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I turned around to welcome the familiar feeling of being in Manik's room. No, our room. I smiled with that thought and mentally danced for a moment.

I instantly ran to his walk in closet and hugged his clothes. I love how comfortable they feel against my skin. Finally, I get to wear his clothes.

I pulled out his black hoodie and went to take a shower before wearing it. In a matter of minutes I laid on his bed and hugged the pillow on his side.

It had a hint of his green apple shampoo. I ran my fingers over his side of the bed and it was cold reminding me his absence.

Memories of how we pranked each other with the paints surfaced my thoughts. Nobody would believe the mighty Boss was such mischievous person. His face looked younger every time he laughed with his whole heart.

A sob left my mouth and I realised tears were formed long before I could recognise.

I miss you, Manik.

I shook my head and wiped my tears. It's not the right time to cry and stay locked in this room. I have the secret door and I have to advantage of it. Malhotra Empire is important to Manik as well as me, not just as his love but also as a person belonging to this territory.

Manik protected all of our territories and it's time to give back to him and prove our loyalty to the Empire.

I shall do everything I am capable to delay Harshad from destroying our Empire with his inexperience. I have my trust in Manik, Cabir and Alya. They would look after the leadership takeover through armour while I will look after Harshad, in person.

Afterall, that Bullock Cart finds no harm in me. That's amusing and I shall take full advantage of it.

I looked at Manik's painting and smiled. "We are now team mates, Mr. Manik Malhotra."

The next few hours passed with me thinking on my plans and how I must handle the situation. My main rule is not to use any gun against Harshad as it could be dangerous to anyone since I have never held a gun before.

I will be using only my mind to takedown the enemy.

Finally, as the sun rose declaring another day's presence I got freshed and picked the best outfit from his wardrobe. Manik's signature combat look. I wore his trousers, his sleeveless vest and his leather jacket. Not to forget the sunglasses which completed the look.

I am satisfied with my image reflected in the mirror as I looked like a shorter version of The Boss.

Bring it on, Ghost!

I carefully opened the main door of my room and poked my head out to check my surroundings. Since, it's only 7 o'clock in the morning there were no soldiers inside the mansion. A handful of servants were present here and there to clean, cook and water the plants.

Harshad's door is still shut as this pampered son usually wakes up around the same time as I would, that is 11 o'clock in the morning. Oh! Those were the days where I could sleep as much as I want.

Stop it, Nandini. We have to do our task and not get distracted by our bodily functions. Early bird catches breakfast not LukFast.

Making my mind I walked like Manik, confidently in the mansion as if I owned it. I reached the kitchen and saw the chef preparing breakfast alone and smirked.

A winning situation for me, nothing more or nothing less.

"What's for breakfast?" I questioned startling him.

"I almost thought it was the Boss." He said under his breath but I heard him well. "Oats porridge for Mr. Malhotra."

Did he address Harshad as Mr. Malhotra? And Manik as The Boss? Good, my child here doesn't know what's happening outside his kitchen.

"Where are the other staff?" I questioned him while rounding the table to stand next to him.

"Not sure princess, I am here after a month long leave and the staff here didn't even inform me beforehand. They just left a note about their timings which is something I never expected." He said putting the goey mass into the bowl. "I didn't even get any other breakfast orders except for Mr. Malhotra's oatmeal. What shall I prepare for you Princess?"

Warm breakfast first thing in the morning sounds so tempting but I am not here to get into temptations.

"No, thank you, chef. I really missed your cooking though! Since you are understaffed I shall put the bowl on the dining table as you prepare other things." I suggested.

"What? No. I can't let a princess do the menial work, let me do it. It's not even a big deal since I've been up doing all the work." His ears were getting red in embarassment.

"No. I want to help you, chef. You are doing everything alone and there's no one here to even set the bowl." I said with a pout.

"Alright, here we go." He handed me the bowl and I took it a few steps away from the table and gave it back to him after eating a few tablespoons and mixing the spoon to set it properly.

"This is so heavy. I can't take it to the table. You were right."

He left out a hearty chuckle. "If you want to eat I would have prepared you something instead of these few spoons." He added a few more spoons from the main bowl filling what I ate and walked out of the kitchen to put it in the dining hall.

A smile broke on my face looking at the retreating figure. I looked at the tiny bottle in my hand and my smirk grew wide.

The secret for Manik's thick luscious hair and beard, the secret for my long, black hair is the same. Castor oil. But mixing castor oil in the oat meal is a very bad idea. Because it is good for external hair organs but bad for internal stomach organs. I ran my index finger over the label on the label which said 'for external use only. Not to be swallowed.'

Experiment number one: Finding the results of Castor Oil when it's ingested.

Apparatus: Bottle of Castor Oil, Oatmeal, Nandini the Dragon, Harshad the Bullock Cart.

Subject: 27 year old, Bullock Cart.

Method: Mixing castor oil into the oatmeal while diverting the chef's attention.

Results: Pending in a few hours.

Ah! Nandini, the world needs you. I stuffed a few fruits in my pockets to eat in the bedroom as it's time the pampered son wakes up.

While coming out of the kitchen my eyes fell on the huge container which came from the headquarters sent by Alya. It's cooking oil. I submerged a glass into it and pulled out the glass full of oil and poured it along the way to the office room. The white marble stone floor helped me making it transparent until looked close enough.

Perfect!

Satisfied with my fist task I went into the room before Harshad could spot me. I shut the door carefully without making any noise and stood before Manik's painting.

"Task 1 completed." I bowed to the Boss.

I emptied the fruits from my pocket and opened the desk to put them inside. It was already filled with chocolates.

I remember telling Manik about my habit of eating a chocolate by sneaking them into my bedroom drawers. He kept it for me in his room and they are still here.

Aww! Manik, I have only one blood pumping organ. Stop it!

But wait, should I eat the chocolate or the healthy fruits? Chocolates will make my soul happy and fruits will make my body happy. Again, fruits are brought by me and chocolates are brought by Manik. What should I eat?

Argh!

Why must I have so many problems?

Finally, I made a decision. I will eat both fruits and chocolate together. I peeled the orange fruit and stuffed a cube of chocolate in it and gobbled it in a go. The Citrusy and sweetness overpowered my senses.

"Disgusting!" I mouthed with it still in my mouth.

I ran to spit it out and washed my mouth. Coming back I decided what I must eat first thing in the morning as a meal. It's obvious that eating fruits are healthy and would make a human strong. But I am already all that so let me eat the chocolate.

One bar of chocolate wouldn't harm me right?

With that thought I kept all these fruits aside and began eating the chocolate occasionally peeping out to check if Harshad is out of his room or not.

Finally, at 9 o'clock Harshad came out of his room to have his breakfast. The mansion's dining table has food warmer which made him lucky otherwise he would be eating cold, goey, disgust.

My hand looked for another cube of chocolate but found none so I looked it with my eyes. I found plenty of empty wrappers on the floor.

What? Did I really eat 7 huge chocolate bars? Each one is atleast the size of my arm and I was able to finish it within one hour. How is it possible? I agreed to eat only one bar right?

Nandini dear, you must control your capabilities.

I picked all the wrappers and stuffed them in my pockets. Slowly, I poked my head out and took careful steps to reach Harshad's room. Since he is having his breakfast I should have enough time to look into his room.

What am I looking for? I don't know but I wish I could find anything to work.

Usually his room is empty, spacious and boring but this day it was filled with a lot of stuff. There are many papers, huge piles of records,  bottles of alcohol and other things which I can't name.

Shaking my head I lifted his mattress and threw all the chocolate wrappers with bits of chocolate still hanging on them under the mattress. I covered the bedsheet once again to make it appear neat.

"May your body seater organ get bit by all the reddest ants your organs have ever seen." I blessed his bed with a jug of water soaking the corner where the wrappers are located.

I now turned to look at the papers which surely gave me a headache. There are too many pages, sentences, words and letters to concentrate. I wish there were any diagrams to make things easier for me.

As I sulked I saw some papers with drawings and my face glowed. I pulled it out to look at it and realised it's a map. Infact there are too many maps on this table.

The green paper which Harshad stole from Niyonika's room is also here. It's the map of the Headquarters. It had every detail about the headquarters. The next huge paper has the map of the mansion we are living. From the entrance gates till the basement it was all there.

I looked closely and saw the dungeons located near the basement plan. Navya! She has been there and I couldn't even meet her all these months. It's been almost six to seven months since I last saw her. Is she getting enough food? Is she alright?

Is Navya still hungry?

As I was lost in my thoughts I heard the chair in the dining hall move and I knew Harshad completed his breakfast and I have to run from his room without him noticing me.

As I walked to the door I saw the door knob twist making me shiver with fear.

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Precap

Results: The given flesh walking organ pack is in liquid state. Pungent odor detected.

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