Chapter 6 Give Me Your Daughter
A week after Sage Vyasa was appointed as the new 7th magic tower master.
Nothing special happened during that duration, Sage Vyasa officially took the position of 7th magic tower master and settled down there along with his family.
With the help of Sage Chanakya, who answered all his questions, he was able to get used to that position very quickly.
But something bizarre happened today, which made Sage Vyasa feel conflicted.
"Give me your Daughter"
It was early in the morning that day, The Emperor visited the 7th magic tower along with his royal guards.
There was nothing wrong with the Emperor visiting the magic tower, so Sage Vyasa greeted him as usual and treated him with the utmost respect.
The Emperor himself took the initiative to continue the conversation and at one point in time, the topic changed.
"I saw your daughter the other day, she was truly beautiful, A moon maiden indeed"
Sage Vyasa didn't know how to answer that and just smiled at the Emperor.
But the Emperor was not among the ones to just leave it be.
"As you are already aware Sage Vyasa, I have been wed to Charumitra even if not because of my will, out of necessity"
Sage Vyasa was feeling uncomfortable as he felt it wasn't right to discuss matters like that with others.
"I have never loved anyone but that day...! From the movement I saw Chandra, my heart has been stolen"
Sage Vyasa's eyes widened as what he feared was becoming reality.
"Even though she wouldn't be the queen of the Empire, I will look after her as my queen, Sage Vyasa, will you give me your daughter?"
There it is!
Sage Vyasa was aware that the emperor was about to say something familiar, but he didn't expect him to be this blunt about it.
He was at a loss for words to answer the Emperor.
'It is a mistake that I even bought her to the royal palace'
Sage Vyasa regretted his choice of bringing his family over to the royal palace.
It may seem weird that he was hesitating to give his daughter to Bindusara Maurya when he was the Emperor of the great Empire, but those who knew the truth would pity Sage Vyasa.
Sage Chanakya had already warned him to keep his daughter out of Emperor's eyes but it seemed like it was too late.
'Even though I knew this would happen...'
There was no way for him to stop it, since the one in front of him was none other than the Emperor who ruled over the great Mauryan Empire.
"I honored by your grace, your majesty, but it wouldn't be appropriate for common women like my daughter to have thoughts about your highness"
Sage Vyasa tried to refuse him politely.
"Do I seem like a man who would worry over such things?"
But the Emperor was persistent.
"Common? Nobel? what does it matter, when the blood running through our veins is of the same color"
He was prepared to persuade Sage Vyasa no matter what.
"Other Nobels wouldn't be happy with that, your highness"
Of course, the Nobels would create a scene if the emperor was to take in a concubine of common origin but for Chandra, it will be a different case.
"Who would dare to say anything about the 7th magic tower's Daughter"
It may have become a hassle if Sage Vyasa wasn't the 7th magic tower master but now?
No Nobel family was foolish enough to offend one of the 7 Sages.
'It seems I have no choice.'
Sage Vyasa contemplated.
"Your highness, it is not a matter for me to decide, so I would like to discuss it with my daughter if you give permission"
It was a very arrogant and disrespectful thing to say to the emperor when he was going out of his way to ask for his daughter's hand.
But Sage Vyasa didn't have any options either.
He was trying everything in his power to refuse the Emperor.
His one-week stay in the Royal court was enough for him to realize what kind of a man the Emperor was.
'It's like sending a sheep to a tiger den knowing there is a beast inside.'
Sage Vyas felt incredibly frustrated at his situation.
"Of course, Sage Vyasa, please discuss the matter with Chandra, I will be waiting for your answer"
Although he said those words with a smiling face, there wasn't even a choice for Sage Vyasa to refuse.
'Forgive me, Chandra'
That's all he could do in front of the emperor.
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