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Chapter 1

20 years later in Gorkha kingdom

The Gorkha kingdom used to be known as one of the most powerful kingdoms in the world but for 15 years its name was going down. At that time the king Birendra shah used to rule the country he was a powerful king but he was a father of 10 daughters but not a single son, his beloved wife who constantly tried to give the country its prince died on her 10th delivery. The king was also too old to marry again and conceive a son. The citizens of that country were too worried about their future king, and other nations were planning to attack it as it was considered weak due to the lack of an heir. The king never considered his daughters his part of life, he always used to avoid them, they used to remind him about his unsuccessful regime. There was a rumor that Dark clove was planning to attack his kingdom and if that happens, there was no way he could win. So this rumor was creating panic within his citizens. He was so helpless that he sneaked out of the palace and went to a cliff to commit suicide, he thought that if he dies the country won’t have to go to war, and this way he could save his citizens and soldiers

"I am not being a co-ward god, I am being strong enough to save my citizens from a war. I know I am letting my ancestors down by giving this land won by them easily but what could I had done, I am old I have no sons to defend me and there is no hope within my soldiers and they have already lost in their mind. My ren is sad, and I am the most hopeless king of this dynasty. I am sorry", he said and closed his eyes trying to jump from the cliff but something was resisting him from jumping. He left his body but still, he was hanging on the cliff.

"What is happening to me", he shouted when a sage appeared there and told him to stop being a lunatic

"What could I do in this condition, please show me a  way", he said kneeling down infront of him shedding tears from his eyes.

"Your ancestors are resisting you from killing yourself. If there is a will, there will be away"

"But how, how can I save my kingdom", he screamed

"From huge sacrifice", said the sage closing his eyes

"Huge sacrifice?"

"You heard right. If you can satisfy fire god with your offerings he will surely give you a son, who will be capable to defend this nation"

"Is that possible?", he said with a glimpse of hope

"It is, you just have to be open for an offering"

"I can offer everything in my hand if the fire will provide me with a son", he said standing on his feet

"Then get ready son, for the greatest offering of the world, so that people from all the upcoming era will remember it", said the sage and returned to the palace with him. The king announced the huge sacrifice ceremony the very next day. He decorated the whole palace and brought different flowers from all over the kingdom so that it was enough to pave the whole compound with it, where the offering was going to happen. The King and Citizens were skeptical about it but it was the only hope to save the kingdom.

The night came when the huge offering was going to happen, the sage stood up in between the flowers paved compound and joined both of his hand and murmured some matras in an instant there was a huge fire burning in the middle of the compound, "this fire should be so full of offering that, it should look like it is touching the sky", said the sage

"I will give everything that is in my hand, to make it happen", said the king and clapped his hand, soon his servants began bringing tons of grains, fruits, vegetables. The king one by one sacrificed all of it, he sacrificed the food which would have fed thousands of citizen for a month. Still, the fire was not happy, it was a little high but not as much as it was needed to be. Again the king clapped his hands and servents came up with thousands of cattle including sheep, cows, buffaloes, hens, and goats. He one by one fed the fire with the life of all those cattle. But fire only grew a little and it seemed like it was an impossible offering.

"You have to sacrifice things that are close to your heart your majesty", the sage again said and the king looked at his daughters who were looking at that offering wearing beautiful royal clothes. Tears came into the his eyes and he signs his daughters to come closer to him. The naïve daughter who knew nothing about what was going to happen to them went toward their father with a smile. The eldest one was 16 years old and the king himself had fixed her wedding to the neighboring country. She was very important to him, so he joined his hand infront of her

"dad, what are you doing?", she said surprised by her father's sudden change in expressions

"I am sorry, daughter but you have to do this for me", he said and pushed his eldest daughter into the fire, as soon as she entered the fire she vanished and all her sisters panicked about what just happened. everyone was shocked on that madness offer.

The fire as soon as it consumed the king's eldest daughter began to grow faster and became wider. "The fire is becoming happy", the sage exclaimed. He again looked toward his daughters,

"Not for me, but for this nation, you have to do this", he again shed tears in agony but no matter what, he was persistent in doing what was needed to be done for a son.

"dad, since we came to this world, you never spoke to us as a father. for the first time, you asked us for something. And we will give that to you. It seems like being born as a daughter is a curse in this world you can neither satisfy your father's desire nor be of any help. It seems like a daughter is born just to give birth to a man's child. I wish in next incarnation we could be born as a son, not as a daughter", said Divya his second daughter and goes to the fire with her own will, everyone around that offering sees that sacrifice done by his daughters one by one eight of his daughters goes into the fire and the fire gets bigger and bigger as if it was almost touching the sky. As his youngest daughter who was just 5 was going into the fire he stops her,

"You are the last souvenir of my beloved wife. I can't let you into the fire", the king cried kneeling down infront of it.

'hey fire, you wanted the most precious things from me right, I gave you all of my daughters whom I never gave love to but they sacrificed their life for me. Akanchya is my youngest daughter and the only souvenir of my late wife. If I give her to you I won't be able to show my face to my late wife after I die", he shouted and dragged a huge sword from his suit and cut his right hand infront of fire

"My whole life I have used the sword, and that knowledge is what made me the powerful king throughout the world. Today I am offering my right hand to you and with this, I am ending my sword-fighting capabilities. Now please give me a son", he said with his blood coming out from his shoulder. Soldiers tried to come to him after seeing that but he stopped all of them, he was persistent that without a son he wasn't going to breathe the air of relief. This time the fire grows drastically, it was taller than the palace wider than the ground and it seemed as if it touched the sky.

Everyone in fear of getting burnt began to run far from the fire but the king was right there with his arm widespread to get a son. A different noise began to come from it and with a  huge glow, a man in his 18 steps out of the fire. He had the brightness in his face comparable to that of fire, his smile was brightening up the whole nation, he was 7 feet tall and was wearing an in-birth armor, his muscles were as if there was mount Everest in  his biceps, his chest was broader than that of an elephant and his every step was shaking the whole compound

"He is your son your majesty", the sage exclaimed coming toward him, "The fire has named him Beatrice"

"My son, my Beatrice, the king exclaimed in happiness and hugged his son as soon as he was fully out of the fire

"You are not a human my son, you are the shield of this nation", he shouted with tears of joy

"dad, your hand", said Beatrice looking at his bleeding shoulder

"It's nothing son, you have come into my life becoming my right hand, I don't need the old one now", he said

"Bless him, your majesty, at this hour everything you bless him for will come true", the sage says again

"You are already making me proud son, your entrance had made this nation full of happiness once again. I give a blessing that when you are in the war no one can beat you. I bless you for becoming one of the strongest kings and the one to put a mark in history. I know you don't need my blessing but I bless you to win over other kingdoms and make our kingdom broader and broader every year. Right now right here I am announcing my son Beatrice as the future king of Gorkha", he shouted and all the citizens began to cheer for him

"Prince Beatrice, price Beatrice", the sound was coming from every corner. "Let's go, son, into our palace', said the king and hold his hand with his left and started walking away from the fire but the fire was still burning up to its extreme.

Again a mysterious sound comes from the fire and everyone looked toward it, to everyone's amusement an extremely beautiful girl in her 16 comes out of the fire. Her face was so beautiful and smoothening that no matter how angry one maybe he/she couldn't stop smiling at her. There was a sign of fire in her forehead and it was spreading the fire of peace all over the nation as she touched the sand of the kingdom. her eyes, no one could stop themself from falling deeply into that. her hair which was extending up to her knees were loose and was adding to her beauty. Everyone around there kept on looking at her as if they were drugged

"What is this, sage", the king shouted being the only one over there who wasn't affected by her godly presence

   "Fire became so happy with you that it gave you a beautiful and pure-hearted daughter who can change your faith and even the faith of the nation", said the sage still smiling at her

"It would have been better if it would have given me another son instead of her. I am fed up with having a daughter", the king shouted

"Birendra, don’t forget your daughters were the ones due to which this sacrifice has become  a success", the sage shouted

"I didn't ask for a daughter sage"

"Does it matter, your son Beatrice you asked for him, but your daughter whose name the fire has given Bella is a gift to you. So be grateful for what you just got and give her your blessings"

"Common is this what I sacrificed 9 of my daughters for"

"Birendra", the sage shouted again and the king left Beatrice and went toward Bella who was just analyzing the new world she was seeing with her eyes,

"I lost 9 of my daughters today, so I don't, I am not ready to accept you as my another daughter, for a blessing I could just say that I want you to get all those pain that the rest of my daughters went through in their lives and on their deaths too", said the king and returned to Beatrice leaving Bella behind with a curse.

Tears came out of Bella's eyes and she looked all around to know what just happened to her, she was born by fire at 16 so she never gets to see her childhood, she didn't know what beauty was, what being a child meant, what she was supposed to do, what was love? she needed to catch up everything

"Sister Bella", Akanchya, the king's youngest daughter went toward her and hold her hands

"Are you also one of the daughters of my dad", she asked looking toward Bella and Bella kneels down infront of her

"Yes, little one', she said with tears in her eyes. Akanchya wipes the tear away from Bella eyes and says

"Don't worry, dad is always rude to his daughters. he has got a son now let's hope he will treat us good from now on", said Akanchya and Bella hugs her  in agony

"The day will come Akanchya, when our dad will say that he is proud of us", said Bella and they both too got inside the palace. And from this path story of Bella starts who was gift to not only Gorkha but to this world.