Razia knew that she had no other choice but to play her ultimate card “ I trust you Ahemed Sahab !” she said, as wily as Ahmed and not being a fool of course, Ahmed frowned, her attitude aroused hints of doubts in the mind of the tactful man. “Why do you worry so much Sultan ? I will see to it in no time and after all it’s Dilli Sultanate, nobody can even raise his eyes on it.” he said wily, with a genuine seeming smile. But this is a bit disappointing that you have not been paying much attention to such a crucial matter.” Razia confronted him , ”Ahmed Sahab, as you know, many official letters regarding the raising number of tents of Afghan soldiers and that too near the borders of Gujrat is quiet alarming. The years were enough to almost wipe off her heart’s naivety and turn her into a placid, neutral and just Sultan. “So, Sultan, we all are very curious to know about the diplomacies you want to discuss with me, may I have the permission to know ?” Ahmed asked in the most respectful manner one could afford to Razia, while Razia nodded, her face remained masked with an unreadable expression, something everybody except her close ones were used to now, in those five years.
She sighed and finally ordered her personal maid “Tell Yakut to be prepared for the meeting, I am on my way to the Deewan-e-Khaas for the meeting with Ahmed, also tell them that I would be expecting the whole family of his.” the maid nodded and left after giving her a proper salaam. She knew it very well that those who are not aware of her real intentions might find find her brutal, but whatever she was doing, she was doing for the welfare of her sultanate and Gujrat.
Razia put back her pipe of hookah as she let the white smoke erupt from her mouth, she had made up her mind, she knew exactly what she had to do.
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