[ And that disapproval gets one fixed look back that has no pity, or shame, in it. ]
My only regret was that I did not sooner, for the price we, my people, my homeland, paid. That we had not burned their ships years ago before they even landed. Let alone allow their foul cargo reach out shores and pollute the very soil.
[ And if Kitty is looking for remorse, there would be none. ]
And they were more than happy to oblige. An army of 20,000 arrived to my 6,000 men. The siege last for five days, and every day I realised, no wonder my letters, my begging, went nowhere. The damn beasts were in the army. The Company soldiers, the British guards. All of them. Like a plague, it feels like there was no part of the Honourable United India Corporation, that was not infected.
[ Not now, Lakshmi, this isn't the time for that kind of fury. ]
Every day, the canons would beat down on my walls. Then at night, the creatures would come, out of the ranks, and begin crawling up the walls. They could not be too obvious, so we could beat them back. Shoot them down before they got too far. But... it wasn't enough. Despite... everything, one of my own people... betrayed me. My... English-writing scribe, he had been sending my letters all this time, to them, and when the time came...
He let them in. Lycan and Britain both, and my city, my home, my Jhansi, burned for six days and every citizen, every person, was slaughtered. My rich carpets, my husband's books filled with ancient texts that had been preserved for generations, the paintings that adorned our sacred temples. All of it. They spared nothing. Nothing. They turned my Jhansi into a graveyard.
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Date: 2019-01-28 01:42 pm (UTC)My only regret was that I did not sooner, for the price we, my people, my homeland, paid. That we had not burned their ships years ago before they even landed. Let alone allow their foul cargo reach out shores and pollute the very soil.
[ And if Kitty is looking for remorse, there would be none. ]
And they were more than happy to oblige. An army of 20,000 arrived to my 6,000 men. The siege last for five days, and every day I realised, no wonder my letters, my begging, went nowhere. The damn beasts were in the army. The Company soldiers, the British guards. All of them. Like a plague, it feels like there was no part of the Honourable United India Corporation, that was not infected.
[ Not now, Lakshmi, this isn't the time for that kind of fury. ]
Every day, the canons would beat down on my walls. Then at night, the creatures would come, out of the ranks, and begin crawling up the walls. They could not be too obvious, so we could beat them back. Shoot them down before they got too far. But... it wasn't enough. Despite... everything, one of my own people... betrayed me. My... English-writing scribe, he had been sending my letters all this time, to them, and when the time came...
He let them in. Lycan and Britain both, and my city, my home, my Jhansi, burned for six days and every citizen, every person, was slaughtered. My rich carpets, my husband's books filled with ancient texts that had been preserved for generations, the paintings that adorned our sacred temples. All of it. They spared nothing. Nothing. They turned my Jhansi into a graveyard.