives. But he had failed to notice the platoon of Magadhan soldiers at the back.
One had his bow at the ready, with an arrow strung. The soldier released it at the Naga. The arrow rammed into his left shoulder, slipping between his shoulder cap and torso armour, bursting through to the bone. The force of the blow caused the Naga to fall to the ground, the pain immobilising him. Not Banga! Get out of my land! The Naga signalled Vishwadyumna to step back and tried to pull the arrow out of his shoulder.
But it was buried too deep. He broke its shaft and threw it away. The Magadhan pointed at the Naga menacingly. This is my land. These people are my property. Get out of the way. He turned around to see one of the most magnificent sights he had ever seen.
The mother lay almost unconscious behind his soldiers. Her eyes closing due to the tremendous loss of blood. Her body shivering desperately. Too terrified to even whimper. And yet, she stubbornly refused to give up her son.
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