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-Run... -Catch me...

Thank you.

So cute, right?

Then... this is me.

It's a cloud.

-Bye. -Bye.

Thank you.

-Bye. -Bye.

Greetings, Princess.

Pardon me, I...

Don't blame yourself.

It's the train.

It was running at its own sweet time.

And you must have arrived early as always, Padam kaka.

Even after all these years, you still remember my name?

Even the stories you told me.

The young queen awaits your arrival at the palace.

MY DEAR MISHRI,

I WROTE MANY LETTERS TO YOU BEFORE THIS ONE,

BUT I NEVER HAD THE COURAGE TO SEND THEM.

I THOUGHT YOU'D NEVER FORGIVE ME...

So good to see you, Meesha.

Welcome.

Welcome home.

Hi, Rukmani.

Look at you, all grown up.

I was worried when your train was delayed.

I wanted to receive you personally.

Anyway.

I hope Padam was on time.

A match made in heaven.

Ratan and Commander.

Like a dog's tail.

He sits at the gate, waiting for him, before his car arrives.

Rukmani.

Where is Daata?

Don't chop his head off for this.

The workers at our salt farms went on strike,

so he had to leave immediately.

But, to be fair,

he tried really hard to be here.

But don't worry,

he will return in a few days.

Until then, I will keep you company.

Come.

Let me show you your room.

No one is allowed to touch a single thing.

Ratan is very particular about this.

Everything is just the way you...

Okay. I'll see you for dinner.

I have a confession to make.

I was very curious about you.

So I looked you up online.

But... you are a ghost.

I mean a zero digital footprint.

In this day and age,

it's very strange.

Actually, I had nothing to share.

After Mom's death

and my accident,

I was only filled with hatred.

For Daata.

For you.

I blamed you for everything.

Look, I am sorry.

I didn't intend to split up your family.

That's not what I wanted.

Come.

I have something to show you.

All that Ratan had were these memories of you.

He would keep watching these videos on a loop.

Since the day you left,

time had stood still for Ratan.

He kept blaming himself.

For Gayatri's suicide.

Then your accident.

He wrote dozens of letters.

He tried calling you many times, but...

your hatred prevented him.

And then he began devoting all his time to the Meesha Foundation.

He is delighted

that you are returning home.

Then why isn't he here?

Hi. You've reached Ratan Singh Gaikwad.

I am unable to take your call right now.

Please leave a message, and I'll get back to you.

Daata?

Daata?

Daata?

Daata?

Meesha.

Meesha.

Meesha, can you hear me?

Meesha.

Welcome back to the world of the living.

No, no, don't get up. Don't get up.

You could have a slight concussion.

Thank God you are all right, Meesha.

But it could have been worse.

You had us so worried.

All alone, at this late hour...

What were you thinking?

I saw Daata.

But isn't Ratan on a business trip?

Isn't he, Rukmani?

Yes.

Are you sure, Meesha?

He had the same coat on,

of a magician.

The magician's hat.

Then I followed him

till the wharf.

So, you mean to say that Ratan is back

and he is playing hide and seek with us.

I know what I saw.

Meesha, you must have seen Kapil.

He is our estate manager.

He came back this evening.

We heard your scream all the way to our living quarters.

The three of us rushed immediately and found you unconscious.

Did you see anyone else there?

-No, Your Highness-- -Why don't you understand?

I know he is here.

Okay.

Okay.

Calm down.

Rukmani, there is no harm in taking a look

for Meesha's reassurance.

I checked everywhere, Your Highness. There is no one here.

Fine.

There.

I saw his reflection in the water.

Fine, if you say so--

No, that's enough.

Let's go.

We shouldn't be near the wharf at midnight.

Ghosts and spirits come here to sip water.

You think this is a joke.

No, I don't.

You may have seen your own reflection.

Dr. Shekhawat, I am sorry.

-We troubled you at this hour-- -Rukmani -ji.

What's the point of saying sorry after troubling me?

Don't forget her medicines. She needs a good night's sleep.

-Padam Singh-- -No, it's okay. It's okay.

I'll walk home.

But...

Come.

Do you take sugar, Princess?

Lajjo.

Do you know where Daata is?

Ma'am, I... I work in the kitchen.

Maybe Kapil would know.

After all, he looks after the estate.

Meesha.

How are you?

You look better.

You are not ready yet.

What for?

Skeet shooting.

Your dad's favourite sport.

It used to be polo.

Used to be.

But after the riding injury when he fell off the horse,

he stopped riding entirely.

Skeet shooting became his new favourite.

Boys and their toys, you know.

Not that I understand.

Wow. You were perfect, RJ.

I could have done that with my blindfold on.

Always a pleasure,

Your Highness.

The real queen of Mayagarh has returned.

The news did reach me.

Man,

you're gorgeous.

Rana Jai Singh.

-Your cousin. -Distant cousin.

Very distant.

I don't see His Majesty today,

so who will be facing off against me?

One of you, I assume.

Kapil.

Yes?

He will represent us today.

So, Kapil,

can you save the king's honour?

I will try.

But I am a bit nervous since I'll be facing you.

That's how you learn, right?

-Yes. -All the best, lad.

By the way, I am hosting a small party on Friday.

You two should come.

-Really? -Yeah.

What's the occasion?

My victory, of course.

Lost your empire,

but not your arrogance.

Right?

Welcome, Ashok- ji . Welcome. Come, sit.