[birds chirping]
I see, you’re already having fun.
- Hi Kavya. - Good morning.
- Amber good morning. - [soft music playing]
Marla, come.
I’ll show you around.
You’ve already seen our reception.
This courtyard was built in 1894.
By Raja Charan Raisingh.
- Oh, nice. - My...
great...
great grandfather.
The work that you see here...
was completed in 1945.
Before the Britishers left.
It took about 404 artisans and craftsmen...
to do all of this.
Serve some water, please.
[Amber] Oh. Thank you!
This is what you’re paying for, my friends.
The Raisingh Palace.
In all its glory.
Soon to be administered by me.
In association with you.
Princess.
Well, the palace is grand. No doubt.
But...
But His Highness’s histrionics last night.
With all due respect, my father does not represent the Raisingh Palace.
I do.
Princess.
[suspensful music playing]
- Princess. - Give me a second.
What happened?
Why are you crying?
Your Highness.
What?
In the pool...
[sad music playing]
[Kavya] Dr. Gupta...
[Kavya] In the pool...
Dad.
He drowned.
Please.
Please come.
[groans]
[dramatic music playing]
[dramatic music continues]
Prince.
Dad is no more, Prince.
Prince.
Dad is no more, Prince.
Prince.
Dad is no more.
Prince, Dad is...
What have you done?
[laughs]
[Chand] What to do now, sir?
It is what it is.
So you should wake up too.
- Sir! - [light music playing]
[phone ringing]
Jai Hind, sir.
Yes, sir.
Yes, yes sir.
Yes Sir. All the royals will stay here until he comes.
Jai Hind, sir.
**cking hell!
[siren wailing]
I couldn't do all this without you.
Don't say that.
Just one request.
Whatever happens next, Indu
keep Jaiveer out of this.
I know,
after his parents’ death, you are his mother.
Just keep him out of it.
[emotional music playing]
He is mine as much as he is yours.
[Dr.Gupta] Hmm
It seems he has been stabbed by the left hand.
[door bangs]
[Dr.Gupta] Post-mortem has to be done.
Post-mortem?
Dear.
A saree was tied around his neck.
And beneath the saree...
there was a wound mark.
[dramatic music playing]
[Dr.Gupta] I’d guess that he’s been killed with a knife.
And there’s a struggling mark as well.
Without a post-mortem, it is difficult to say...
whether he was murdered by stabbing or strangulation.
For now, both are murder weapons.
[dramatic music continues]
Princess.
No one will touch anything until the police arrive.
- These people have already touched everything. - Sorry.
You...
...please.
Sorry.
Last words...
“My children will kill me.”
[siren wailing]
Do you really think, it can be one of us?
[scoffs]
I don’t think so.
- I have learned one thing from power. - [siren wailing]
Don’t trust anyone except yourself.
[dramatic music playing]
Especially your own people.
[siren wailing]
[engine stops]
[door opens]
What’s up, guys?
Where were you?
Huh?
I was practicing how to mourn. [smirks]
They said I should wear white so...
- I had to get the kurta ironed too. - Prince.
Vikram.
What was bau ji saying?
What did dad want to apologize to mom for?
Dad didn’t say anything about that.
Please stop talking about this guy.
- He made us depressed all our lives. - [Kavya] Brij brother has been waiting for 25 minutes.
- We should celebrate his death. - [Kavya] Inspector Manu was saying...
Prince, this time, you...
What the **ck!
Yeah, what?
Kavya, is it important to do all this?
Give it back.
This is not the right time to do all this.
Time?
Really, sis?
You have time...
to defend him.
You have time...
To be MIA from the party.
- And you are telling me... - [Vikram] Stop it, Kavya.
What?
- She is your elder sister. - [dramatic music playing]
[Abhimanyu] Man awakens.
Shall we name your balls?
- Abhi, I told you many times... - Vikram, let it be.
You know, you need to suffer in jail.
How can you even joke about that?
Sis...
You missed what he did yesterday.
Thank god, brother Brij was there...
otherwise, he would have murdered Dad.
Are you blaming him?
Huh?
Then what should I do, sis?
Should I blame you instead?
[Abhimanyu] That’s a good game plan, Ma.
Blame elder sister and younger brother.
[Kavya] Sis, he is a snake.
- Occupy the property when they are in jail. - [Kavya] Shut up.
[Kavya] Shut your mouth.
Till the time they are back...
- Just sell the property and disappear. - Keep your mouth shut. Shut up.
Bloody thief.
What are you guys doing?
[Kavya] This.
This is the problem.
He keeps making a mess,
and you’re the one who cleans it up every time.
Kavya.
No Jeej, don’t.
You also know it very well.
No matter what.
She is always going to choose this **cking loser over us.
[mimicking]
So annoying.
Sister.
Inspector Manu wants to talk to you.
Thank god.
- [Abhimanyu] You are still here. - [Kavya] That hell is better than this.
Dad is gone. So leave.
Stop it.
[Abhimanyu] Pack your bags and get lost from here.
Shut up!
Don’t even pack your bags.
- I will set your things on fire. - [Kavya] Please brother.
[Kavya] Ignore him.
- [Abhimanyu] Leave. We don’t need servants here. - [Kavya] So **cking insensitive.
[Abhimanyu] We've got a bunch of helpers around here.
[Kavya] Loud-mouthed.
[Abhimanyu] Get lost.
Your siblings are impossible.
I will be back.
[sighs]
[birds chirping]
[Jograj] Rawat.
[Jograj] Tawar ji, Kedia ji.
[Jograj] Call the whole cabinet at CMO.
[Jograj] want to meet everyone.
[Jograj] There will be a meeting today.
[Rawat] Yes sir.
Dad.
What did His Highness want to apologize for?
I am asking you, dad.
When you meet the financiers...
regarding your business,
Where does this bold voice of yours disappear?
Forgive me, sir. But no one is allowed to leave the palace.
Don't try to throw the weight of your uniform around.
You can be suspended.
[dramatic music playing]
Sorry sir, but...
You will get me suspended tomorrow, but he will do it today itself.
- He will make me dance naked too. - [birds chirping]
Rawat
We will hold all the meetings at Raisingh Palace tomorrow.
- Yes sir. - Arrange everything.
[dramatic music continues]
Only God can save us now.
[Chandra Pratap] What did you say about your mother?
[Chandra Pratap] She will slap you if she hears this.
[Chandra Pratap] I made a mistake by not making Brij the Prince.
[Brij] Abhi.
[Chandra Pratap] He is threatening to kill me.
[Chandra Pratap] He wants to kill me.
[water splashes]
Oh my god, you scared me.
I thought...
Really, Jess?
Drowning in the pool and dying is such a Dad move.
Think, it’s a joke?
Enjoy yourself.
[dramatic music playing]
[Jograj] Abhimanyu, son.
Son, you are the king now. Not a prince.
King.
Son
You are our king now.
Your Highness.
Where are those cops?
In the billiards room.
Your Highness.
[dramatic music continues]
[mobile vibrating]
Olum, my man.
Yeah, you don’t worry.
I am the **cking king of Bilkaner, bro.
[laughs]
No, no. The money will hit your account before you know.
I am the king, bro.
Where were you when the king died?
[door bangs]
- [Crowd] Long live Your Highness... - [Manu] Chand.
Abhimanyu Chandra Pratap Raisingh.
[Crowd] Long live Your Highness, Abhimanyu Chandra Pratap Raisingh.
Long live Your Highness, Abhimanyu Chandra Pratap Raisingh.
[indistinct chatter]
That oldie...
[dramatic music playing]
There will be no post-mortem of the former king.
[birds chirping]
Post-mortem won’t happen.
It is an order from higher authorities.
Post-mortem has to be done.
[birds chirping]
I am helpless.
Post-mortem won’t happen.
- Your Highness. - [clamouring]
Please answer our questions, Your Highness.
Please, Your Highness.
Listen, I have to call the priest.
- Did you talk to him? - Done.
Is the courtyard ready?
Working on it, ma’am.
[indistinct chatter]
Oh my god!
Niharika, please go handle this.
Amber and Marla should not see this chaos.
The whole deal will crash.
Hey, you can’t record this.
You too, stop it.
[phone vibrates]
**ck.
K...
Abhi is behaving insanely.
Insane is his normal.
Please don’t say that.
Just ask his one true love Ma, and she’ll tell you the same thing.
[birds chirping]
Look.
If you have not fallen in love...
you still have time.
Run while you can.
[birds chirping]
Are you alright?
As much as I can be in this situation.
- Thank you Kannu Singh ji. - Welcome, Your Highness.
[intriguing music playing]
Your Dad has been murdered.
And your brother...
is picking on the colours for his throne.
Instead of knocking some sense into him...
you're sitting quietly.
But people won’t sit quietly, Indu.
They will assume that...
- brother and sister are together in this for the mon... - Vikram!
Sorry.
But Indu,
if you show this anger to your dear brother instead...
...three lives might be saved from being ruined.
[Unknown] Royal murder has happened.
It will go viral.
- Just keep **cking shooting, Kabir. - Do one thing.
[chair screeches]
Shoot my beheading too.
- Okay? - Come on.
I will cover that as well.
He was their king. These people are sentimental.
Should I make you senti?
The platform is giving another 15 crores.
You are there, the team is there.
Just keep shooting.
There’s no additional cost.
Listen, you shoot animals for the next one year.
But please continue this shoot for now.
Yeah, okay.
Kabir.
Your cameramen are still shooting.
What the **ck!
My father has died.
- And you are thinking about the content. - It’s their work.
[dramatic music playing]
Kavya.
[sighs]
Kavya.
[exhales heavily]
Kavya wait.
[sighs]
Kavya.
[sighs]
I am sorry.
[happy music playing]
I will tell them to stop right now. Okay?
I am really, really, really sorry.
I know.
I know, my family is **cked up.
But there was a time...
just for a while.
When...
we were an actual family.
Everyone is so toxic.
You have no idea how lucky I am that I have you.
[sobbing]
Where is it?
[Chand] Your Highness.
What?
What are you guarding?
Will the dead man escape?
Get lost.
If you want to save your job, accountant, just tell me where is it and what’s the code?
[intense music playing]
[door slides]
Nice.
What’s the code?
- [Indrani] Prince. - Code?
Why did you stop Inspector Manu from conducting Dad's post-mortem?
Ma!
The government's measly knife doesn't suit the stature of a king.
Try to understand.
You try to understand, Prince.
- Why are you inviting trouble for yourself? - [dramatic music playing]
- People think you killed Dad. Even Vikram... - I don’t give a **ck what people think.
This.
[scoffs]
- This is our reality now. - What are you doing, Abhi?
- He is still... - And forever departed.
Sis.
The accountant called me.
Your beloved one wants to open Dad’s safe.
Have you inherited Alzheimer's disease?
Nothing belongs to a dead man.
I am the king.
- Safe is mine. - [Kavya] He has transferred 20 lacs from...
hotel’s account to some Nigerian bank account.
[Abhimanyu] Munshi ji (accountant)...
[Abhimanyu] Hello.
No. I was saying something else.
Tell the bank manager...
henceforth, all the statements, OTPs and messages...
will be delivered to Raja Abhimanyu Raisingh’s phone.
Not to any other random people.
Okay? Thank you.
God bless patriarchy.
I can’t give excessive access to servants.
Abhi, you are losing your mind.
[beeps]
Hey!
Did you know the code?
Dad had given it to me years ago.
Sis.
Congrats everyone.
That bastard son is just a bastard now.
Wooh!
Dad didn’t leave him a dime when he died.
This will was made 14 years ago.
I am sure, Dad would have changed his mind.
You keep saying ominous things.
You got more than you deserve.
[emotional music playing]
Cute.
If any of you has done this...
I’m not going to defend you guys.
- Kavya. - [suspenseful music playing]
Prince.
- Post-mortem... - Won’t happen.
Let people think what they want.
[Jess] Everyone is so creepy.
He calls his sister, “Ma.”
And **ck that.
He was trying to drown himself in the pool.
They are so **cked up, Taroo.
You tell me.
Abhi is your friend, right?
Do you think he didn’t do anything?
That he has zero involvement in his Dad’s death?
[sighs]
Exactly!
Me neither.
You know what? We need to go.
Jess.
[dramatic music playing]
Police have sealed the palace.
No one in and no one out.
**ck.
So, we are stuck.
Prince.
Yeah.
Will you tell me one thing honestly?
Yeah.
The blood on your bedsheets...
[dramatic music playing]
If you have done anything, then...
I have burnt the bedsheets.
Police won’t...
know anything.
Ma.
This man did not speak to us lovingly even once in our lives.
[sad music playing]
What are a father’s duties?
Sometimes he could've said,
“Well done, son.”
“Proud of you.”
But what did he do?
He kept reminding me, my whole life that...
that I killed my mother.
She died while giving birth to me. How is that my fault?
My whole life, I kept looking for his validation.
[sobbing]
Forget about validation,
- he could have just looked at me once. - [emotional music playing]
For once, he could have just referred to me as son instead of that bastard Brij.
Last night,
[sobbing]
Last night, I felt...
maybe he’d consider me his son if I die.
What?
[dramatic music playing]
Prince.
What is this?
I failed at this too, didn't I?
Prince.
I couldn’t even manage to do this.
No, Prince. What have...
I am sorry.
- I am sorry. - [scoffs]
Prince.
I am sorry.
Shh...
[exhales heavily]
[humming]
Go to sleep.
Let me sing you a lullaby.
Go to sleep.
Let me sing you a lullaby.
Go to sleep.
- Go to sleep. - [birds chirping]
[piano playing]
Make my drink.
[liquor pouring]
I will have what he is having.
How are you, Abhi?
I talked to my Dad.
We will invest in this hotel. You and your sister just relax.
I will handle everything.
Tell Kavya to send back those hoteliers.
My father has died, Veer.
Your Uncle.
Have some grace.
- You are talking about grace. - [dramatic music playing]
Giving 20 lacs to those Nigerians from the hotel’s safe...
that was grace?
There’s a big difference between money and royalty.
You don't have...
as much money as you think.
Royalty
You can’t get it by buying a palace.
So go **ck yourself and your Dad.
[high dramatic music playing]
[siren wailing in distance]
Bhagwan Ramteke.
CBI officer of Mumbai cadre.
He was my senior in the academy.
Home minister sir has sent him from Delhi.
To overthrow the government in the name of an investigation.
Sir, this is Raja Charan Raisingh.
They have built a big courtyard inside.
Their history goes way back.
Don't **ck up the present because of history.
Sorry, sir.
Your suspect list is quite strong.
But the file is flimsy.
What’s wrong?
You were sharp in the academy.
We small people are not as sharp as you.
Post-mortem?
It was denied.
They are performing funeral rites.
Without an autopsy?
[intriguing music playing]
Autopsy is bound to happen.
There has been a murder, there will be an autopsy, right?
According to Dr.Gupta...
the killer is left-handed.
Lefty.
Princes and princesses are right-handed, sir.
Sir.
[dramatic music playing]
No one is honest here.
Need to uncover which member of the royal family is the biggest crook.
There’s someone whose both hands move really quick.
It's called “Ambidextrous.”
Lefty as well as righty.