It was nice to write and chat with you all after a long break, Will be back after a short break ❤️ , will try to update once a week .
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She was about to fall when her back collided with a hard chest, her breathe stucked in her throat in worry but relaxed when a hard calloused palm slide across her waist and she inhaled the scent she hates most, her eyes shut as she breathed in relief thankful for his correct timing, but she still hated the man who saved her life not once but twice.
"Pwapaa" A loud scream left from the mouth of two year old Sia, her breathe laboured and lips parted in shock before she fell unconscious in Sara's arm.
Anika wiped away her tears harshly, she placed her palm over his making him inhale sharply, his eyes went to her for a second before they went back on the only alive man out of four 🍀, Anika pulled his hand away from her waist and ran back to Sara, not even giving a single glance towards Aasha or anyone else, her whole white dress was covered by her own blood, and the sharp pain that was on her lower abdomen made her whole lower region feel numb, she took Sara's palm in her and stare little sia for a second before pulling Sara away.
"Let's leave from here" Anika whispered, she looked back for the last time and saw him fighting with the only alive man, her eyed flickered to Aasha who was staring at King Shivay.
"What about this little one Princess?" Sara asked worriedly, Anika's eyes softened as they flicked from Sia's face to Sara.
"We are going to pet her" She joked and chuckled when Sara shook her head positively with a brightest smile on her face, they both disappeared from there.
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"Maharaj" Queen Aasha threw her hands around him , as soon as the body of man fall limp on ground , her hands got wrapped around his chest and she sobbed loudly, his hand went to her hair and he patted her head lightly "It's okay, everything is okay" he whispered and she sobbed more, tightening her grip around him.
"I wass... They were abou...." she cried hard on his chest .
" Nothing happened, You are fine and all good, stop crying Queen Aasha" King Shivay whispered softly before his worried eyes roam around in search of someone, his brows squinted when he failed to locate her.
" Maharaj" Aasha sighed before she fell unconscious in his arms, King Shivay instantly wrapped his arms around her petite waist and climbed on his horse with Queen Aasha in his arms.
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"It doesn't work like this" Sara threw her hand up and glared towards Anika, "that surely wasn't our damm business Princess" She scolded Anika who rolled her eyes, and winched in pain when Sara dabbed her wound harshly .
"Stop it Sara" Anika moaned in pain, her spine, lower abdomen, head everything hurts 'I am already in pain' she winch when Sara put the paste of herbs on her wound.
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Kept For Heir
Historical FictionIt was all easy in her mind when she planned about it, but things have habit to not go in the way they were previously planned, with a mission to kill her brother and herself she stood proudly in court room, but fate had something else in her store...
