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Updated: May 24, 2025
So the time went by and the beauty of the Queen grew, and her King could see none but hers. Like the moon she obscured the stars, and every day he remembered her wisdom, her valour, and his soul did homage at her feet, and there was great content in Chitor.
In the second, when conquest, at the hand of Bahadur, came from the south, the chieftain of Deola, a noble scion of Mewar, claimed the crown of glory and of martyrdom. But on this, the third and greatest struggle, no royal victim appeared to appease the Cybele of Chitor and win her to retain its battlements as her coronet.
It was thought better that she should use her gift in here, for our advantage, than outside to our disadvantage. So she was brought in and set to sweeping." "By the curse of the sin of the sack of Chitor, is my palace, then, a midden for the crawling offal of all the Howrah streets? First this Rangar next a sweeper hag what follows? What bring you next? Go, fetch the street dogs in!"
Never, since that morning at Chitor, had it so uplifted and fulfilled him.... Surely, now, his father could feel it too? Deliberately he set himself to transmit, if might be, the thrill of her nearness the intimacy, the intensity of it. Then, craving certainty, he put out a hand and touched his father's knee. "Dad," the word was a mere breath. "Can you feel...? She is here."
On a certain day found fortunate by the astrologers a day of early winter, when the dawns were pure gold and the nights radiant with a cool moon did a mighty troop of Moslems set their camp on the plain of Chitor. It was as if a city had blossomed in an hour.
The palace of Padmani alone was spared in this, the first "saka" of Chitor. The wrecked stronghold remained an appanage of the Mogul until Hamir, who, though not the direct heir of Ajeysi, had gained the chieftainship through his valour, and who, having married a ward of the Hindu governor of Chitor, by her help regained possession of the fortress.
She listened half incredulous, wholly entranced, while Roy drew rapid word-pictures of the cities they would see together Udaipur, Chitor, Ajmir; and, not least, Komulmir, the hill fortress crowned with the 'cloud-palace' of Prithvi Raj and that distant Tara, her namesake.
For three days the battle raged, until the scale fell finally in favour of Shabudin, and the combined forces of Delhi and Chitor were almost annihilated. "Pirtha, on hearing of the loss of the battle, her husband slain, her brother captive, and all the heroes of Delhi and Cheetore 'asleep on the banks of the Caggar in a wave of the steel, joined her lord through the flames."
For there, on the small round table stood a model in dull red clay: unmistakably, unbelievably the rock fortress of Chitor: the walls scarped and bastioned; Khumba Rána's tower; and the City itself no ruin, but a miniature presentment of Chitor, as she might have been in her day of ancient glory, as Roy had been dimly aware of her in the course of his own amazing ride.
Very great was the bowed beauty that the mirror held, but Allah-u-Din turned to the Rana. "By the Bread and the Salt, by the Guest-Right, by the Honour of thy House, I ask is this the Treasure of Chitor?" And since the Sun-Descended cannot lie, no, not though they perish, the Rana answered, flushing darkly, "This is not the Treasure. Wilt thou spare?"
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