[Aditya's POV]
"Please escort them to the meeting hall with due respect, I will be there to receive them."
The servant bowed deeply before retreating to carry out my instructions. I glanced at Krishna, whose curiosity about Fenrir still lingered in his playful yet sharp gaze. Radha, standing quietly behind him, observed the exchange with a calm demeanor, her eyes betraying nothing but a quiet intelligence.
"It seems Pitamaha has arrived," I muttered as my body shook from snareof anticipation. A mixture of reverence and unease coursed through me at the thought of meeting Bhishma, the grand patriarch of the Kuru dynasty. His wisdom, unmatched skill as a warrior, and commanding presence made him a living legend—who is also a friend of my biological father, and who saved me at the night of slaughter. As only I remained in the royal family of Sindhu Kingdom.
