King VikramAditya his royal robe exanged for the simple tunic and dhoite of a common traveller ambled through the vibrant market place. The air buzzed with the calls of vendors the laughter of a children and the rich Aroma of spices.He cherished these incognito strolls for they offered him a true glimpse into the lives of his people and filtered by courtly difference.
His attention was caught by fragrant could imanating from a small spices shop corner as he drew closer he heard a young earnest voice pleading"but mama i really need just a pinch more saffron for the special sweet I am making for elder Rahul's birthday
A woman with kind eyes and weary hands knelt beside the boy Rohan ''my dear you know our coins are few the shopkeepers need to make a living behind counter laden which colourful powders and fragrant herbs a stout man with magnificent prepared mustache stroked it thoughtfully. The boys speak the truth good women saffron is precious . Slightly older boy name Rahul placed a reassuring I'm around his brother Rohan placed shoulders. Don't worry little brother we will find another way to make a sweet special intrigued by their exchange and the mention of a birthday treat King VikramAditya steped forward. Excuse me he said this voice gently and unassuming. What this special sweet you are preparing
End of chapter 1