“Rooh, why did you come here?” Bhai jaan’s voice followed me, roughened by the wind as Shamsher increased his pace, the air tearing past us like a warning. “You know very well this land is not safe for you, not for anyone who carries the blood of Shahristaan. This kingdom feeds on that hatred.”
I exhaled slowly, the breath heavy in my chest, my gaze locked on the narrowing path ahead. My fingers curled tighter around the reins, the leather biting into my skin as I replied without looking back, my voice low but unwavering. “Aap dushman ke kabze me ho, aur aapki rooh aapki hifazat bhi na kar paaye. Aisa to aapne hume nahi sikhaya, bhai jaan.”
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