"You were snoring. Like a wounded animal," Ahankara said through a clenched jaw, glaring at him accusingly.
"What?" Yashvir asked in disbelief. "Seriously? Like a wounded animal?"
"Yes, like a wounded animal," Ahankara replied.
"So you just woke me up? Because I was snoring?"
"Yes. Obviously. What else did you expect?" She narrowed her eyes.
Yashvir stared at her for a moment, before shifting closer to her, making her frown. He then said softly, "You know, my Love, I'm actually going to be King very soon. So I have a million responsibilities to take care of, a lot of burdens, stress. I really need to sleep properly to take care of those." He gave her a small smile. "So next time, do not wake me up just because I'm snoring," he snapped suddenly, glaring at her. Ahankara flinched at the sudden change of tone, before glaring at him.
"You claim to love me more than anything, a
Yashvir touched the small cut on his cheek, and brought his finger before his eyes to find blood. Maharani Hansa Bai's royal ring had really left a mark on his face. And it stung."What have I done?" Yashvir raised an eyebrow. "What were you about to do, Maa Sa?" He questioned in disbelief. His jaw was clenched, and his fists were now balled on his sides."What else did you expect? Do you know the manner in which she was talking to me?" Hansa Bai glared at Ahankara, who quietly moved to the side, allowing herself to be completely blocked from view by Yashvir's large figure."I know. I was right outside, listening to the conversation," Yashvir stated, crossing his arms."And still you're questioning my actions?" Hansa Bai narrowed her eyes into slits."Of course. Not a single word that she said was wrong, Maa Sa. Not even one. And even if you felt offended by any of it, you could h
"Get off me! What are you doing?" Ahankara yelled, making Yashvir cover her mouth. He leaned in, and placed his lips close to her ear."I don't need you to be asleep in order to take advantage of you, my Love. I'm very much capable of doing so when you're still awake, whilst you're staring at me with those beautiful brown eyes of yours. The reason I do not do anything, is not because I can't. It's because I love you. So never accuse me of disrespecting you in that manner again, or I'll show you what I can actually do."Ahankara stared at him with wide eyes, her heart knocking at her ribs wildly. Her body was trembling out of fear, and even after he let go of her and stood up, the fear did not leave her body. She sat up, hugging herself, as she stared at him in shock, her breath heavy."Relax," Yashvir said, rolling his eyes."Get out," Ahankara whispered."Huh?" Yashvir raised an eyebrow.
Ahankara slowly opened her eyes, as the dim light shone upon her face, slowly pulling her into consciousness. She tried to breathe through her nose, but it was still blocked, and even though she felt well rested, she could still feel pain in her legs. She shifted slightly, and her face collided into something, which was definitely not a pillow. It took her a moment to remember the previous night, and her eyes widened when she did. She gasped and sat up, shuffling away from Yashvir.She tilted her head slightly to see him properly, and frowned when she found him fast asleep. He was in a half-way sitting position, and his head was dangling to the side in an extremely uncomfortable way. She thought of leaving him the way he was, but remember the way he had cared for her the previous nights. Even despite her struggles and objections, he had remained adamant on being there for her, and even though she hated him with all her heart, she could not help but appreci
"But I'm not letting go of you," Yashvir stated."Fine.""I'm never letting go of you."Ahankara looked up at him, blinking, as her mouth parted slightly at his words. She did not know how to respond, so she looked down. Her gaze happened to fall upon her hand, that was still holding onto his arm, and she let go, stepping away from him. Ahankara hugged herself, and turned around to continue walking, but Yashvir caught hold of her arm. She didn't turn around, but froze in her position."What?" Ahankara questioned.Yashvir caught hold of her other arm as well, and pulled her backwards, making her back collide into his chest. She gasped, and immediately tried to get away from him, but he pulled her back once again."What are you-""Shh," he whispered softly in her ear, his warm breath arising goosebumps on the back of her neck. "I told you I'm not letting you
As soon as she saw who it was, a gasp escaped her mouth, and a huge smile spread across her lips. Tears instantly formed in her eyes, as she covered her mouth in happiness."Neha!" She whispered in disbelief."Khamma Ghanni Rajkumari," Neha grinned, as tears left her eyes as well. She opened her arms for Ahankara, who readily pulled her into a hug, sobbing into her shoulder. Meanwhile Yashvir watched them from a distance, a small smile on his face. Ahankara pulled away from the hug, and cupped her cheeks."How are you? How's everyone at home? Who brought you here? Did Bhai Sa send you?" She asked in excitement."Calm down, calm down," Neha laughed, placing her hands on Ahankara's shoulders. "I've been miserable, obviously. The Palace felt like hell to me without you, Rajkumari. You didn't even write to me!" She complained."I haven't been getting much time, Neha, and I've been unwell the p
"You understood what you have to do, right?""Yes, Mahar-""Shut up," the woman scolded. "Do not utter my title. No one should know about this.""Don't worry," the man nodded, smirking. "No will find out.""Good," the woman smiled, an evil spark in her eye. "Go now. And be careful no one sees you leave from my room."- - - -Ahankara stood in the balcony attached to her room, staring down at the luscious, vast gardens of the Palace. She had grown up to believe that the gardens of Adibar were the most beautiful gardens in the entire world, but after coming to Kalang she had realized just how wrong she was. The Palace gardens there were just breath-taking, the variety of flowers commendable. She sighed, captivated by the stunning view, before she looked up, at the starry night sky.How could the world be so beautiful? Everything around her w
"I need to know!" Yashvir's voice echoed through the courtroom, making everyone flinch, including Ahankara who stood beside him. The entire staff of the Palace was present there, as well as each member of the Royal Family, and the nobles who spent most of the time within the Palace walls.Yashvir walked down the raised platform that his throne was set on, and made his way to his mother. "How could you let this happen, Maharani Sa?" He addressed her formally, as he spoke like the Yuvraj of Kalang, and not the son of Hansa Bai."Yuvraj," Hansa Bai said softly, her tone calm and composed. "It must have been a coincidence, why would anyone deliberately try to harm Rajkumari Ahankara?""Because the people within these walls," Yashvir said loudly, his gaze shifting to Rani Aaradhya, who was standing in the corner, her gaze stuck on the floor, "do not like her very much." He walked towards her, and stopped right in front of her,
"The coronation is tomorrow! Not a year later! Hurry up all of you!" The voice of the head maid echoed throughout the walls of the Palace, as the entire staff was busy working on something or the other.Ahankara walked around the hallways, watching the beautiful decorations in awe. She had witnessed a coronation before, her brother's, but it had not been so large scale. Back in Adibar, most things were a lot toned down as compared to Kalang. Kalang was not only powerful, it was also dramatic.Lost in her thoughts, as she turned the corner, Ahankara accidentally bumped into someone. She stepped back, apologizing."It's alright, Rajkumari," a silky, deep voice answered. Ahankara's eyes met with gray ones, and she felt her heart skip a beat at how beautiful they were. "I am the one at fault. I wasn't looking where I was going. Please forgive me." His words sounded pleading, yet his tone was absolutely calm as he looked her in
Few Months Later"You okay?" Yashvir asked softly, pulling Ahankara to his chest."Yeah," she whispered, her gaze downcast."Look at me," he demanded, brushing her hair away from her face. Ahankara hesitated, but obliged, her glassy eyes meeting with his concerned ones. "Hey, my Love," Yashvir frowned, pulling her into a hug. She held onto his shirt, and sniffed, as tears left her eyes. "Ahankara... Stop crying my Beautiful Rose. I don't like your tears, you know that.""Hmm," she mumbled, but continued to shake with silent cries."Ahankara, you know this had to happen one day, right?" He asked. "She had to go some day.""I know, but it still hurts. I miss her so much already," Ahankara muttered, burying her face into his chest.He caressed her back, and the back of her head, hoping to calm her down. "If I had known this would happen, I wo
"I knew it was of no use! I knew it! Why would you listen to me, after all? I've never truly believed in you before this," he said, scowling. He wiped away his tears, and turned around, storming to the door of his bedroom. He opened it and was about to walk out, when a small, soft voice fell upon his ears, making him freeze."Y-Yashvir?"His eyes widened and his breath caught in his throat, as he slowly turned around. His gaze fell directly upon Ahankara, whose eyes were open now, and staring back at him. A tear of happiness left his eye, and he instantly rushed to her, taking her hands into his."Are you okay? God I missed you so much," he whispered, leaning in and kissing her forehead."Wh-what happened?" Ahankara whispered, frowning. "I don't... I..." She trailed off."Wait, let me get the doctor," Yashvir said in alarm, running to the door. He ordered a guard outside to fetch the docto
A Week Later Yashvir entered the room, his jaw clenched as tears pricked his vision. His lower lip quivered and he pursed his lips, looking away from Ahankara's sleeping self and taking in a deep breath. He slowly made his way to her, and sat down beside her, unsure of what to do. The only thing he knew was, his wife was in a coma, and there was nothing he could do to help her. All his wealth as a King, his power, his physical strength, nothing would prove helpful. He was completely helpless as he stared at her closed eyes, her unmoving body.A sob escaped his lips and tears fell from his eyes, as he leaned down and placed his head on her shoulder. Hearing the sound of her breathing, and feeling her heart beat calmed him down slightly, reminding him that he had not lost her completely. She could still wake up, still come back to him."Ahankara," he said softly, sniffing, as he took her ha
"I don't understand, Kunwar Sa. Why would you choose me?" Neharika whispered, a tear escaping her eye. "You could choose any beautiful Princess, anyone at all... Why me?""Why is it so hard for you to admire yourself?" Ranvijay frowned. He walked up to her, and gently took her arms, turning her around so she would face him. "I like you. I like everything about you. Your simplicity, your wit, your grace. You, Neharika. I don't care about any fancy Princess out there, about anyone who isn't you. Because you're the one I want in my life.""Your family would never acce-""It's a good thing I don't have any family then, right?" Ranvijay cut her off. "I only have an Uncle, and his family. And they don't have anything to say to me, they don't care. They mind their own business, I mind mine.""But what if-""Shh," Ranvijay placed his index finger on her lips, making her silent again. "Trust me."
"I'm not playing with her feelings," Ranvijay frowned, crossing his arms over his chest."Bullshit," Yashvir narrowed his eyes at him. "Why else would you be messing around with her? You know she's not a Princess.""So what?" Ranvijay scoffed. "Since when do you care about titles? Even if Ahankara had not been a Princess, I'm sure you would still have married her."Yashvir raised am eyebrow at him. "I would, but are you serious? You wanna marry Neharika?""Look, I haven't decided yet. I need a few days around her, obviously. You tell me, is she nice a girl?" Ranvijay asked."Of course, why else would I be concerned about her? But she cannot handle a Kingdom, that's for sure. She's intelligent, no doubt, but you know Princesses receive certain training since a young age," Yashvir explained."She must have been on Ahankara's side when she received hers," Ranvijay shrugged.
Neharika stood beside Ahankara, throwing flowers at Kabir and Ananya, who walked around the sacred fire, fulfilling their last wedding ritual. Her eyes accidentally met with those of the man standing beside Yashvir, and he smirked, causing her to blush and immediately look away. Realizing that Yashvir was calmly conversing with him, Neharika lightly nudged Ahankara's arm."Yeah?" Ahankara asked softly, turning her head to look at her."Who's he? The man beside Maharaj," Neharika questioned, her voice lowered to a whisper."Who?" Ahankara frowned, looking in his direction. "Oh he. That's Rajkumar Ranvijay Samrat. He's a childhood friend of Yashvir, Ananya and Kabir. He was too busy at the time of our wedding so he couldn't show up. Why are you asking?""He's a Rajkumar?" Neharika asked softly, meeting his gaze again as she felt her heart sink."Yeah... Is everything okay?" Ahankara frowned,
Yashvir walked inside the room, his gaze meeting Ahankara's as she offered him a small, tired smile. He walked up to the bed and sat down beside her, after which everyone else left the room, except the doctor."Is she okay?" Yashvir asked, looking up at the doctor as he took Ahankara's hand in his. "Thank you for showing up on such short notice. The Palace doctor is out of town.""It's an honour, Maharaj. And your wife will be perfectly fine very soon. I would, however, suggest you take special care of her from now on. Such an accident could potentially harm your baby. You're lucky she-""What?" Ahankara and Yashvir said in unison, their expressions mirroring each other's."Did you say baby?" Yashvir asked in disbelief, frowning."Um, yeah," the doctor nodded, smiling. "You two weren't aware? She looks eight weeks to me.""I told you!" Ahankara breathed, her eyes turning g
Ahankara carried the tray of colors to the bed, her lips pressed into a thin line as she tried to suppress her smile. She placed it on the side table, watching to make sure Yashvir was fast asleep. She sat down beside him, careful not to move the bed too much, and took some of the pink color into her hand. Grinning, she slowly brought her hand towards his face, but before she could touch him, Yashvir woke up with a jolt and caught hold of her wrist. Ahankara gasped as he pulled her closer, his eyes narrowed dangerously."What do you think you're doing?" He asked."I... Uh..." She muttered, biting her lip as her gaze flickered from him to her hand, and back to his face. She realize her closed fist was vertically above his cheek, and she grinned before unclenching it, causing the color to fall onto his face."Ahankara!" Yashvir snapped, closing his eyes and scrunching up his nose."Happy Holi," Ahankara smil
Yashvir held onto Ahankara's hand from behind, his other hand resting on her waist. His warm breath tickled her ear as he leaned in to her, placing his chin on her shoulder."Keep your eyes on your target," Yashvir whispered, before he made her swing the sword around. "And then attack.""Hmm," Ahankara replied, her breath hitching and her heart beat pacing. His close proximity was making it difficult for her to focus, and a small, bashful smile stretched across her lips."Keep your grip firm, or the sword will be knocked out of your hands," he said, tightening his fingers around hers. "And don't just use the blade. You can use every part of the sword to your advantage.""How?" Ahankara asked, turning her head to look up at him. He leaned in and touched his nose against hers, gently nudging, before he pressed his lips to hers. She kissed him back, closing her eyes, as she let go of the sword, letting it fal