Financial capital, Mangaluru, Vijayanagara State, Akhand Bharatiya Empire.
"Move out quickly, give way!!" the traffic police roared with a stern voice as he tried his best to halt the traffic at the 4 way intersection for the arrival of the emperor.
The citizens who were forcefully stopped in their tracks were annoyed, as most people in Mangaluru are busy, but when they heard the reason for their stoppage, no one let out a voice, and everyone became silent.
The traffic police were relieved that he was able to complete the task easily. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped all the sweat from his face, hands, and neck, as he took a pinch of vermilion from a nearby shop and wore it on his forehead. Before he left, he saw himself in the mirror, ran his hands over his clothes, and nodded in satisfaction, very satisfied that he was looking presentable.
