"I am Radheya, from Hastinapur," Radheya answered."Radheya? Is that your name?"Radheya smiled, understanding the question. Radheya, which means son of Radha, was not a personal name at all."I am Karna, son of Adhiratha and Radha, a charioteer." Radheya never felt ashamed to hide his origins; he just hated seeing people judge someone based on birth rather than actions.It was as if his archery skills displayed earlier were worthless and immediately lost along with his lineage.Duryodhana also despised Drona, his biased teacher, and the Pandavas who had everything. "You are my friend; indeed, you are not fit to be a prince. You deserve to be a king. With my power, I will grant you the kingdom of Anga."Duryodhana left the arena and went to his father's place, King Dhritarashtra. "Father, someone who shows his qualities as a king has emerged. Let the kingdom of Anga that you wish to give me, with your permission, I shall hand it over to him."The kingdom of Anga was a kingdom divided
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