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Copyright Oggbashan July 2014
The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.
This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.
Although apparently set in part of 19th Century India, the locations, incidents, customs and activities are in a fictional world that does not, and did not, exist. These stories are set in an imaginary world.
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End of Part Two:
‘We have stopped Kali’s attempt,’ I said, ‘but we haven’t found Serena’s husband the King. Or have you?’
‘No,’ Lisa said sadly. ‘We still haven’t found him. Some of the more senior of Kali’s priestesses will be interrogated and threatened with the Ride to Heaven, but I think it will be useless. I don’t think they know, and that Kali didn’t.’
‘So we still have to foil Lord Mohan?’ I asked.
‘Yes, Prince Harold,’ Ambika said. ‘We still have work to do.’
To be continued.
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Harold’s Note: In this part my friend Jane tells about some of the activities while I was otherwise engaged. Thank you, Jane, but please stop giggling!
Part Three:
We met Pushpa and Queen Serena. The initial questioning of Kali’s followers had seemed to confirm that Kali-on-Earth was acting independently of Lord Mohan. She was incensed that Lisa and I were ‘favoured by the Goddess’ and that Queen Serena was not a follower of the Goddess Kali.
Kali’s plot might have helped Lord Mohan. He might have known and aided it, but none of Kali’s followers seemed to be aware that the King had been kidnapped. It was difficult to ask them outright, because the absence of the King still wasn’t known officially. We knew, the kidnappers knew, but both sides were concealing that.
‘Where is the King?’ I asked Queen Serena.
‘What! If we knew that…’ she expostulated.
‘King Ranjit,’ I whispered.
‘Of course,’ Queen Serena whispered back before changing to her normal tone.
‘The King has a slight stomach upset. He is remaining at the encampment and being attended by the doctor. Some of my ladies are helping to make him comfortable.’
I knew what the ladies would be doing ‘to make him comfortable’. Substitute King Ranjit would be sexually satisfied.
‘Is he likely to recover soon?’ I asked. ‘I hope it isn’t serious.’
‘The doctor thinks that the King should rest until this visit is completed. He is in a darkened tent, well ventilated but the light levels are low.’
Which, of course, would help to preserve the deception that Ranjit is the King.
Ambika joined us.
‘I have some information,’ she said. ‘Lord Mohan had encouraged and supported Kali’s attempt on Prince Harold’s life but most of it was her own idea. Her former supporters are being held in cellars near The Ride To Heaven, but many of them seem unhappy with the plot. We can’t keep all of them imprisoned for long. Lord Mohan would find out and get them released.’
‘Do we know the ring-leaders?’ I asked.
‘Yes, Prince Harold,’ Ambika replied. ‘Most of Kali’s priestesses weren’t involved. They have identified the four who were in Kali’s confidence.’
‘Those four will have to die!’ Queen Serena insisted.
‘They expect to,’ Ambika answered. ‘They are preparing for death by praying to the Goddess Kali.’
‘Ambika? Do we know what Kali wanted to do?’ I asked.
‘Yes. She and most of her priestesses are strict traditionalists. They opposed having a King and Queen, particularly a Queen. They don’t believe a woman should rule, except indirectly. They wanted to kill you, Princess Lisa and Queen Serena. They expected to be executed by King Vishaladeva, but that was a price they were prepared to pay.’
‘What would have been their reaction if they had been asked to kill King Vishaladeva as well?’
Ambika was shocked at the suggestion.
‘Kill the Rajah, sorry, King! Never! That would be sacrilege and against all their beliefs. They would have defended him to the death, and they were prepared to die so that he could rule as sole Rajah.’
‘Queen Serena,’ I said, ‘I think it might be an idea to tell Ambika and our friends the truth, why we are here.’
‘Are you sure, Harold?’
‘I trust them. They have just risked our lives for us. We need allies if we are going to succeed.’
‘Then yes. You can tell Ambika.’
‘Tell me what?’ Ambika asked.
‘King Vishaladeva has been kidnapped by Lord Mohan…’
‘But we saw him!’ Ambika protested.
‘You didn’t. You saw his cousin Ranjit. He is pretending to be the King while we try to find and rescue King Vishaladeva. We think that the King is held in the old tower, but we can’t get near without alerting the guards. We don’t want to kill them, particularly as we aren’t sure that is where the King is imprisoned.’
‘I think we can get into that tower, through one of the secret passages,’ Ambika said, ‘but it would be difficult to search the whole tower. Although it had some passages, one or two have collapsed, or been exposed. Kali knew more about the tower than I do. There used to be a temple to the Goddess Kali on the second floor. It might still be there.’
‘We need to know if the King is there. Would any of the four of Kali’s priestesses know?’
‘They might, Prince Harold, but why would they help? They expect to die, soon.’
‘But if they were told that there is a plot against the King? Would their loyalties to him override their antipathy to us?’
‘They might. But it would be a risk. They hate you, the East India Company and Queen Serena. Their devotion to the Rajah Vishaladeva could be stronger than their hate, but I doubt it.’
‘Can we put them somewhere out of Lord Mohan’s reach?’
Queen Serena answered that.
‘The only place safe for that is your encampment. The buildings here are riddled with secret passages. A few we know about. Ambika knows many more. Kali on Earth knew others. I don’t think even Lord Mohan knows them all.’
‘How do we get our captives there? And once there, where do we put them?’
‘The troops have built a couple of stone huts already.’ Lisa said. ‘One is to be the guard room for any soldiers who misbehave. If we used that, and had a few Lady Archers assisting the guards, that would do. Getting them there? Queen Serena’s official coach can have all the blinds closed. We could take four bound women in that.’
‘Then we should, as soon as possible,’ I said. ‘But there are several things we don’t know. We don’t know where the King is. He could be in the old tower but might not be. The ladies kidnapped at the same time, including Pushpa’s cousin Bhavini, are also missing. But the thing most troubling me is that we don’t know what Sanji is doing. So far everything has been attempted by Kali on Earth or Lord Mohan. We haven’t even seen Sanji, have we?’
‘No, Prince Harold,’ Pushpa said. ‘We have no information about the ladies. Sanji has been absent…’
‘…Sanji is said to be indisposed,’ Ambika added. ‘He has been in his zenana for days, even before you arrived. The court has been told that he has an upset stomach that is responding slowly to treatment.’
‘Do we know if Sanji is actually part of the kidnap?’ I asked.
There was stunned silence. We had all assumed that, as he was supposed to be made King Vishaladeva’s heir, he was a conspirator.
‘Serena, you know Sanji better than anyone. Is he ambitious? Would he want to be Rajah? Or would he be a puppet for others to use?’
‘I don’t know, Harold. The ultimatum that Ranjit brought from Lord Mohan was most explicit that Sanji was to be Vishaladeva’s heir. But if I really think about it, Sanji is unlikely to be that ambitious. He is more interested in the pleasures of the
flesh than running his estates. He leaves the business to his agent and has a larger zenana than most young men of his age would have.’
‘How much larger?’
‘A normal size for a noble of his status would ten or twelve women, some of whom would be maids to his concubines. He has twenty, more than the late Rajah had.’ Queen Serena said.
‘When he came here, he brought forty,’ Ambika added.
‘Forty!’ Lisa snorted. ‘That sounds like a recipe for disaster. No man can service forty, or even a fraction of that.’
‘True,’ Queen Serena replied, ‘but not all of them would be concubines.’
‘Even seven concubines would be too many…’ Lisa said.
‘…if they were like you, Queen Serena or Pushpa,’ I added, ‘but one a night for a week…’
‘…even one ordinary woman a night would wear any normal man out, into an early grave.’ Queen Serena suggested.
‘Then why does he need forty? Is the zenana something other than normal? Are some of them the missing women?’ I asked.
‘We don’t know, Harold,’ Lisa said. ‘We might be able to find out but first we must get Kali’s priestesses to the encampment. Once there we can question them without risk of being overheard.’
Lisa was right. Within the hour four faintly wriggling silk swathed bundles were placed in Queen Serena’s coach. I felt some sympathy for them. I had been bound just like them when kidnapped by Kali on Earth. I couldn’t see or know where I was going and had little idea of what might happen to me. Neither did they.
Serena, Pushpa and Ambika travelled in the coach with their feet on the squirming bundles. Lisa and I rode as part of the escort.
At the encampment a few short words with the Colonel and we had the use of the guard house. The four bundles were carried inside and partially unwrapped. We left Pushpa and Ambika to do the interrogation, and to tell Kali’s followers that Lord Mohan intended harm to the King.
As we left the guard house a sergeant asked all three of us to go to the Colonel. When we reached his tent George was there too.
‘Queen Serena,’ the Colonel said, ‘I don’t know who is in the guard house. I don’t want to know. But George has some information for you. George?’
‘Your Majesty,’ George began, ‘we have been patrolling well outside our encampment to ensure that we are not surprised by an enemy force. That isn’t likely. I have met their commander, Mahaj. We have agreed to keep our patrols away from each other except during daylight hours. Mahaj seems a reasonable man. His orders are to make a demonstration of force, just as we do.
But today one of those patrols was approached by a young boy who wanted to speak to an officer. He insisted that a sergeant would not do. He was brought here and I spoke to him. He said that he was Hasit, the younger brother of Bhavini, one of Pushpa’s cousins, and that he knew where the abducted noblewomen were being held.’
‘Did Hasit say how he got out?’ I asked. Queen Serena nodded. She wanted that question answered.
‘Apparently there is a partially blocked passageway. He was small enough to wriggle through where an adult could not. Hasit thinks, but he is not sure, that his absence will not be noticed because those guarding the women do not enter the area where they are confined. They pass food through a hatch in a door. Water comes from an internal well.’
‘Where is Hasit now?’ Serena asked.
‘Asleep in my tent’, George replied. ‘He was tired and hungry, poor little chap. Once fed, he fell asleep.’
‘How old is Hasit?’ I asked.
‘I can’t be sure,’ George said. ‘I haven’t asked him. He might be seven, or eight. No older.’
‘Tomorrow morning, when he wakes up, I’ll ask Pushpa to talk to him.’ Serena said. ‘George, did he say exactly where the women are held?’
‘Hasit wasn’t completely certain because it was dark and they were blindfolded when they arrived at the buildings. His blindfold wasn’t wholly effective. He thinks that they are in cellars underneath the part of the zenana that is occupied by Lord Sanji’s women. The only light in their prison comes from openings very high up near the vaulted ceilings. Even so it is so dark in there that there are lanterns burning all day and all night. He told me and can show where he emerged from the collapsed tunnel under some steps in a courtyard. That was a very long wriggle from where the women are. He wasn’t very clear about measurement. All he knows is that it took him an hour from entering the passage to getting to open air.’
‘An hour?’ I said. ‘That could be anywhere in the palace complex.’
‘Unfortunately that is true,’ George said heavily. ‘And I don’t think that passageway would be much use to us. Hasit is very small and he found getting through it very difficult.’
George passed me a rough sketch Hasit had drawn to show where he had come out under the steps. It was childish, but quite clear.
‘I don’t want to know, officially, what you are planning,’ the Colonel said. ‘I wish you well. George can use the troops if necessary, but I would have to pretend not to notice.’
‘Thank you, sir,’ I said. ‘We will continue our planning elsewhere.’
We started to walk back to my quarters.
‘But we do know where the Lord Sanji’s zenana is,’ Serena said. ‘If Hasit is right and they are underneath that zenana, we have a place to start. And we have an opportunity. The English ladies have been invited to Lord Mohan’s zenana tonight for folkloric entertainment.’
‘But that is when we are going to be drugged!’ Lisa protested.
‘And we should be there in an hour,’ Jane added. ‘We have forgotten that the zenana entertainment was supposed to happen after Harold’s death on the Ride To Heaven. He was kidnapped much earlier than we had expected. The Archers are ready and we should leave in a few minutes.’
‘I’m not invited,’ said Queen Serena. ‘Nor are Lisa, Pushpa and her women. It is for the English Ladies only. You’ll be on your own, Jane. Do you think you can cope?’
‘Of course we can, Queen Serena. We are not going to drink anything provided in the zenana. The Archers have borrowed their husbands’ hip flasks and as many more as they could find. We’ll be drinking water, but we’ll offer strong gin to the zenana ladies. The results should be interesting…’
‘Interesting!’ Serena interrupted. ‘Zenana ladies rarely drink anything stronger than watered wine. Neat gin?’
‘…could be even more effective than their drugged drinks,’ Jane continued.
‘Sorry Jane,’ Serena said. ‘Even strong gin won’t be that effective. Unfortunately the knowledge of how to produce powerful drugged drinks is widespread here. A couple of sips are enough to make someone unconscious for hours. Don’t touch ANY of their drinks, unless to do a switch. Even then, they might drug both glasses.’
‘We have to get ready, now,’ Jane said. ‘We can be fashionably late, but not that late. It’s getting dark.’
She left to join the Archers. They would be escorted by some Company troops, but once inside the zenana they would be on their own.
Pushpa sent us a message by one of Queen Serena’s other ladies, Manika.
‘We have got some information from Kali’s priestesses.’ Manika said. ‘Pushpa didn’t tell them that Lord Mohan has kidnapped the King. We told them that he was plotting to kill the King. As you thought, Prince Harold, they were horrified. They told us anything they knew about unusual activities in Lord Mohan’s palace buildings. The old tower is a diversion, a trap. The only people inside are Lord Mohan’s soldiers. Their instructions are to let anyone inside then close the tower entrance behind them and hold the intruders by force.’
‘That’s very useful, Manika,’ Lisa said. ‘Anything else?’
‘They are puzzled by Lord Sanji’s zenana. They knew that there is a large inner chamber on an upper floor that has only one entrance by a narrow staircase from the floor below and windows heavily barr
ed on both the inside and outside. The outer walls are ten feet thick. No one inside could communicate with outside, and if they did get past both sets of bars there is a fifty-foot drop to a paved courtyard. Many years ago it was used for a Lord’s mother who objected to his choice of a bride. He kept his mother in that chamber for twenty years…’
‘But if that is known, Manika, why are they puzzled?’ I asked.
‘Because it is obviously being used to conceal or imprison people. Kali’s priestesses had a spy hole. They could look into the lower chamber. Only half of Lord Sanji’s women are there. The rest, and Lord Sanji himself, never appear. Some of the women carry swords and daggers. Our women don’t do that normally. They seem to be guards, not zenana ladies.’
‘Could the King be there?’ I asked.
‘That is possible,’ Manika replied, ‘but I couldn’t ask them that directly. They still think Ranjit is the King – and here.’
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Later Note by Harold. Kali’s priestesses and Manika were reporting details of where Lord Sanji and his zenana ladies actually were. They were talking about the real location. We didn’t ask, nor check, that what we were being told agreed with the false information we had been told earlier, confirmed by Hasit, about the official position of Lord Sanji’s zenana.
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‘We need to get to that spy hole,’ I suggested.
‘Ambika is taking down details of all the secret passageways that Kali’s women know around the zenana. She knows some that they don’t and she will try to draw a diagram of them all and note how the entrances and exits are concealed, and how they are opened and shut. Ambika and Pushpa are surprised how cooperative they are, considering that they are expecting to be executed.’
‘Tell Pushpa to tell them,’ Queen Serena said slowly and carefully, ‘tell them that their lives will be spared for their help in protecting the King…’
‘But Kali tried to kill Harold!’ Lisa protested.
‘She failed. She’s dead. I’m not going to execute her priestesses for following her orders. Any objection, Prince Harold?’
I thought of everything I had endured at the hands of Kali on Earth and her priestesses.
‘No. If they are helping to save the King, we need them, and they should get some credit for that.’
Lisa snorted. ‘You’re too soft, Harold!’
‘Soft? I’m sure Queen Serena will have some suitable punishment for them. They might see death as preferable.’
‘Manika, please tell Pushpa,’ Queen Serena said, ‘Tell them that their reprieve comes from the King, not from me. They might be unwilling to accept my word.’
‘I’m sure they will appreciate that. They may be cooperating to protect the King, but they continue to express their hatred of you, Queen Serena, Prince Harold and Princess Lisa.’
‘Manika,’ I asked. ‘Would I be able to use the secret passages Ambika is documenting?’
‘You?’ Manika was shocked. ‘No! The entrances are all in the zenana complex. You couldn’t, shouldn’t, be inside a zenana. It was bad enough in the earlier rebellion but we hushed up the presence of you and George, and remember that Queen Serena had to help to you leave unobtrusively. We can’t do that here. Any breach of a zenana might cause a popular revolt against the rulers, even against King Vishaladeva himself.’
‘She’s right, Harold,’ Serena confirmed. ‘No man except the husband of the zenana ladies can enter. It would be sacrilege and considered as bad as forcible rape — even to walk a foot inside the doorway. You can’t go in. Lisa and I, and the Archers? We can. We will if we have to. But you’ll have to stay away.’
‘Thank you, Manika,’ Serena continued. ‘Please let me know if Pushpa and Ambika find out anything else useful.’
Manika bowed. She left to return to Pushpa and Ambika in the guardhouse.
‘The Archers will be on their way.’ I said. ‘I feel useless just waiting for whatever they can do. But what I could do is look for the passageway Pushpa’s cousin used, or look for light from a cellar underneath the zenana.’
‘What excuse will you have for prowling around in the dark if you are challenged?’ Lisa asked.
‘I’ll be looking for the Colonel’s pet dog that has run away…’
‘But he doesn’t have a pet dog!’ Lisa protested.
‘I know that. You know that. But Lord Mohan’s people won’t know that. It will have to be a small terrier that might crawl underground. Called ‘Rover’ perhaps and a recent addition to the Colonel’s household…’
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