Ratnawati turned around and ran away before he could say a word.

' Go straight then turn right, there is a room that is lit for you.' He heard her murmur under her breath, ' I have better things to do than lead this man to his room.' Pratap got up waiting for Ratnawati to lead the way. Please take him to one of the guest rooms and make him feel comfortable, Go with her.' Seeing him yawn Hansabai got up, ' Ratnawati, this is my friend from Bundi and that is her son Pratap. He was not used to this life and was trying hard to cope with the disguised character. ' Jija.' She had no clue, she had left the otherwise quiet and slow Ajabde alone as soon as she reached home. Rao Ram Rakh was embarassed of how his daughter came running in. Ratnawati came running in ' Maa saa? Maaa saaaa?' and was shocked seeing two unknown faces. He reminded of her an equally humble Bundi Rajkumari who was now Maharani of Mewar. ' First I am my mother's son, hence your nephew, so bless me Mausi ji.' ' No No Kunwarsa, you are Mewar's Prince, you don't need to touch my feet.' Kunwar Pratap being a humble prince, touched his mother's friend's feet. This was a time when Jaivanta Bai might need a friend, she thought. Sitting at the darbari room they were provided with Chach and fruits. They made their way to Ram Rakh Punwar's humble home. Maybe, god had given them this scope to renew their old bonds. Jaivanta Bai smiled, yes, she used to be a friend, back when she was not the Maharani of Mewar and she a Samant's wife. I told my daughters that her friend is coming from Bundi.' After all, they did not want Udai Singh to know they were in Mewar only. ' But who else knows we are coming?' Jaivanta Bai enquired worried. A horse stopped beside them and Rao ji came down. Usually if he had come, people would have flocked around to catch a glimpse of him, in these commoners dress nobody recognised them. Kunwar Pratap looked around the Bijolia Hatt mela for Rao RamRakh ji. ' It's already done, you go and get the flowers for the rooms when you came back.' ' Come back soon, we have guests coming.' ' Hatt mela.' Ratnawati's reply was prompt. 'Where are you two going?' her voice startled them. Meanwhile, the girls were sneeking out through the back door and were caught in the act by their mother. Rao Ram Rakh Punwar warned his wife one last time before leaving in a hurry, alone, on his horse. ' No, she can not lie to Ratnawati, if she asks.' ' Ajabde?' Her mother never lied to her before. ' They are not matured enough to hide the truth if they know it, especially Ratnawati.' ' No, they should only know that your friend is coming from Bundi.' ' Should I tell the girls who are coming?' All through the day he had to deal with administrative problems in Bijolia and give people justice, but today he had something more important to do. In another room, their mother was helping their father get ready for the day, he was the Samant of Bijolia, the representative of the Rana of Mewar. The reluctant Ratnawati sat down impatient. ' Wait, let me do my aarti first, then we can go.'

Maharana pratap 2nd november 2015