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The intense pressure from both factions had been relentless for months, but thanks to the help of the elders, he had managed to navigate the stormy waters of economic warfare that had plagued the region.

The focus of the two factions had shifted to monopolizing resources and weakening each other economically, easing some of the immediate strain.

Despite this, recent intelligence suggested that a fierce battle for the throne was imminent.

The upcoming fight to curry favour from neutral factions, like the Patwardhans and the Nayakas, promised to be brutal. Raj Patwardhan felt the weight of this knowledge pressing down on him, aware that his family\'s future hung in the balance.

His son, Akash, watched his father with a worried look. "Father, please eat something. You\'re getting weaker by the day," he said, trying to coax his father into taking better care of himself.

Raj Patwardhan barely glanced at his son, "Now is not the time for that," he snapped. "Our family\'s future depends on what this meeting with the Nayakas brings. We can\'t afford distractions."

"But—" Akash began, but his father cut him off with a wave of his hand.

"No buts," Raj Patwardhan insisted. "This is crucial. If we don\'t secure this deal, our family is done for."

Akash looked distressed. "But Father, we could join the Imperial Faction. They might offer us protection and support."

Raj Patwardhan stopped pacing and turned to face his son, his hands clenched at his sides. "Are you out of your mind? The Imperial Faction won\'t just welcome us with open arms. We\'re too weakened now. They\'ll see us as expendable, a mere tool to be used and discarded,"

Akash took a deep breath, trying to stay calm. "And what makes you think we can stand up to the Cochin nobles on our own? Without allies, we\'re vulnerable,"

Raj Patwardhan sighed heavily, his shoulders slumping. "That\'s exactly why we need this meeting to go well. It\'s our best chance to gain a foothold and ensure our survival in these turbulent times. We have to make the right moves now, or we\'ll be left with nothing."

A soldier burst into the hallway, his face flushed and breath coming in short gasps. He stopped and quickly straightened, offering a crisp salute to Raj Patwardhan before bowing deeply.

"Lord," he said, his voice strained but respectful, "the Nayakas have arrived."

Raj Patwardhan\'s eyes brightened at the news. "Excellent," he said, his tone filled with relief. "Lead me to them immediately."

The soldier nodded and turned, leading Raj Patwardhan through a series of corridors. As they walked, Raj\'s brisk pace and clenched fists revealed his nervous anticipation. Akash followed closely behind.

They arrived at the entrance where Bhima Nayaka and his entourage were just disembarking. Bhima, now a tall and commanding figure, looked around with a calm curiosity. The youthful, carefree demeanour Raj Patwardhan once knew had given way to the imposing presence of a serious leader, much like his father.

Raj Patwardhan stepped forward, offering a warm, respectful smile and extending his hand in greeting. "Lord Bhima, thank you for coming. I appreciate you taking the time to meet with me."

Bhima Nayaka glanced at Raj Patwardhan\'s outstretched hand, briefly taking in the gesture before clasping it firmly. He gave a nod and a slight smile. "Lord Patwardhan, it\'s good to see you. I trust you\'re well?"

Raj Patwardhan straightened, his gaze steady as he replied, "Yes, I\'ve been well. And you? It\'s clear you\'ve changed quite a bit since we last met."

Bhima Nayaka chuckled softly, a hint of nostalgia in his voice. "Indeed, things have changed. Over the past few months, I\'ve had to step up my responsibilities. With my father ageing, I\'ve had to take the role of heir much more seriously."

"I see," Raj Patwardhan said, his smile widening. "That\'s good to hear. Let\'s discuss matters in a more private setting." He gestured towards the mansion with a sweeping motion of his hand.

"Understood, Lord Patwardhan," Bhima replied, following Raj into the mansion.

They reached the study room, a richly decorated space lined with shelves of books and adorned with heavy curtains that blocked out the afternoon light. The air was thick with the smell of old leather and polished wood.

Raj Patwardhan motioned to the guards stationed outside the study. "You may leave us now," he said.

The guards exchanged glances but complied, retreating down the hallway and closing the door behind them.

Raj turned to Bhima, his face showing a hint of concern. "Are you okay with my son being present during our discussion?"

Bhima Nayaka waved off the concern with a casual gesture. "Oh, it\'s fine. I don\'t mind at all."

Raj nodded and took his place across from Bhima, settling into a comfortable armchair. He gestured towards the sofa by the window. "Please, have a seat. We can talk more comfortably here."

Bhima settled into a sofa, his posture relaxed.

"So, what\'s the reason for this sudden visit?" Raj asked.

Bhima Nayaka settled "Ah, that. It\'s about the current situation of your house," he said.

Raj leaned forward, placing his elbows on his knees. "There\'s been a lot of unrest lately. The economic warfare between the factions has put many of us in a tight spot," he admitted.

"And what does that mean for us?" Raj continued a hint of frustration in his voice.

"I\'m here to propose a deal," Bhima said, his eyes narrowing slightly with determination. "A favourable one, I assure you."

Raj\'s eyebrows lifted in surprise. "And what might that be, Lord Bhima?"

"Align yourself with us and support the youngest prince," Bhima stated plainly.

Akash, who had been standing quietly, let out an audible gasp at the bizarre statement

Raj asked "The youngest prince? Not the first, second, or third, but the youngest and least influential one?"

Bhima nodded. "Yes, Lord Patwardhan. The youngest prince may seem insignificant now, but he possesses potential that others fail to see. Supporting him now could position us advantageously for the future."

Raj\'s face showed a bit of scepticism. "Are you serious about this?"

"Yes, Lord Patwardhan," Bhima replied firmly, meeting Raj\'s gaze with unwavering confidence.