The Story of the Fourteenth Doll

Again  on  the  14th  day  when  King  Boja  went  close  to  the  position  of  authority,  the  14th  doll  came  in  his  direction  and  began  portraying  another  account  of  King  Vikramadaikya.  King  Boja.  My  name  is  Sunina.  To  begin  with,  tune  into  this  tale  about  the  equity  and  boldness  of  Vikramadita  and  after  that,  choose  whether  you  are  deserving  of  sitting  on  this  position  of  royalty  or  not  saying  as  much,  sonina  began  portraying  the  story.  Lord  Vikramadica  was  enamored  with  chasing.

At  some  point,  he  ran  in  the  timberland  with  a  few  troopers  to  chase.  Vikramadicia  recognized  a  lion  and  pursued  it.  The  lion  rapidly  covered  up  in  a  shrubbery  of  congested  shrubberies.  Vikramadica  got  off  from  his  pony  and  began  searching  for  the  lion  in  the  brambles.  All  of  a  sudden,  the  lion  sprang  upon  Vikramaditia.

Yet  he  could  spare  himself.  Vikramaditia  connected  the  lion  with  his  sword.  The  lion  sprang  upon  Vikramaditia.  Despite  the  fact  that  the  lion  got  a  few  wounds  yet  it  got  away  to  the  bushed.  Finding  a  chance,  the  lion  rapidly  left  the  hedges  and  kept  running  towards  the  thick  timberland.

Vikramadica  additionally  tailed  it.  It  was  fast  to  the  point  that  soon  every  one  of  the  fighters  were  deserted.  The  harmed  lion  again  stowed  away  inside  a  bramble.  Vikramadica  began  scanning  for  the  lion  in  the  shrubberies.  All  of  a  sudden,  the  lion  left  the  bramble  and  sprang  on  the  steed  of  Vikrama  Daite.

The  lion  was  quick  to  the  point  that  Vikramadica  didn't  find  the  opportunity  to  spare  his  steed  from  the  lion.  Subsequently,  the  steed  was  seriously  harmed.  Vikramadica's  consideration  got  occupied.  He  moved  towards  his  steed.  What's  more,  this  was  the  perfect  time  for  the  lion  to  shroud  itself.

Vikramadica  saw  that  his  steed  was  draining  lavishly.  He  thought  of  treating  the  steed  with  a  few  herbs.  So  he  chose  to  take  the  pony  to  a  stream.  It  was  evening  time.  Before  long,  Vikramadicia  found  a  waterway  and  went  towards  it.

He  chose  to  pick  a  few  herbs  that  developed  along  the  waterway.  Be  that  as  it  may,  the  steed  was  depleted.  Achieving  the  bank  of  the  waterway,  the  pony  began  trembling  and  soon  it  fell  dead.