Chapter 423 - 391: Message Of Mockery...

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Instead, he would appeal to their shared education, their responsibility towards the traditions they had inherited, and the danger posed by a king who was rapidly gaining influence over neighbouring kingdoms.

The letters were composed with care.

In them, the acharya explained the circumstances surrounding the Ashvamedha horse and Devara’s decision to stop it at the borders of Trivenivrata.

He described the incident as a direct challenge to the authority of Vrishasena, but he did not limit his argument to the immediate dispute.

He reminded the recipients of Devara’s educational reforms, the opening of institutions to people who had traditionally been excluded from certain forms of learning, and the growing influence of those policies upon other rulers.

He argued that the conflict threatened to become a struggle over the principles by which their kingdoms were governed.

If Devara emerged victorious and his influence continued to grow, the acharya warned, more rulers might abandon the established practices that had preserved their societies for generations.

Those who wished to maintain the traditional order could not afford to remain passive while such a powerful example spread across Bhulok.

Finally, he urged the kings to consider supporting Vrishasena, whether through military assistance, supplies, political recognition, or an alliance that would prevent Devara’s growing coalition from becoming an unchecked force.

When the letters were ready, the acharya summoned several trusted messengers and entrusted each with a sealed packet.

"These letters must reach their intended recipients without delay," he told them.

"Deliver them directly to the kings, and ensure that their contents are not disclosed to anyone who has no business reading them. Their responses are to be brought back to me as soon as they are received."

The messengers bowed and departed, carrying the acharya’s appeal towards the various royal courts.

Once they were gone, he returned to the pavilion and stood looking across the gurukul grounds.

The students continued their lessons, unaware that their teacher had begun involving himself in a political struggle that might soon engulf several kingdoms.

The familiar sounds of recitation filled the air, but his thoughts had already travelled far beyond the peaceful boundaries of the institution.

He remembered the day he had left Trivenivrata, convinced that Devara’s reforms would eventually bring ruin upon the kingdom.

He remembered the warning he had delivered, the certainty with which he had predicted the withdrawal of divine favour, and the confidence he had felt that time would vindicate him.

Years had passed, yet the vindication he expected had never arrived.

Now he intended to help bring about the circumstances in which Devara’s decisions would finally be tested by an opponent capable of challenging his power.

"Let the world see what happens when a man underestimates the system that has endured for generations," he said quietly.

"Let them remember the consequences of believing that the rules which governed their ancestors can be discarded simply because one king considers himself above them."

His expression hardened with conviction, and he returned to his manuscripts, already considering which other former students might be persuaded to support Vrishasena.

The irony of his actions did not occur to him.

In his determination to defend the existing order, he was now attempting to influence kings, forge political connections, and draw additional powers into a conflict that had begun with a single act of resistance.

He condemned Devara for using his authority to challenge established traditions, yet he was willing to use his own influence to help shape the outcome of a war for the sake of those same traditions.

To the acharya, however, there was no contradiction.

He believed that he was defending dharma against a ruler whose success threatened to undermine it.

And so, while Devara took his time to consider the alliance being offered to Trivenivrata, another alliance was quietly being pursued elsewhere, one intended not to protect the independence of kingdoms but to prevent the king of Trivenivrata from becoming a symbol of change.

The coming conflict was no longer merely a question of whether Vrishasena could answer the insult to his sovereignty.

Unbeknownst to Devara, the man who had once refused to teach at his gurukul was now working to ensure that the king’s enemies would have more than one reason to fight him.

The royal court of Trivenivrata was unusually crowded that morning.

With messengers arriving from neighbouring kingdoms almost every day, Mahamantri Shakuni had arranged a formal assembly in the Rajya Sabha so that the king and his council could examine the proposals being submitted and determine how best to proceed.

Devara sat upon his throne, listening as the ministers discussed the latest reports concerning the visiting delegations, while Bhishma, Dronacharya, Karna, and Ashwatthama occupied their customary places among the assembled dignitaries.

Several senior officials and military commanders were present as well, all aware that the kingdom’s response to the approaching crisis could influence the fate of the surrounding territories.

The discussions had only just begun when a royal messenger from Vrishabhapura was announced.

The man entered the assembly carrying a sealed scroll bearing the royal insignia of King Vrishasena.

His attire was immaculate, and he walked with the confidence expected of someone representing a powerful monarch, though his eyes briefly travelled across the assembled warriors before settling upon Devara.

After bowing formally to the throne, he presented the scroll to Mahamantri Shakuni.

"An official message from His Majesty King Vrishasena of Vrishabhapura,"

the messenger announced.

"He has instructed me to deliver it before the court of Trivenivrata and ensure that its contents are conveyed to King Devara without alteration."

Shakuni examined the seal before breaking it open.

He unfolded the palm-leaf document, scanned its opening lines, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Whatever he had read did not appear to please him, but he maintained his composure as he stepped forward.

"With the Maharaja’s permission, I shall read the message aloud before the Rajya Sabha."

Devara inclined his head.

"Proceed, Mahamantri. Let everyone present hear what Vrishasena wishes to communicate."

Shakuni began reading.

"To Devara, the ruler of Trivenivrata, from Vrishasena, the sovereign of Vrishabhapura. Your recent actions have demonstrated a troubling disregard for the traditions that have governed the conduct of kings since ancient times."

"By stopping the sacred Ashvamedha horse and casting aside the banner of Vrishabhapura, you have insulted not merely my authority but the principles upon which legitimate kingship rests."

The court remained silent, listening closely.

"You have long presented yourself as a protector of the people, yet your conduct reveals the arrogance of a ruler who believes that his own judgment stands above the wisdom of his ancestors."

"You have opened institutions of learning to those whose birth does not entitle them to such privileges, disregarded the distinctions that preserve the proper order of society, and encouraged others to follow your example. Such actions are not signs of enlightened kingship. They are the actions of an adharmi who mistakes popular approval for divine favour."

A few ministers exchanged displeased glances. Karna’s expression darkened, while Ashwatthama shifted in his seat, his fingers tightening against the armrest.

Dronacharya remained motionless, his gaze fixed upon Shakuni, and Bhishma’s face grew increasingly grave.

Shakuni continued, his voice steady despite the growing tension within the chamber.

"Your refusal to permit the Ashvamedha horse to continue its journey shall not be treated as a minor disagreement between neighbouring kingdoms. You have deliberately challenged the sovereignty of Vrishabhapura, and you must understand that such an act carries consequences."

"A king who claims the right to disregard the authority of others cannot expect those others to tolerate his insolence indefinitely."

He paused briefly before reading the next section.

"Moreover, the conduct of your household offers further evidence of the disorder you have welcomed into your kingdom. You have gathered wives from different backgrounds and raised them to positions of honour without regard for the distinctions that should govern such relationships."

"Your attachment to them appears to have clouded your judgment, and perhaps this explains why you have become so willing to abandon established principles in pursuit of personal desires."

A murmur of indignation spread through the assembly.

Shakuni’s eyes moved to the next lines, and his expression became noticeably colder.

"Indeed, the women who share your palace appear to have encouraged your delusions of grandeur. Whether through vanity or ambition, they have allowed themselves to become ornaments of a king who believes that his wealth, power, and supposed divine connections place him beyond the reach of criticism."

"A ruler who cannot govern his own household according to the proper order has little claim to instruct other kingdoms on how they should govern themselves."

The words had barely left Shakuni’s mouth when Karna rose from his seat.

"Enough!"

His voice rang through the Rajya Sabha, startling several officials who had never heard him interrupt an official proceeding so abruptly.

"Vrishasena may be foolish enough to challenge our king, but has he now forgotten even the most basic principles of respect? If he wishes to question Devara’s decisions, let him do so through proper arguments."

"What business does he have dragging the Maharaja’s wives into a political dispute? Does he imagine that insulting women who have done him no harm will somehow strengthen his claim to sovereignty?"

Ashwatthama rose as well, his expression openly furious.

"This is not the language of a king who wishes to resolve a dispute. It is the language of a man who has allowed his resentment to overcome his judgment. He accuses our Maharaja of arrogance while sending a message filled with insults, and he speaks of proper conduct while demonstrating none himself."

"If Vrishasena believes that such words will intimidate Trivenivrata, then he has badly misunderstood the people he intends to challenge."

Several members of the assembly voiced their agreement.

The ministers who had previously listened in silence now began speaking among themselves, their indignation growing as the full meaning of the letter became apparent.

Even those who had been prepared to consider diplomatic solutions found themselves questioning whether Vrishasena possessed the temperament required to negotiate in good faith.

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