Fort of Agra, Northwest India, 1628
The brightness of the sunlight on the blade of the dagger was Shah Jahan at the last moment. As his right arm to protect the neck released, he felt blade slice in the muscle just below the elbow. Blood began immediately on its silver throne and drips down. Backward
accidents starting even with such force, that was his throne, he
grabbed the arm of his attacker until he could attack again. With all their strength the shot the man, who was only slight, the marble had been podium on the throne. As his attacker who met the ball with an impact crash hit his head turban and loosened its control on his dagger. Turn
so strong that it broke the contraction to hear, like the doll the hand
of the attacker back, Shah Jahan ripped the gun from his hands and fell
with the knee and weight on the chest of the murderer. Immediately, his bodyguards dressed in green were around him, but I knew that she would have been too late save him.
When
he on his feet once more plants of Shah Jahan crunched sandals in
rubies and turquoise was expelled from the throne of silver for his
death. He looked at his attackers difficult his
guards first around your feet and then, after throwing his arms firmly
behind him, appeared in the knee had drawn. Shah Jahan recognized half of his attacker, who in court costume was dressed and didn't look younger.
"Who are you? Why he attacked his Emperor? "
Initially, the young man did not respond. Then a bodyguard of black beard kicked it hard on your kidneys twice. "Ismail Khan, nephew of Jani. She died because her husband, killed his own brother Khusrau. She could not life without it. I have revenge to her. She took me to her family, when my parents died. "
Yes, of course, Ismail Khan... He had to be imploring him to court his own wife Mumtaz allowed, after his accession to the throne. Had
clearly been too generous, naive thinking could be the divisions of the
civil war, he came to the throne, quickly or easily cured. Increasing pain in her right arm, Miró. The Golden fabric gashed his robe was soaked in blood. It was his hand and fingers on the white marble small Crimson form allow. He needs his wound attended to quickly. It lifted his arm to stop the flow of blood, as it had done when you are injured in the fight. "There
is no doubt, he will die Ismail Khan, but first they have caused fear
and repent of their actions while you have the wound a little time to
dress your legitimate emperor death." How his version will depend on what you tell me of his accomplices. "
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