Kept For Heir

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Do Ignore grammatical and Spelling mistake, the chapter is pened down in a go.

The day followed by night and soon the light blue sky turned dark grey in colour. Princess Anika raised her head a little hearing the click sound of the chamber door, her dark brown eyes were full with tears as she desperately tried to wake her already semi conscious son "Please help me" She begged with tears and tried to look at the face of person who has entered in chamber "He isn't responding, he is burning with fever, I beg you to help my son please" her voice cracked and soon she was sobbing badly clutching her dieing son close to her chest.

"Be quiet, I am trying to help both of you only, but if you will be keep crying and be a mess then I think that's even possible to do so" The maid hissed at her before she turned towards Princess making her gasp in shock, her sob died and she look towards Sara with a lot of hope in eyes.

"Please Sara, I beg you to cure my son, I will do anything you will say, I will be in your debt for my whole life just cure him, I can't see my son dieing in my arms Sara" Princess Anika begged with her both hand joined at her front, her red rimmed eyes were telling her own story of pain and struggle.

"Look Where your craziness has bought You Princess, I have warned you that he is no better, It's all happening because of him, It's all his doing, He is having a good life with his so called Queen and your CHILD and you...." she chuckled before making a tch sound and heading towards  her bed with some herbs in one hand and plate of food in another, She slowly placed the plate on bed beside her laying form and forwarded her hand to take the child from Anika and much to her suprise Princess Anika flinched back, she seemed hesitant to give her child to Sara.

"If you want him to die in your arms the. Keep flinching and hesitating because him dieing due to fever will be thousand time less painful then seeing someone beheading him" Sara said with a smile but that turn into a frown when she see Princess Anika crying once again, No matter how much she try to be hard from outside and make her understand that Anika and her child doesn't mean anything to her but at the end her heart know that they does, no matter how many times she has thought of killing her children for revenge but deep down she always knew that she will not, the only person she want dead is King of Magadh not her Princess not blood of her Princess, She didn't think anything more before she pulled the little infant away from Anika and take a quick look of him.

She checked temperature of child before laying him down on bed and checking his eyes mouth and pulse, " I have heard maids talking about the Prince and before coming here I have went to physician and explained him about the situation, he has given me some medicine to cure my child" She said softly before pulling out a bottom from her skirt and picking a spoon from the plate "And It happens sometimes, he isn't dieing, you had triplet in your womb Princess and in some cases one child borns much weaker as compare to other two sharing your womb, all he need is to be close to you and have proper feeding" Sara smiled looking towards the baby and feed him medicine, she wiped him for lowering his temprature and much to their amazement that worked, the temprature came down a little bit and the child once again start breathing normally.

"You are going to eat by yourself or I need to push the food down your throat Princess" She teased Anika making her smile.

"Why?"

"Because It's me who is responsible for all this, and no matter what I will not let a single harm come upon you and my niece and nephews".

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King Shivay cuddle his little daughter close to his chest with sadness evident in his eyes, his heart ached to cuddle the mother of the little daughter he is holding in his arms, sadness clouded his mind as he glanced towards his little son sleeping peacefully in his cradle , the thought of something happening to them and the one he hasn't even seen yet squeezed his heart painfully, tears brimmed in his eyes when his daughter little palm hit him on his face like slapping him for his failure in protecting her mother and them from the danger and ugliness of this palace, and slowly a stray tear slide down from his eyes and he tightened his grip more on the baby in his arms, his moment with his daughter broke when he heard upcoming footstep towards his chamber, he gently placed his daughter beside her brother and wiped away the lone tears before taking his seat back on the chair beside their cradle.