Helen of Chitor (The Tale of the Most Beautiful Princess of Rajasthan)

She leaned against the delicatelwrought trellis work drinking in the freshness of the morning air gazing pensively from the height of the Zenana Palace across the roofs of temples palaces and courtyards below ; across' the massive battlements dotted at-intevals with martial forms silhouetted against the dawn light ; and away across the immensity of sandy plain and jungle to the grim hi [...] the ground put its defenders to the sword soak the soil with the life-blood of thousands and bring famine and destruction to the land merely to gratify the love whim of their royal master. [...] Badal nephew of Gorah the Queen's uncle and therefore kinsman to Pamania a stripling Rajput warrior of 12 years tall for his age but with the courage of a grown man of his race was in charge of the guard at the Padal Pol when the messenger approached the gates.. [...] 29 CHAPTER 11 THE RAGE OF THE LORD OF HINDUSTAN AND WHAT CAME OF IT THE Tartar Emperor and his nobles were still grouped in conversation before the entrance to the royal pavilion when the herald emerged through the Padal Pol. [...] Within the hour we sally forth to rescue the Lion of Chitor from the clutches of jackals!' Hoarse deethroated shouts of approbation greeted hi; words until the lofty vault of the Hall of Audience re-echoed with the tufhult.