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There's such pathos in the singer's voice.

His call seems to be coming from the depths of the Yamuna.

Yamuna is quite inscrutable, isn't it?

Calm on the outside,

but who knows what restlessness lies deep within.

Just like you.

There's a war waging inside me, sister.

And it's worse than all the battles I have fought.

How can I choose between my sons and hurt one of them eventually?

I wonder how Grandmother chose between Father and me.

Imagine her plight.

The pain she'd been living with all her life.

I stand at the same crossroads today.

If I can't forgive her, how will I ever forgive myself?

Sacrificing the dreams of our people is our call of duty.

And then to pay the price for that decision is also our duty.

This punishment is our fate.

And we must respect this fate like a religion.

Religion was made for men, not the other way around.

Hindus and Muslims might belong to two different religions,

but the people who follow them are not much different.

Why can't Humayun and Kamran rule the empire together?

After all, it's a vast empire.

Don't be sentimental, Babur.

The human body is controlled by one heart and one mind.

Similarly, an empire needs to be controlled by one ruler.

History bears witness to this fact.

This empire needs a strong ruler like you.

Kamran is too soft-hearted.

Be more specific, sister.

Humayun proved his capability when he fought beside you against Lodhi.

Kamran cannot be ignored because he's soft-hearted.

And don't forget we got Kabul because of his mother.

And we got Hindustan because we had Kabul.

You may have got the throne because of Gulrukh.

But the throne doesn't assure victory in battles.

This victory belongs to you and no one else.

You're falling prey to your arrogance.

And you're being weak.

To keep your empire together, you must break someone's heart.

Think like an emperor, not a father.

My Queen, slight scheming for our benefit is acceptable,

but what you're planning to do is dangerous.

I'm willing to accept even death to make Kamran emperor.

What if someone finds out?

The poison will instantly react with the wound.

And in a matter of days...

Be careful.

There's no cure for this poison, my Queen,

except death.

Stepmother, is everything all right?

I came to check on you,

but you were fast asleep.

You should've woken me up.

I didn't have the heart to break your dreams.

Deep wounds take time to heal.

These wounds are a sign of your valour on the battlefield.

I am proud of you.

You're the reason I could go to war.

You gave me the confidence.

I am grateful to you, Stepmother.

No need for such formality.

Get some rest.

I'll pray for your well-being.

Your troubled silence makes me restless, my Lord.

Even after winning a grand country like Hindustan,

I am losing everything I have.

All my advisors are blinded by the power of the throne.

Maham, you are the only one who doesn't care about Kabul, Samarkand or Hindustan.

Just me.

Please advise me what to do.

How do I choose between Humayun and Kamran?

Humayun is the eldest--

Being older doesn't entitle you to anything.

Humayun is the eldest,

so he'll understand if you choose Kamran.

This is my firm belief.

Bonds of blood are stronger than the lure of the throne.

Has the Emperor agreed?

My brother wants to make honesty his legacy.

While the decision is quite clear,

Humayun is Babur's one true heir.

My Queen, there's always a valid reason behind your decisions.

But I can't understand the reason behind this decision.

What does Kamran lack?

As kind-hearted as Kamran is,

Gulrukh is cunning.

A weak son and an audacious mother are the reasons.

I lost my home once.

I won't allow what Roxanna did in Ferghana to be repeated by Gulrukh in Hindustan.

But the Emperor?

I'll challenge Babur if I must.

But I won't let the throne of Hindustan fall prey to errors in judgement.

You look much better.

Father, you should've summoned me.

I never got the chance to thank you.

Conquering Hindustan was impossible without your valour.

Now you're embarrassing me, Father.

It was my duty.

You've always proven your capability.

But remember

life will keep testing you.

Even your own kin will put you on trial.

Surviving those trials will be the real test of your bravery and character.

I shall be prepared for every trial, Father.

Weapon or wisdom, what is more important?

There's no better weapon than wisdom.

Love or legacy?

A legacy that leaves behind only love.

Power or pardon?

The power to pardon.

Brother or empire?

Empire.

But not at the cost of my brother's happiness.

I am proud you're my son.

Humayun!

It's close to sunset, and he's still unconscious.

My Lord, I've tried every possible treatment.

But the fever won't subside.

Try a different treatment.

Until we find the real cause, no treatment will be of use.

Could it be the wounds he suffered in battle?

I've already treated those wounds.

Let's wait until morning for him to wake up.

What if he doesn't wake up?

Pray that he wakes up.

My Lady, I tried to stop her.

I came to give you this holy water.

It's for Humayun.

Then why bring it to me?

I cannot see him suffer.

Please take it to him.

You could've sent it with a maid

or with Aitbaar.

I don't trust outsiders.

Life has taught me

that it's the insiders who can't be trusted.

You must be praying that Humayun never recovers?

His illness will fulfil your dreams for Kamran.

You're accusing me of weaving dreams for my son?

I am not accusing you of anything.

Only reminding you of your desires.

My desires are not so vile that I should wish

they be fulfilled at such a heavy cost.

History stands witness.

The lust for the throne has blinded many before.

Including you.

-I think-- -I do too.

Gulrukh is certain that Humayun will never recover.

And her confidence is worrying me.

Issue a royal order at once.

No one except Babur and Maham should be allowed to meet Humayun.

Of course.

Pardon me, sire, but you do not have permission to go inside.

On whose orders?

According to the royal ordinance, only the Emperor and Empress can enter.

God have mercy!

No treatment is helping.

Don't disappoint us further, physician.

I am sure that the prince shall wake up soon.

Pardon me, my Lord, but I don't think...

There must be something we can do.

My Lord, I've treated people with medicine all my life.

But only prayers can save the prince.

He hasn't touched food or water in five days.

At this rate, he'll...

It's between God and Babur.

We cannot interfere.

Father.

How could this have happened?

The poison was having its effect!

You should be patient.

How can I be patient?

Humayun is stubborn like his father.

He's defied death!

You summoned me, Mother.

Yes.

Humayun is out of danger.

Before he is completely recovered and we lose this opportunity,

you must claim your right to the throne tomorrow.

Mother! How can you say such a thing?

We should be praying for Father and brother,

-not thinking about the throne. -This is the right time!

Don't be foolish and lose this moment!

You stand nowhere in front of Humayun.

You weren't even allowed to meet him!

You are his brother too.

But no!

If they can sideline you so easily,

will they ever think about giving you the throne?

Babur and Humayun will only listen to Khanzada.

And Khanzada will never let you become the Emperor.

You're alone in this battle, Kamran.

History remembers only those who grab opportunities.

Write your name on the pages of history.

Pardon me, sire, but according to the royal orders.

I am Humayun's brother.

And no royal orders can stop a brother from meeting another.

Sire, only the Emperor and Empress.

This miracle is the result of the emperor's prayers and God's grace.

Your father's prayers have been answered.

Where is Father?

He's coming.

Now get some rest.

God heard me.

My life for Humayun's.

Bury me with our parents.

Stop saying such things.

You'll get better.

My Lady.

Gulrukh, what's going on?

It's been a fortnight

since the Emperor said he'd announce his heir.

Today is the day.

We're making the announcement.

You know the Emperor is in no condition to make this announcement.

We must wait for him to recover.

An empire is run by an emperor, not by waiting for the emperor.

Gulrukh, you're crossing your limits.

And who will punish me?

The throne is empty.

How long will it remain so?

I've asked the ministers to make a decision.

And right now there's only one choice.

Kamran Mirza.

Emperor Babur is still alive.

Is that clear?

You all may leave.

I didn't expect this from a kind-hearted and obedient person like you.

Your brother and your father need you.

You didn't allow this kind-hearted brother to meet his brother, did you?

-You don't know-- -I know it all.

And I understand it too.

Your people need you.

You must get up for their sake.

You've always defeated death.

And you must do so again.

Sister...

Babur.

Send word to the family.

Everyone should meet Babur for the last time.

It's time to bid him farewell.

I didn't give you permission to come here, Gulrukh.

This court is as much mine as it is yours.

The Emperor is in delicate health.

The time has come

that we choose the new emperor of Hindustan

while the Emperor is alive.

As Emperor Babur's elder sister and his advisor,

Lady Khanzada has the right

to choose the new emperor as our Emperor is now indisposed.

Who gave Khanzada this right?

We all know that Emperor Babur never differentiated

between Humayun and Kamran.

As a result, this decision shall be taken by vote.

You decide. A healthy, kind-hearted emperor

who has already proved himself by ruling over Kabul.

Or a half-blood

who has come back to life by bringing the wrath of death upon his father.

Enough, Lady Gulrukh.

A vote won't be necessary.

This is Emperor Babur's court.

Not the city square.

I have the Emperor's last wish.

His royal will,

which he's written in the Baburnama

and also told me.

By God's will and as per the Emperor's wish,

with my conscience as my witness,

I announce your new emperor and Babur's heir.

Nasir-ud-Din Muhammad Humayun Mirza.

-Long live... -Emperor Humayun!

-Long live... -Emperor Humayun!

-Long live... -Emperor Humayun!

-Long live... -Emperor Humayun!

-Long live... -Emperor Humayun!

Father,

everyone always said that you love Humayun more

but, as God is my witness, I never believed them

because I believed you.

So what if Humayun was born out of love

while I am just the product of a political alliance?

I had faith in your love.

But today, by choosing Humayun,

you've proven all those people right.

But I am proud that...

I am your son.

I will not accept defeat, Father.

Even if it takes me an entire lifetime

to prove that I am as worthy as Humayun,

I shall do so.

You're still weak, brother.

Allow me.

My Lady, I have got it.

Have you ever thought about the consequences?

There's no room to think now.

I must make the decision that my brother couldn't.

I cannot sacrifice Hindustan for my brother's emotions.

Baburnama.

Emperors die.

The empire lives on.

Generations die.

Their legacy lives on.

The soft-heartedness that Babur inherited from our father

is in Kamran's destiny to carry forward.

And the empire that Grandmother stole from destiny to give to Babur,

today I write that empire in Humayun's destiny.