The messanger couldn't decide about his next action. Should he agree with the rants of the cruel queen or should he take care of his bleeding mouth.
'What was my fault? ' The blood was spilling out mercilessly from his mouth trickling down to his jaw to his shirt and breech drenching them in the process and then finally colouring the floor.Not even for a second, a look of sympathy adorned the queen's eyes. In the end messanger's body succumbed to the blood loss and he fainted. After throwing a last glance at the fainted body of the messanger, she strolled out of the dark room ordering one of the maids to clear up the mess.
She entered in the hall where the members of ministry were waiting for her. Sensing the presence of the queen, all of them stood up in order to pay respect to her. All the eyes automatically drifted to their queen's hand drenched with the blood, as it was the first thing which caught their attention
Ritha had to admit that Mario was a tough competitor. He was very well versed in using his pawns and knights but she also had great experience of chess as she played it a lot with her father whenever he was free.Finally after two hours, curtains were drawn at the game when Rithambara won. Fuming Stephano was on the verge of losing his temper but masquerade his feelings in order to not let Ritha doubt him. After escorting Ritha out of the room, Stephano gently took Ritha's hand in his and kissed the back of her hand tenderly.Rithambara watched his retreating back and turned around to see Aquila watching him with keen interest. Rithambara raised her one brow in a questioning manner while Aquila's expressions turned bedazzled. After observing her for a minute or two Rithambara went away.After talking to Rosa and doing some other usual errands, at night time she was laying in the arms of her husband while Justus was cradled
"Magnus? You?" shock and inquisitiveness was evident in Augustus's tone. His jaws were clenched tightly seeing his brother at this hour. Even Rithambara got up from the bed to get a better view and gasped seeing her brother in law.Augustus held Magnus from his collar making it difficult for Magnus to breath. "What the hell are you doing here at this hour?"After getting no response from his brother, Augustus threw Magnus down at the floor with a thud making him moan hard in pain."Dammit Augustus!" Magnus screamed back at Augustus when he felt pain in his head.Glancing at the sleeping form of his son, Augustus dragged Magnus in the balcony and drew the curtains.Seeing flames of hot anger in her husband's eyes, Rithambara decided not to interfere in the matter. She went near Justus and covered him properly with the blanket and sat next to him caressing his head.A tiring
The king's very presence in the room was giving away the vibes of his strength. He had a scar on left side of his forehead which ran down till his left cheek. His shoulder length grey hair was flowing freely while his eyes were analysing everyone meticulously.Glancing at everyone's slumped shoulders and worn out eyes, the king guessed that something is not in their favor but being a king, he can't afford to acquire their attitude. In order to survive upcoming events bravery was the key, not cowardness.In order to boost the spirit of his team, the king spoke, "Is something bothering my brave Eagles?"Shoulders which were slumped till now, straightened a bit hearing the adverb brave. One of the ministers broke the news shakily that king Atticus wasn't dead because their plan backfired. There was a sharp intake of breath by the king listening to such a disheartening news but in order to not put down his team's self moral, h
The night took all the time in the world to end it's darkness. The new sun rays were colliding with the walls of the room illuminating every corner of it.While Putting the red vermilion in her parting, an instant smile made it's way on Ritha's lips. Her eyes painted a picture of the day when her husband filled up her parting. Reminiscing the day of her marriage, a chuckle eluded from her lips because Augustus was utterly confused with the rituals going around. Putting the little dot on forehead, Ritha summed up her look.The navy blue colour saree was bringing out her beauty exceptionally. Catching her glimpse for the last time in mirror, she picked up the fruit basket and sauntered towards Augustus's spare room.She knew that her husband didn't catch even an ounce of sleep because of last night's incident. He had drenched himself in work since morning without having his breakfast. Her little son has developed an unsolici
An enthusiastic wave of cold morning breeze entered in the room as if trying to tresspas the couple's conversation. Augustus was deep in his reverie reminiscing painful old times with a distant look in his eyes.Ritha couldn't decipher her husband's emotions which she so desperately wanted to do. Everything was messed up. So messed up! She waited for him to continue because that was the only thing in her hand at this moment."She tried to break my marriage with Valentina by accusing her falsely and when Valentina was pregnant, she tried to harm her and our baby." heaviness in his voice was the evidence of the whirlpool of emotions he was feeling."All of these took a serious toll over Valentina's health because apart from me, father and Marcus, nobody talked with her or consoled her. She became very weak and her health kept detirorating during pregnancy."These relevations made Ritha gasp with surprise and sorrow while a look of pa
Days were passing blissfully for Justus with his mother. He couldn't contain his happiness when Ritha handed her small sword to him. He made some incoherent patterns in the air with the help of his mother and squealed in delight. He had seen his father with a big sword at times and his little heart bursted with joy holding a small replica of it.His smile was defying the sunshine easily and seeing her son smile, Ritha's heart felt that all the dangers of the palace were worth it.Justus's wounds from the day of arrow attack were healed but they had left their impressions on his soft hands. Right now, Justus was sitting in Ritha's lap after a tiring day with his little sword. He was fascinated with the idea of it, though Ritha didn't allow him to hold it on his own as she was afraid that he would hurt himself.Out of the blue, he took the free drape of Ritha's saree and covered his face as if hiding behind it. He tried to m
The pool of people was big enough for lady to drown in. It felt like searching a distinct rain water which suddenly mixed in the flowing river leaving no trace of it's unique persona behind. His eyes were helplessly roaming around in every direction for a mere glance of her but it wasn't just possible. He was animatedly catering through the crowd sometimes getting a push or two on his shoulder. People were conscious enough to give him space but the crowd was too much to handle.The pitter patter of people was proliferating by each passing second and deafening sound of trumpets and drums around were creating a catastrophic hurricane in his mind which was squeezed with heavy thoughts and emotions. He took a three sixty degree turn but alas! All faces were covered with mask leaving their only penetrating eyes visible. She was nowhere to be found raking Augustus's vexation.People around him w
While Aurelius was tensed with worrisome news, celebration on the street of Florence was on it's peak and to say that Augustus was centre of attraction and precisely of ladies, wouldn't be wrong. The common women were in awe seeing their Prince Augustus's charismatic personality and though his face was covered, partial glimpse of his smiling lips was enough for them to gush over. A group of five young maiden happened to stand beside him and a flustered look became prominent on their face when Augustus politely smiled through his armor. Their youthful looks glowed up with happiness at such a small gesture of him. Apart from their daily hectic schedule of working on the field and running household chores, it was a refreshment day for them. All of them were dressed in the best piece of cloth they could afford.In fact, they stitched their masks on own and expecte
(Special chapter on Ritha's pregnancy) Heavily pregnant Rithambara was having a tough time managing all her emotions. The random jolts of how Justus would react would fetch an extreme amount of anxiety to her. Augustus had tried to calm her many a times, still, she couldn't come up with the courage to let her son know about pregnancy.The little heartbeat in her stomach was beautifully rhyming with her happiness chord, yet fear was also an addled factor. She looked at her son, sleeping soundly, next to her. Augustus was ecstatic when he found that he was about to have another child and so was Ritha. When happiness settled down, a challenge galloped them. A challenge of breaking down this news to their four year old son, Justus. Her husband had his arms wrapped around Justus's little form and he like their boy, he too was sleeping while slee
His lips curved upwards after looking at those cushy aqua blue eyes. Certainly, painter had used an occult shade of blue to paint those enchanting eyes because he could feel himself going in an unending trance.He titillated his hands over the portrait of young lady's waist brunettes locks. Her fair, smooth pink skin was invoking sordid thoughts within his mind and he could just imagine, what it would feel like to touch her in real. Even before he could fathom his words, he ended up speaking it out loud, " what a beautiful portrait of this beauty! "Adger, ruler of Britannia ( Britain), could see that shining fascination in his son's eyes and to say the least, it was dangerous.He warned him, " this portrait doesn't even justify half her beauty but it's futile to even think of her. She's daughter of most powerful Rex, Augustus. "' Not even half her beauty? 'That certainly caught
Rithambara's heart squeezed in pain seeing her little boy curled up emptied stomach on the bed. His midnight, curly hair was falling on forehead while his lips were a bit pouted. Tear stained cheeks were telling the saga of his cries and she could feel her own eyes watering. Every royal member had had the dinner and it was only her and Abhi who couldn't gulp down even a single morsel. One in anger and other in pain.Keeping the dinner plate on the table, she went on Abhi's bed and caressed his cheeks. She flared her soft hands through his hair and kisses his eyes which were closed. How innocent he looked in sleep! No matter what, at the end, he was her youngest and apple of her eyes. Though she loved Justus and Eirene equally, Abhi had inherited her features and he reminded her so much of her Indian backgrounds. Though he never wore Dhoti or Indian attires apart from festivals , she knew he was the most handsome Indian Prince.Two years back when she had go
' Filthy daughter of traitors.'Such harsh words stabbed her porcelainheart and her eyes welled up with fat tears but, she refrained them from falling down. Closing eyelids, she tried to pacify the flaring anger shooting through her body. She adored Abhi but his snobbish nature always agitated her. She was about to snarl a harsh comment but, a sudden, sharp cry compelled her to look at the youngest Prince. A smirk appeared on her lips when she found Queen Rithambara twisting Abhi's ear.Meanwhile Rithambara was highly infuriated with her son's behavior. Few minutes back, she was worried as he hadn't returned back to palace for afternoon meal but, after hearing such painful words from Abhi's mouth made her heart bleed. She felt as if it was a stab on her ethics and morals. She had no knowledge of source which had encrypted such hurtful words in his mind. She had never used words like 'filth' yet, her n
Laying in arms of her husband, with unorganized thoughts, raw emotions was the best feeling ever for her. She was enjoying warmth radiating from Augustus's chest and a dazzling smile from him contributed to the peaceful ambience. Occasions like this were very rare where she forgot her responsibilities to savour something so special. On most of the days, more like nights, he was out on trade or pacifying kingdom's matters but tonight, it was a leisure feast for both under dim light cascading from chandelier hung on the roof of their luxurious room.Soaked rose and Jasmine petals were fragmenting the room and accompanied the aroma of love. Ah! That heavenly feeling of Augustus running hands through her hair like playing with violin cord was all she ever wanted. She came out of reverie when Augustus suddenly flipped her on the cozy bed and covered her with his body. Soon, she was a slithering mess under his pleasant tortures. She intervened her hands with him
Tiny footsteps were hurrying through the corridors without any care of the yellings behind him. He was huffing and puffing but definitely not willing to lose. His wavy mid night black hair were bouncing, at times, covering his little face.He was fighting tooth and nail but the compact metal sword in his hand was making his forehead break into sweats. The sharp shine of the sword had attracted him in the very first glance but his mother never allowed him to touch it and even had hidden it. Sister Eirene, brother Justus, everyone had their small, slightly curved, metallic and shining sword but he had none. The very thought used to make him frown. Neither his cries nor his pleas of holding had worked on Rithambara but after all, he found it. He giggled loudly when his little brain pictured the morning incident. His mother thought that he was asleep in cot when she hid that shining, fascinating thing under the thick mattres
Aqua blue eyes shone with mirth at her father's intelligent move of removing opponent's queen in chess. Light breeze was sweeping her brunette hair in irregular pattern. A hearty, victorious giggle filled in the surrounding space and soft, yet, delighted voice chirped in, " Father! We will win. " Augustus removed his eyes from chess and looked at his replica and laughed along with her. His heart swelled with happiness looking at his daughter, Eirene whose smile was charming enough to make morning birds sing. This six summers old young lady owned every inch of his heart.Just like her name, her persona radiated peace. He spoke with same enthusiasm as his daughter's, " Yes, Eirene. Seems so. " Princess Eirene giggled and clapped her hands which was interrupted by her mother's voice, " Daughter, we shouldn't celebrate early. Seems like your father's king is out, summoning our win. "
Thanks to everyone who kept patience by reading and voting chapter by chapter. ❤Augustus was numb.' Maybe he's speaking the truth. Maybe he should die. 'Negative thoughts fogged his rational thinking while a tear spilled out of his eyes. It was Cassius who was handcuffed but it felt as if it was his soul and mind which was grappled with guilt.Aurelius had his jaws clenched and he knew very well that what that old man was trying to do. He was manipulating Augutsus. Therefore, he shook his shoulder with force and for the first time, addressed him with his name, " Augutstus! Remember, a calm sea doesn't make a skilled sailor. Life is throwing adversities because you're strong enough to handle it. Don't think about this dog! You've to look after Justus and Highness Rithambara. You can't just die. "Augustus revived a bit of his sense hearing to Aurelius's words. H
I thought it'll be the last chapter but Bruh! It's longer than I thought ! Here's the chapter! Next one will be soon if I get votes. When King Cassius arrived in Frosinone after defeating Naples, he was pleasantly shocked. It was army of Florence, his dear son in law. He smirked thinking about poor Augustus as soldiers were laying dead smudged in red liquid.' Did any one of the small neighborhouring state killed half of his army? 'Crown of Rome started shimmering in his mind. He was thrilled by it and his army men paraded further with relaxed attitude but oh man! How wrong they were! ( P. S. - chapter 63 Madder root strategy) In the middle of everything, Sicilians didn't understand what actually happened but as they were crossing the sea of dead bodies, they started falling down. A deep, deadly cut was made on the