Vijaya Simham Madhubabu - Novel

The moon hung low over the burning ghats of Singapuram. Ten years ago, Prince Vikram Simha had watched his father, the old king, fall to a poisoned arrow. The traitor was his own uncle, Durgadas. Young Vikram escaped with a loyal servant, vowing to return not as a boy, but as a lion.

"You were always too soft, nephew," Durgadas sneered, swinging a massive axe. vijaya simham madhubabu novel

Durgadas fell. Vikram pulled the sword free and raised it to the sky. The crowd roared: Jai Vijaya Simham! The moon hung low over the burning ghats of Singapuram