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"Maharani if you want anything do order." The daasi said with her head bowed.

"No I think I will manage. You can leave." Juhi said dismissing the daasi.

The daasi bowed her head and walked out of the kitchen. Juhi sighed and looked around the kitchen. How the hell is she supposed to make a sweet dish when she royally suck at cooking. Being the only daughter of her parents she was pampered and spoilt. They never allowed her to even lift a vessel. She was brought up like a delicate flower. Only once has she entered the kitchen and that day she had accidentally burnt her finger and nearly lighted the whole kitchen in fire and from that day onward her parents never allowed her in kitchen. Now her in-laws expect her to cook for them. She felt completely helpless.

After thinking for a few minutes of thinking Juhi decided to make Kheer as it was the only dish whose recipe she knew. She took the rice and soaked it in water. She took a silver vessel and poured a fresh milk into it. She washed the rice and put it in the boiling milk. She stood there for a moment looking at the boiling milk. What she had done is the basics she had no idea how to make it further? Should she add sugar before or after the milk is boiled? Or is sugar add it before serving it?

"After this what am I supposed to do?" Juhi wondered out aloud.

"You should stir it until the rice gets soft and mushy Bhabhi." A voice instructed from behind her.

She turned around placing a hand on her chest. Her eyes were wide open and a loud gasp escaped her mouth. She looked at Bheem with her heart thudding in her chest loudly. She squeezed her eyes shut for a second and opened it again smiling little.

"You sacred the life out of me Bheem." She said breathing heavily.

"Sorry Bhabhi I didn't mean to scare you." Bheem said looking guilty.

"Its ok Bheem. Anyway why are you here now? Do you need anything?" She asked with a smile.

" Bhabhi actually Jyesht asked me to check whether you might need any help or not."

"Really you are here to help me?" Juhi asked her eyes glistening.

"Yes Bhabhi." Bheem nodded his head.

"So what should I do now?"

"You should stir it till the rice gets soft and then add sugar, raisins and cinnamon into it." Bheem instructed.

Juhi without any word started following the instructions given by Bheem. Soon an alluring aroma rises from the kheer that was being cooked. After a few second the hot kheer was transferred into the serving dishes kept there and was left for cooling.

"Bheem taste it and tell me how is it?" Juhi asked.

Bheem took a bit of kheer from the dish and tasted it. He stood there for a few minutes without telling anything making Juhi look at him worried.

"It's bad right. I knew it. I am the world's worst cook. Now what will I tell bua? How disappointing am I-" Juhi's rambling was cut off by Bheem.

"Bhabhi this kheer tastes so good. No one will say this is the first time you have cooked." Bheem said with a smile.

"Really it is good? You are not telling this to make me feel better right?" Juhi asked looking at him.

"No bhabhi to be honest this is one of the best kheer I have tasted in my life." Bheem said making Juhi smile.

"Ok bhabhi I am leaving now. If you need any help just call me." Bheem said before turning back and leaving.

Juhi kept the dishes in the tray and took it to the dinning room. Everyone seemed to have finished the breakfast when Juhi arrived there. With a smile Juhi served the Kheer to everyone. She stood there with a nervous expression as she watched them eat the Kheer. It was Bhishma pitamaha who first spoke after tasting the Kheer.

"This kheer is very delicious putri." He said with a smile.

"Ya this is one of the best kheer I have ever tasted in my life putri." Kunti said with a pleased smile.

Juhi nodded her head politely with a smile.

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"Arya I am scared. What if the people doesn't approve of me?" A very nervous lookingJuhi asked.

"Relax Juhi. There is nothing to be afraid of. I am sure the people of Anga will surely love the Queen of Anga." Karna said giving her hand a slight squeeze.

"But aarya." Juhi was interrupted by Karna.

"No ifs or buts listen to me carefully. I know becoming the queen is not something easy, with the position many responsibilities also will come but remember one thing I am always there with you. If you need any help just tell never hesitate. I am not only your husband but also your friend. We will get through this together." Karna said cupping her face.

Juhi gave him a smile and nodded her head. Together they walked inside the royal court of Anga.

"Hail Maharaj Karna."

"Hail Maharaj Karna."

Echoes of the people rang through out the court as soon as they entered the court.

Karna raised his hands silencing the roars of the people. Clearing his throat he addressed the court of Anga.

"Ministers of the court, today I have summoned the court to announce the new Queen of Anga. Maharani Juhi, the new queen of Anga."

"Hail Maharani Juhi."

"Hail Maharan Juhi"

Juhi looked at the people her head high in air, with a smile on her lips. Karna introduced her to all the ministers and main scholars of Anga. He instructed Juhi about her duties as the queen of Anga.

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"Akop what you are doing is not right. I am your brother. Your blood. Don't do this Akop." Asurraj spoke with difficulty.

Asurraj fell on his knees coughing blood. The sword fell from his hands as blood poured out from the deep wound in his stomach. His eyes bloodshot as he looked at his brother who stabbed him. Droplets of sweat trailed down from his forehead to neck.

"Brother all I wanted was the throne. I like a good brother politely asked you but you declined. You told me until and unless you are alive you won't let me get to the throne. You declared yourself as the obstacle between the throne and me. Now I am killing the obstacle and getting what I want." Akop smirked looking at his dying brother.

"No Akop don't do this. You are committing a sin." Asurraj said coughing blood.

"Sin ! what a enchanting word.I am a sinner brother. A merciless sinner. Don't you know brother I love committing the sins. Come on my hands are itching to commit more sins." He laughed humorlessly.

"Please don't Akop. Please have mercy. Have mercy." Asurraj begged.

"Its too late brother. Too late to beg. I gave you a chance but you wasted it. I don't give second chances brother." Akop said before slashing his sword on Asurraj.

One slash with his sword and Asurraj's head fell on the floor leaving his body. The metallic red blood splashed all over Akop's face and clothes.

"Such a pity brother. Such a pity. You should have known better than standing in my way. If Akop want something he will get it by hook or crook." Akop said looking at the dead body of his brother.

He wiped the blood and faced the crowd of Asurs who stood there. A smirk appeared on his face as he saw the fearful look on their face. This is an immense pleasure for him.

"Those like him not ready to accept me as your new king and want the same fate as him are free to come forward and fight me." Akop said pointing his finger at Asurraj.

All the people bowed their head. Not even a single soul was ready to come forward nor opposed him.

"That's more likely. Now bow and hail for your new king." He smirked.

"Hail Asuraj Akop"

"Hail Asuraj Akop"

Asurs shouted loudly making Akop smirk.

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