In the quiet of the night, Jaikishen slipped into Tejaswini's chamber, his heart pounding with a mix of guilt and desire. The queen lay on her side, her four-month pregnancy barely visible under the silk sheets. He had been rough with her earlier, and the thought of his unborn child made him want to be gentle, to make amends.

On the other hand, Tejaswini was so confused. She thought who her lover was, but what she thought was not true. It turned out to be only an assumption. So she thought she would observe Jaikishen closely from now on. Without hinting anything to him. Just her, her eyes, and mind observing the whole of him. All his actions, his talk, his promises and nature quietly. Without any clue to anyone.