A War Uncalled For

Adharva looked at the trespasser. He took the crime of entering his empire without permission very seriously. The man was now cowering down.

"I did not know that I was crossing the borders, your highness," said the man aged around 60 by the looks of it.

"No trespasser leaves the land without consequences," said Adharva.

"Your highness, please pardon this god forsaken soul," the man begged.

"Prison," said Adharva looking at the guards.

"Please my emperor, I have a family depending on me," begged the man as he was dragged away by the guards.

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Adharva looked at the woman waiting for him in the bed. She was wearing minimal clothes as he liked it. Her bosom was huge and her legs were long. After tiresome days, it was the company of these beautiful woman that kept him sane. There was no harem but there was never any shortage for women ready to share bed for money. She gets paid handsomely.

The gender did not matter for Adharva. He liked them as they came. This woman was a pleasurable enough sight. He waited for her to shed the rest of her clothes. He had no patience for such things.

The women had stopped being coy with him after the first person's experience. They were here to satisfy him, not to seduce him. Nor did he have the patience for seduction.

She removed the corset and the thong as Adharva shed his robes. He climbed on the bed and it did not take much time for him to bury himself in her. She was moaning like the wanton whore she was. He flicked her nipple with his tongue and everything else he pleased to do with her body. 

She just laid there's breasts heaving, jiggling as he pounded into her, waiting for his completion. When he came, he always took care to not impregnate anyone accidently. As he came back from his high, the whore had left just like he preferred it .

Adharva bathed and proceeded to his own chamber to have a good night's sleep. He had a war to plan.

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Adharva walked down the dark hallways and reached his destination. The man was bent over some scrolls. 

"Ah, I could hear the old man's cries here. He seems a harmless soul," said Samarth.

Adharva looked at his brother with a stubborn impassiveness. Samarth sighed and looked up. His lips quirked as he walked over with a fond smile on his lips.

"I don't know how a soft hearted me and self righteous older brother brought you up to be like this," said Samarth wrapping an arm around Adharva who snorted but let his brother embrace him.

"Have you given thought to my request the other day ?," asked Adharva.

Samarth scoffed.

"Did brother agree to get married?" asked Samar.

Adharva just gave him a glare.

"I thought so," said Samarth amused and made Adharva sit down on the diwan.

"I am not going to marry before I see brother and you in safe hands," said Samarth drawing another glare out of him.

"I am a grown man now. You both don't have to guard me like mother hens," said Adharva.

"I resent the use of the word hen," said Samarth.

Adharva just gave up and stared at the wall.

"I also heard of the whore's presence. Adharva, I wish you would stop seeking out such company," said Samarth.

"Unlike you, who is yet to look at a man or woman, I have no vow to remain a virgin till my death," said Adharva.

Samarth rolled his eyes.

"Forgive me my insolence," said Adharva feeling ashamed to have snapped at his brother.

Rishi stood at the door and both the older brothers shared a look.

"You are forgiven, now tell me what has brought this sour mood on. From what I have heard you had a delectable evening," said Samarth.

Adharva looked at his brother, appalled.

"Have you no shame?" asked Adharva.

Both Rishi and Samarth snorted.

Adharva almost felt like he was ten again and had done something stupid and was trying to convince his brothers that it was nothing.

He just gave up and remained silent.

"Which brings us back to our first question," said Rishi.

Adharva looked at him.

"A war is coming up. I can smell it. I know you both can feel it too," said Adharva, never one to have bothered with subtlety.

"A fight with Maheraya is not advisable," said Rishi.

"I don't think it is a matter of choice. Their army just conquered the last Chief before our borders begin," said Adharva.

"However, there is difference between fighting a Chief and a King. You are also conquering Chief's in the other direction," said Rishi.

Samar however said "You know what is best for this country. We both will stand with you till the end on anything."

"We just have to find a cellar to hide the little prince," said Adharva seriously looking at Dhruv, their youngest brother who stood behind Rishi now, having walked in a moment before.

Dhruv stomped his feet and threw his bow and arrow on the ground.

"You will not send me anywhere," said the twenty five year old.

"Or I was thinking we could send him off to another kingdom," said Adharva.

"Brother," said Dhruv, pouting.

"I will not hear any objections. I have decided that you will join the commoners in the neighbour kingdom. The best of our warriors will join you. I will not have you at risk," said Adharva.

"But-

"You know, Adharva has a point. No kingdoms have warred before now. If it does come to war, I think you being safe away from here is what we would prefer," said Samar.

"But-

"That is a decision, your brother will get both of our support on. I think I will pick the warriors who will accompany you," said Rishi.

Dhruv huffed and sat down.

"Handsome warriors then. It won't do for me to be bored," said Dhruv.

All three older men looked at him in abject horror, in Adharva's case, a glare.

"I meant to say, good to look at. Nothing more," said Dhruv already mentally seeing the men plucking all the good looking guards and sending them to some other part of the country. 

All four sat there, as a family, oblivious to the changes that will happen in Arthanava in the coming days.

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