Sagarika left the court as did the other royal women because the game of dice was about to start.

She was currently with Maharani Gandhari and Rajmata Kunti looking at the gifts they got them.

"Look at these Samragyi, all these apparels and jewelery will be presented by Hastinapoor to you as an honor after the game of dice ends." Gandhari said.

"Only those people get such an honor who have been accepted whole-heartedly. I do not crave presents and honors Maharani. I just want to be accepted in the Kuru dynasty. " Sagarika said.

"You are the Kulvadhu of the Kuruvansh, everyone has accepted the fact dear." Gandhari said.

"Jiji, what Sagarika meant was that the board of chausar is not the battlefield. First and foremost they must accept this. The meaning of a game is not wining or losing. Its sole purpose is entertainment and they must understand this." Kunti said.

"Pranipat Samragyi, Samrat had staked his entire property and he lost the first round." A dasi informed.

"But the game is over now ?" Sagarika asked.

"No, Samragyi. Samrat is about to place his second bet." Dasi said.

"What will he stake now ?" Sagarika asked. She sighed and left the room.

~~COURT OF HASTINAPOOR~~

"Will you again stake you property now, Bhrata Duryodhan ?" Yuddhistir asked.

"No Samrat. How much pride one can take in his property ? True pride lies in relationships." Duryodhan said grinning evily.

The most wise man Sehdev, the most handsome man Nakul, the greatest Archer Arjun and the strongest Bheem were lost by Yuddhistir in gambling.

Kauravas and Shakuni burst into laughter as Yuddhistir even lost himself in the bet. The pandavas who were now slaves to Duryodhan looked at Yuddhistir sadly and disappointed.

The elders too lowered their gaze, there was nothing they could have done to stop this Adharm. Or they could but their personal dharm came in between.

"Das, take that crown off !!!" Duryodhan ordered. Yuddhistir obeyed.

"Now I am the Lord of Indraprasth and the Samrat of Aryavart !!" Duryodhan announced.

"Attendant, go to the wife of these five slaves and order her to present herself in the court !" Duryodhan ordered a servant.

"IMPOSSIBLE !! IF SAGARIKA IS INSULTED IN THIS COURT THEN THERE WILL BE BLOODSHED." Arjun roared getting up angrily.

"Bheem has already broken his mace Das Arjun, and your Gandiv belongs to Angraj Karna. Then what bloodshed ?" Duryodhan asked.

"Duryodhan, my hands are enough for the bloodshed to happen." Bheem said.

"DURYODHAN ! A PERSON BEING ENSLAVED CERTAINLY DOES NOT IMPLY THAT EVERYONE HAS THE RIGHT ON HIS WIFE !! THIS IS HASTINAPOOR AND JUSTICE REIGNS SUPREME HERE !!" Bhism scolded.

"Sagarika is the daughter of my gurukul friend Kshitij, she is like a daughter to me. Do not insult her Duryodhan, or else with my presence here she will have to turn to none for her protection." Dronacharya warned.

"Duryodhan ! Not her please ! Let there be peace." Ashwathama said.

"Certainly we won't insult Samragyi. Mere bacche don't be foolish." Shakuni warned.

"For the right on her you have to win her also in the game of dice." Shakuni said. Duryodhan smirked.

"Das Yuddhistir, if you place a bet on Samragyi then you can have freedom as well as your kingdoms, armies, everything you lost today, back." Shakuni offered.

"Gandhar raj, I cannot bet on Sagarika." Yuddhistir said. Shakuni smirked.

"Hmm. Just shows that although you have right on her, you aren't proud of her. How can you be proud of the wife of 5 ?" Shakuni chuckled.

"Gandhar raj ! I am proud of her ! She is my righteousness and my honour !" Yuddhishtir said.

"Then prove it ! Stake her ! Or else we will think that you aren't proud of her because she is impure !" Shakuni said.

"I, Yuvraj Duryodhan, stake my wife Bhanumati in this round of game of dice !" Duryodhan said.

"I, Panduputra Yuddhistir, stake my wife Sagarika." Yuddhistir said heavy heartedly.

"Don't bhrata, not her." Arjun muttered.

Tears fell from the eyes of Pandavas as Yuddhistir with shaking hands picked up the dice.

"I cannot loose Sagarika, I cannot." Yuddhistir whispered sobbing.

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A/N

VIVASTRA - THE ACT OF BEING STRIPPED OFF, USUALLY OF CLOTHES.

HERE THE ENTIRE RAJ-SABHA HAS BECOME VIVASTRA OF THEIR DHARM !

YOU WILL LOSE HER YUDDHISTIR EVEN IF SHE YOUR RIGHTEOUSNESS BECAUSE YOU LOST YOUR RIGHTEOUSNESS THE MOMENT YOU STAKED YOUR BROTHERS AND THUS YOU LOST HER TOO !!

LETS SEE WHAT ELSE WILL BECOME VIVASTRA......