At night when Ram and Siya reached home, they saw all the guards and servants standing there in a row protecting the palace and were waiting for both of them.

" What happened?" Asked Ram.

" I will explain." Said Vishambhar.

Flash back>>>>

Rajvansh Mansion-

Vishambhar POV-

Once Ram left, they were asked to move out of the palace.

"Uncle ji, you did'nt even say anything. Ram misunderstood everything. He blamed my child with a wrong accusation... app please Ra..." Apoorva's words were interrupted by Sadhna

" Try me Apoorva, if this is a misunderstanding. First we are the in-laws of your sister-in-law. To be precise, so our DIL is also you family member. Can you explain the behavior showed by your niece in morning, let's forget that. At the breakfast table, your this so called niece sat at Siya's place. Would you like to explain this? Or your corrupted son was eyeing my DIL, the current Queen of Rajasthan. If you think everyone is blind, trust me I would like to inform you that you are not standing in front of a normal family. May be you are taking us too lightly?"

Sadhna was roaring like a lioness in front of them. The foolish boy called Prem  again jumped in and attacked Sadhna with the nearest Sword. I was standing next to her, pushed her in corner and took another sword form the wall. I stopped his attack just when Rana took the opportunity to attack me, little did he know the guards would attack him from behind. All the Chauhan were pushed out of the palace with the help of guards. The four are in warehouse.

VISHMBHAR'S POV_END

Flashback ends.

Present -

Outside the Warehouse -

Siya was a whirlwind of anger as she marched towards the warehouse. Her footsteps echoed through the quiet night, punctuating the tension that hung in the air. Akhil and Ram, sensing her determination, trailed behind her, trying to keep up. Her long hair bobbed as she walked, a fiery contrast to the coolness of the moonlit night. She had twisted it into a tight bun, a clear indication of her focused intent.

"Bhabhi, what are you planning to do?" Akhil panted as they neared the warehouse.

"They've gone too far. It's time we show them who they're messing with," she said, her eyes flashing with a fire that hadn't been there before.

Ram, his handsome features etched with concern, reached out to grab her elbow. "Siya, let's talk to them first."

"Talk?" she spat, jerking her arm free from Ram's grasp. "They don't deserve to be talked to. They need to be taught a lesson they won't forget!"

Her words were a whip crack in the stillness of the night, sending a shiver down Akhil's spine. He had never seen Siya this enraged. Siddharth, who had been quietly following them, stepped forward. "Bhabhi, we should be careful. They're dangerous."

Siya's eyes narrowed. "And so are we."

They reached the warehouse, the metal door looming in front of them like the gateway to a battlefield. Akhil and Ram exchanged a worried look but didn't dare to stop her. She was a force of nature when she was angry, and they knew better than to stand in her way. Siya marched up to the door and banged it with the palm of her hand. The sound reverberated through the structure, making it feel as though the very walls trembled in anticipation.

"Open this door right now!" she shouted, her voice resonating with power and authority.

From inside, the muffled sounds of the Chauhan family grew louder, and the door slowly creaked open. Rana's face appeared, his eyes wide with surprise and fear at the sight of the furious trio standing before him.

"What do you think you're doing?" he sneered, trying to regain his composure.

"Teaching a lesson," Siya said through gritted teeth, pushing the door wider. The Chauhan family huddled together, their arrogance replaced by a hint of fear. Akhil and Ram followed her in, their expressions a mix of concern and determination.

Her eyes fell on Prem, the one who had dared to lay a hand on her family and she grabbed a metal rod that lay discarded in the corner. With a swiftness that belied her small frame, she lunged at him. The rod connected with his body, the sound of each hit echoing through the cavernous space like a drumbeat of retribution. Prem screamed with each blow, his body jolting as if his very bones were shattering under the force.

"How dare you touch my family? How dare you attack them. You really have guts to do that." Siya's voice was a thunderous crescendo, filled with the rage of a thousand wrongs. Akhil and Ram rushed to restrain her, but she was unstoppable. The guards looked on, unsure of whether to intervene or not, their loyalty torn between the Rajvansh family and the new Queen's fury.

Prem cowered before her, his eyes wide with terror. The smugness he had displayed earlier had evaporated, replaced by the stark realization that he had underestimated the fiery spirit of the woman he had dared to provoke.

"Enough!" Ram's firm voice sliced through the air, his hand reaching out to gently but firmly pull Siya away from the trembling man. She was breathing heavily, her eyes blazing with a fierce determination that seemed to have no end. Akhil and Siddharth exchanged a concerned look. They had never seen their usually calm and composed Siya like this.

Her arms flailed as she struggled against Ram's hold, but she was no match for his strength. With a suddenness that took everyone by surprise, she crumpled, her legs giving out beneath her. Ram caught her in his embrace, his arms wrapping around her waist to keep her upright. Her head lolled back, and her eyes rolled up in their sockets until only the whites showed.

"Siya!" Akhil and Siddharth rushed to her side, their voices filled with alarm.

Ram's grip tightened around her. "What's happening?" His eyes searched hers, panic creeping in.

"Call the doctor, now!" Akhil barked at the nearest guard, his voice laced with urgency.

Ram, his heart racing, scooped Siya into his arms, her body limp against him. She had gone eerily still, the fire in her eyes now a distant memory. He carried her out of the warehouse, the cold night air doing nothing to cool the burning worry in his chest. Akhil and Siddharth trailed closely behind, their steps quick and filled with concern.

The doctor arrived within minutes, his medical bag in hand. He took one look at Siya's pale face and nodded solemnly. "Let's get her inside," he said, his voice calm and reassuring. They laid her on the couch in the palace's grand foyer, where the warm glow of the chandeliers cast a stark contrast against her lifeless form.

As the doctor checked her vitals, Ram hovered over her, his hand resting gently on her forehead. The doctor's expression grew serious as he listened to her heartbeat and took her pulse. Finally, he looked up at Ram with a small smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "It seems like she's pregnant." he said. "Her blood pressure is sky-high. We need to keep her calm and let her rest."

Ram's eyes widened, and he looked down at Siya with a mix of shock and relief. "Pregnant?" he whispered, as if the word itself could shatter her fragile state. The revelation hit him like a ton of bricks. Akhil and Siddharth shared a look of disbelief before rushing over, their faces a picture of concern and excitement.

"Bhabhi?" Akhil whispered tentatively, taking her hand in his. Siddharth knelt beside her, his eyes scanning her face for any sign of consciousness.

Siya's eyelids fluttered open, revealing the confusion in her eyes. She looked around, trying to piece together what had happened. "What...what's going on?" she murmured weakly.

Ram's hand tightened around hers. "You're pregnant," he said softly, his voice filled with a mix of fear and excitement. "You need to rest, love."

Her eyes widened. "What?" she managed to say, her voice barely a whisper. The reality of the situation washed over her, and she felt a sudden wave of dizziness.

"The doctor says you need to calm down," Ram said, his eyes searching hers. "You can't do this to yourself, or to our child."