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Third POV
The three royals re- entered the kitchen, only to find Purochan mixing something green in the Kheer.
Duryodhana and Karn smelt it. It smelled like poison. The three exchanged looks, even though Ananya's face was a mask of no expression.
"Yeh Kya hai?" (What is this?) asked Duryodhana angrily.
"Yeh pachan kriya mein madd karta hai." (This will help in digestion, Prince.) Purochan says.
"Vish jaisa hai aur pachan kriya Mein madd karega?" (Is like poison and will help in our digestion system?) Karn raises an eyebrow, looking at him in disbelief. Is this man insane?
"Kya puch rahein Hain, Karn? Insaan hi nahi rahega toh pachan kriya toh achha Ho hi jayenge na?" (What are you even ask, Karn? If the person is not alive, then the digestion system will obviously be good.) Ananya says.
"Nahi. Nahi Ang- Rani." (No. No. Ang- Rani.) Purochan's wife perked up instantly, "Aapko aisa lag raha hai ki yeh, vish hai. Par satya toh wahi hai jo, Arya ne kaha." (Why are you thinking that this is poison. The truth is what my husband says.)
"Kya Ho raha hai yahan?" (What is happening here?) Bheema raises an eyebrow, as he walks in to the kitchen. He came to look for his brothers and Bhabhi Ma.
"Yeh pachan kriya ke liye hai, Raj Kumar. Hum isse kheer Mein dal Rahe the. Koi chinta karne ki baat nahi hai." (This is for digestion, prince. We are putting it in kheer. There is nothing to be worried off.) Purochan says, hastily mixing the kheer.
"Theek Hai, bas dekhna kheer ka swad kharab na Ho." (That is fine, just see that the Kheer's taste is not at all affected.) Bheema orders.
Duryodhana and Karn looked at their brother in surprise. Did he get what Purochan was talking about right now?
"Purochan, Hume ek chhote katori Mein Kheer dedo." (Purochan, bring me a small bowl of Kheer, right now.) Ananya says. She knew that there was no point of this happening here. All the brothers' needed to be there.
