![]() ![]() ‘Have you never seen your parents after that?’ he asked softly. ![]() When she finished her story, only furnishing the bits he needed to know, he absorbed the information in silence. Chaula had to flee the harem before that day arrived, and in Ram she found an attentive listener. But she had not smiled, let alone laugh, once, till she had seen Ram fall.īut the Rana was slowly regaining his vigour, and she knew she would be forced to go to him the day the physician told the ruler he could resume his carnal activities. Beds of silk and feathers, a large palace to stay in amid a bevy of beauties who filled the air with obscene jokes and bawdy laughter. Since then, all Chaula had to do was to while away time in the harem with occasional visits to the temple. All the Rana could do was to leer at her like a hungry lion, but much to his discomfiture, he couldn’t touch her because of the physician’s orders. ![]() She had cowered in a corner like a doe in distress, covering her nudity with her small palms. As she cowered in fear he made a couple of eunuchs tear off her clothes. Despite his illness, the Rana had ordered Chaula to be brought to his bedroom one night. ![]()
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