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As Vikram entered the palace he suddenly felt a soft thud on his shoulder he turned a corner, his eyes scanning the place  around. He turned to see a mango rolling off his shoulder

Looking up, he saw Rajsri perched high up in a mango tree, her dark hair tangled in the branches. Her eyes, bright and apologetic, met his as she gazed down at him.

"Oh no, I'm so sorry!" Rajsri exclaimed, her voice sincere. She quickly climbed down the tree, her movements agile and effortless. As she reached the ground, she rushed over to Vikram, her eyes fixed on the mango stain on his tunic.

"I'm really sorry about that," she said, her voice trembling. "I was getting a mango and I lost my grip. Please forgive me."

Vikram's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in anger. "What do you think you're doing?" he growled, his voice low and menacing. "You're careless and reckless. You could have hurt someone."

Rajsri's face fell, and she looked down at him with a mixture of apology and hurt. "I said I was sorry," she said, her voice trembling. "It was an accident. I didn't mean to hurt you."

But Vikram's anger didn't seem to abate. "You're not even paying attention to what you're doing," he spat. "You're a menace."

Rajsri's eyes flashed with anger, and she glared down at him. "That's not fair," she said, her voice rising. "I apologized sincerely. You didn't have to be so rude."

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I felt my anger simmering just below the surface. How dare she talk to me like that look at her first mistake and then talk back how pathetic, as if she had done nothing wrong?

My thoughts turned dark as she continued her unworthy talks my mind racing with visions of revenge. I would surely kill her first, under this very mango tree, once I succeeded in conquering the kingdom. She would be the first to fall, a symbol of my power and my wrath a pathetic small thing.

But for now I should not waste my time on this ridiculous creature. I would bide my time, playing the part of the humble servant. I would gather my strength, my allies, and my information. And when the time was right, I would strike, bringing this kingdom to its knees.

So I turned and walked away, leaving her standing under the mango tree, looking apologetic. I didn't accept her apology, didn't even acknowledge it. I just kept walking, my mind focused on the task ahead.

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"Oh no, I'm so sorry!" I mistakenly dropped the mango and I didn't mean to hit him. But the man talked back so rudely

"I'm really sorry about that," I said, my voice trembling. "I was getting a mango and I lost my grip. Please forgive me."  I repeated, trying to sound sincere.

But the young man just looked at me, his expression unyielding. "You are a menace" he said curtly. "You could have hurt someone."

My eyes flashed with anger, and I glared down at him. "That's not fair," I said, my voice rising. "I apologized sincerely. You didn't have to be so rude."

But the young man just turned and walked away, leaving me standing there feeling frustrated and hurt. I couldn't believe how rude he was. Didn't he know how to accept an apology?

I watched him go, feeling a mix of emotions. I was angry at him in my head, how can someone be so rude

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As Vikram entered the corridor, he was greeted by the familiar face of Raghu, a trusted ally who had been working within the palace walls for months. Raghu, a skilled fighter and strategist, had been instrumental in helping Vikram gather intelligence on the palace and its occupants.

Raghu nodded discreetly as Vikram approached, his eyes scanning the surrounding area to ensure they were not being watched. "Maharaj, it's good to see you," he said bowing, his voice low and respectful. "I've been expecting your arrival Maharaj.

Vikaramaditya nodded looking at Raghu with his intense eyes, "Raghu, Call me Vikram only until we are here." He said in his deep voice.

"Okay, Vikram as you command." Raghu said, "For now you'll have to follow me Maharaj, we'll get you settled in the palace as a servant."

Vikram nodded following Raghu through the winding corridors of the palace, nodding to the occasional servant or guard who passed by, Raghu led him through the winding corridors of the palace, eventually stopping in front of a large, ornate door. He knocked twice, and a voice from the other side bid them enter.

Raghu pushed open the door, revealing a spacious office filled with rows of scrolls and documents. A middle-aged man with a kind face and a bushy beard looked up from his desk, his eyes narrowing slightly as he took in Vikram's humble servant's attire.

"Ah, Raghu," the man said, his voice warm. "What brings you here today?"

Raghu bowed slightly, a gesture of respect. "Namaskar, Kumar. I've brought someone to meet you. This is... Vikram, a new servant looking for work in the palace."

Kumar's eyes flicked to Vikram, and he nodded thoughtfully. "Ah, yes. We're always looking for new servants. What makes you think you're qualified to work in the palace, Vikram?"

Vikram bowed his head, adopting a humble tone. "I'm willing to learn, sir. I've worked as a servant before, and I'm eager to serve the royal family."

Kumar nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "Very well, Vikram. I'll take you on as a servant as Raghu bought you with him, but be warned, the work is hard, and the palace can be a treacherous place. You'll need to be careful if you want to succeed."

Raghu smiled, a look of relief on his face. "Thank you, Kumar. I knew I could count on you."

Kumar waved his hand, dismissing Raghu's thanks. "It's nothing, Raghu. Just make sure Vikram here knows what he's getting himself into."

As Kumar handed Vikram a simple servant's uniform and a set of instructions, Raghu leaned in close, his voice barely above a whisper. "Remember, Vikram, Kumar is one of the most powerful men in the palace. He's the one who hires and fires the servants. If you can gain his trust, you'll have access to the entire palace."

Vikram nodded, his eyes locked on Kumar's, a look of determination on his face. He knew that this was just the beginning of his mission to infiltrate the palace and gather the information he needed to bring down the corrupt officials who had taken over the kingdom.

"Raghu why don't you introduce Vikram to Dai ma and tell her that he's a new servant so that she can give him some work" Kumar suggested to Raghu, Raghu nodded and gestured to Vikram to follow him.

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