"The prince is not dead." Suddenly, a woman in servant clothes shouted loudly.
Immediately, thousands of women who were mourning hurriedly stood up and rushed towards Kent.
"My son... let me see my son…" The queen shouted in a crying tone while rushing towards the body that was lying on a raised platform. The servants hurriedly made a way for the queen and began controlling the crowd to rush.
The lady who shouted first began removing the things placed below the raised platform as a mourning ritual. Everyone's faces were filled with happy tears.
"Hubby, can you see me? Please speak to me." The beautiful lady, with a red saree drooping over her head, held on to Kent clothes tightly.
"Where the hell am I?" Kent uttered in a bewildered tone while trying hard to get up from that firestone bed, which is used for cremating the dead bodies.
