"And I will demand this very thing as my second boon—the prince I get married to must look like the absolute most beautiful, handsome, and radiant man upon the face of this earth! He will be a prince exactly after my own heart! Not only that, along with his outer appearance, his inner behavior must also be completely identical to this mind of mine! That is, he too must be a thoroughly clever-minded person deep inside just like me—so that the two of us can together throw dust in everyone else's eyes and run a massive kingdom!"
Thinking of this second boon within her mind, Snigdha thought of a massive move with thorough cleverness and burst into a fit of giggles. She said to herself, "Hahaha! Not a single person in this royal palace will be able to fathom the move of this second boon of mine even in the slightest, oh father! Tonight, after receiving this boon from the Tantrik, if my highly revered father Aditya, or this Prafulla and Prabhasha suddenly come and ask me in this Junagarh palace in the future—'What is this, Snigdha? Despite having a lover like Rupanjan in your own life, why did you go to the Tantrik and pray like that for some other beautiful husband?' Then I will thoroughly easily stage a massive false drama from my own mouth and tell them all—'Oh, get away, you fools! I had actually thought of that very Rupanjan within my mind and asked for the boon from the Tantrik go! So that he looks very beautiful and his behavior becomes as good as mine, I only asked for the boon wishing for his well-being!' Humph! No one in life will ever be able to catch the actual conspiracy hidden behind these sweet words of mine! Everyone will think I am talking about Rupanjan, but inside my heart, there will be some other supremely powerful, beautiful prince!" Snigdha felt a massive relief at her own clever move.
The Third Boon: "And as the absolute last and third boon of my life, I will go to demand a thoroughly formidable thing from that Tantrik! I will want—that in this royal life of mine, there should never, under any circumstances, be even the slightest lack or scarcity of anything. And along with that, I will demand a massive boon of 'wishful death' for my own life! That is, when a desire to die awakens within my own mind, only then will I be able to die by my own wish. And as long as the desire to remain alive exists in my mind, no major disease of this earth, no enemy, no sword, or no poisonous thing will be able to touch me even in the slightest; my death will never occur! I myself will be the master of my own will!"
After finalizing such a wonderful, flawless, and three-dimensional plan of boons inside her head—Snigdha, out of absolute joy, stamped both her feet upon the bed of her room and started jumping around in a massive way! In the heat of her happiness, she began to say to herself, "Wow! Oh, my fate! I am truly a thoroughly intelligent girl, re, oh father! Tonight, if I can extract these three boons in my own name from that Tantrik—then the throne of this Junagarh and all the royal pleasures of this earth will come and prostrate at my feet in a single second! Now it is just a matter of waiting for the darkness of the night to deepen a bit, then the game will begin!"
In no time, the pale light of the afternoon faded away, and the thick darkness of the night completely enveloped the surroundings of the Junagarh royal palace. A massive watch of the night had struck on the clock by then. Right at that moment, the sound of heavy boots was heard outside the closed door of Snigdha's room. Opening the door with a sudden jerk, Chief Prince Prafulla entered straight inside the room. Prafulla was still wearing his royal attire, and his face was thoroughly grave.
Seeing his sister Snigdha sitting on the bed keeping the room dark like that, Prafulla spoke out in a thoroughly harsh yet worried voice, saying, "What is it, Snigdha? It is about to be midnight, the arrangement for the grand night feast has been completed in the entire inner sanctum of the royal palace—and you won't go to eat in the dining hall outside leaving this room of yours even until now, re, huh? In the afternoon, you went and enacted such a massive insane stunt inside the jail, and now why are you sitting alone all afternoon like a mute keeping the door of your room closed, let me hear? Come, without doing such affectation anymore, come to the outer room with me quickly, at least put your night food properly into your mouth and eat it let me see! After eating and drinking, you can do whatever you want inside your room, no one will obstruct you even in the slightest. But it has become so late in the night, why haven't you come to eat until now, let me hear?"
The moment she heard this sharp scolding and evening call from Prafulla's mouth, Snigdha concealed the face of that conspiracy inside her mind in a single moment. Manifesting a pretense of fake exhaustion upon her face, she looked toward Prafulla and said in a thoroughly soft and calm voice, "Oh, come on, Prafulla! Why are you screaming and shouting at me for no reason in the middle of the night, tell me? I was just resting with a calm mind inside my room.