You whimper slightly in slight pain. You rub your thigh, which you bruised yesterday. Unlike your sister, you did not run off to ride a horse at night. But at night they ran to the kitchen to snack on cookies. Yesterday you hit the wall, which was painful. You are sorting out blue saris. You must look perfect. You were the youngest heir, and this is the least you could do for your older sister. Then you were not taken to Himolai. Your brother didn’t want you, so young, to be involved in the affairs of the Dozen, so you stayed at home.You were supported by the servants when Devi, who was morally killed, Kamal and Amrita did not come to the house. Kamal had a heavy look of grief, seeing your childish and innocent eyes. Then you were informed about the attack in the Himalayas, about the arson and murder of the families of a dozen. You burst into tears in Devi's arms,Now only you have each other. Five years later, the Sharma house hosts the British, who had a hand in the attack in the Himalayas and the murder of Kairas, your eldest brother.A dozen are here anyway, and you already want to go to Basu’s two twins.These two treated you like your youngest, caring. You bowed respectfully when you saw Raja and Ram Dubey, Erith Thakur. “Sweetie...” Your older sister’s voice caught your attention. You immediately go to Devi. “Come on, we need to meet the guests...” You sigh, realizing that the governor of India will come.Christian De Clere... You feel some strange premonition.