Hearing such a harsh and absolute ultimate true analysis of her own character from Prafulla's mouth in that early morning light-and-shadow corridor of the jail, Snigdha was indeed startled at first, but the innate arrogance and crooked stubbornness inside her reared its head once again in a single moment. To cover up the stigma of her own guilt and humiliation, she straightened the veil across her body with a sudden jerk. Then, wearing a massive fiendish smile of utter contempt, looking toward Prafulla and the Tantrik, she spoke out in a thoroughly intense and haughty voice, saying, "Look here Prafulla, that is quite enough! Having washed my hands of it, I do not possess even the slightest bit of worthless time to stand here and listen to this early morning whining and moral lecturing of yours, re bapu! I cannot keep myself standing inside this dirty, damp prison meant for convicts for even another single second. I am going straight upstairs to the inner palace of my own royal residence now! You people go ahead and stand here staging whatever massive drama you please as much as you want, go; do not make me a part of that hollow drama of yours anymore, bapu!"
The moment he heard such shameless and arrogant words from her mouth even after her own crime, Chief Prince Prafulla, trembling completely with raging fury, let out a roar, making his two eyes round. Standing so as to block Snigdha's path of departure, he spoke in a thoroughly strict and thunderously stern voice, saying, "Drama? O you conspiratorial and dirty girl Snigdha—standing in this holy light of dawn today, with what courage do you utter the word 'drama' from your own mouth, huh? This drama of a dirty conspiracy was started by your own self, re devilish girl, by crawling down the tunnel path like a thief in the dead of night into this dirty corridor of the jail! Tell me, let me hear, why did you go to perform such wretched, erratic, and nonsensical actions just to gratify your own selfish interests and failing to control the greed for that husband of yours? And now, seeing that the truth of your dirty conspiracy has been caught completely red-handed in a single moment before everyone—you are making a pretext of returning to your own room out of absolute shame because you can no longer hide this ugly and humiliated face of yours before the people of Junagarh, huh? Today, I will teach you a proper lesson inside this very jail!"
The moment she continuously heard the words of her own humiliation from Prafulla's mouth, all the blood in Snigdha's head rushed upward, turning thoroughly hot once again. Raising one of her fingers right before Prafulla's nose, screaming out in an extremely ugly and intense voice, she said, "Shut up, Prafulla! Do not speak such thoroughly massive words before me from your own mouth, bapu! I am warning you thoroughly clearly—if you utter even another single worthless word before me, then standing before everyone within this very moment, I will plant two massive, powerful slaps across your own cheek, let me tell you! Lately, you are crossing all limits!"
Striking his sharp royal sword violently upon the stone floor of the jail then, Prafulla scolded her in a thoroughly strict and harsh voice, saying, "Look Snigdha! Shut that dirty mouth of yours, and do not display this excessive boundary-crossing of yours standing before me even the slightest bit! If you utter even another single ugly word from your own mouth—then being Prafulla myself, by the force of my royal power, I will shove you inside that iron cage within this very moment and put you in jail forever, re devilish girl! When you remain confined all alone like a flat-out convict inside the dark cell of this prison for a few days—then you will realize thoroughly well down to your bones exactly what the true burning sensation of living inside a jail feels like! I will put you in jail this very day!"
Hearing this terrifying threat of being jailed from Prafulla's mouth, Snigdha did not feel the slightest bit afraid; instead, swaying her waist, she screamed out in a thoroughly contemptuous tone, saying, "O you mad Prafulla! What do you think of yourself within your own mind, let me hear, huh? Have you completely lost your mind and turned into a flat-out madman, re bapu? Engrave this thoroughly well within your own mind—this Junagarh royal palace is not any personal property or palace of your own alone, re; therefore, an elder brother like you does not possess even a single drop of right to display the massive vanity of deciding who will stay where in the inner palace of this residence, and who will spend how many days of their life where, bapu! What do you think, is this entire Junagarh empire the land of your father alone, re, huh? You are completely forgetting, Prafulla—just as this holy Junagarh empire is the land of your father, it is huthu exactly the royal land of my own father as well, re oh father! Therefore, wherever my own mind desires, I will reside in that very place of this royal palace with my own royal independence! Who are you to decide, let me hear, bapu?"