Till Life Bring Us Together... {COMPLETED}

Chapter 1

A/N: I'm an amateur writer. There'll be a lot of mistakes. A lot. I'm not one of those fortunate people who are like 'This is my first story on Wattpad' and their stories are perfection. I'm not that. I had to work hard to come upto this stage and I have to work a lot harder to reach upto their level. All I want you to do is give this story a chance. A chance, that's all I need. Thank you. Hope you enjoy. And this story is MELODRAMATIC! Warned ya!

And this book is copyrighted so please don't copy it.

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Falling in love for the first time is as sweet as honey,
Falling out of love is as bitter as medicine,
But falling in love for the second time is sweeter, just like nectar.

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"He's worthless."

"He's incapable."

"We might as well surrender the throne to Waheed's son Sulaiman!"

The Empire's court was in absolute chaos. The fourth emperor of the Sultanate was dead. The Sultanate was fragile now and the enemies were at bay sharpening their claws as to when they can shred the kingdom into pieces like a hungry wolf. And in such a weak moment the council was arguing on whether to make the deceased emperor's brother, Jellal, the emperor or not.

Once upon a while Jellal would've made an excellent emperor. But now all that he was, was a drunken mess. All he did was carouse with alcohol and with women all day.

"We have no other choice. He has to be made the emperor. Maybe that is the will of God. And if it is then so shall it be." Their leader said in a calm tone.

The council nodded in approval and decided that Jellal would be the fifth emperor of The Great Empire.

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Jellal was awakened roughly from the daze of alcohol. His opened his eye lids to the harsh light inside the room to see a council member standing there.

The councilman cleared his throat.

"What do you want?"

"You are ordered to come to the audience hall immediately."

"Why? Did I do something wrong again? If that's the case then I was in the influence of alcohol and I didn't know what I was doing. Blame it on the alcohol."

The old man just shook his head.
"I am not to discuss it here, please present yourself to the court, you'll be informed accordingly."

Jellal let out a loud yawn not even attempting to cover his mouth. The man gave a foul expression and walked away.

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When Jellal left the room he noticed the sombre environment in the palace. Guards and servants bowed to him. That had him surprised. No one paid him respect since years. They all saw him as nuisance. As an unworthy drunk scum. Then why the sudden respect?

He entered the Audience Hall to see that everyone stood as he entered and bowed. He looked at the peacock shaped throne crested with dazzling precious stones which was empty. His brother, Salim was not in the palace. He was touring the empire. But this day the throne looked not only empty but gloomy.

"Your highness." Said a minister and bowed before him.

All he could do was look at him as if he grew another head.

"Emperor Salim is dead. May his soul rest in peace." Said the head of the council. Everyone muttered rest in peace.

Jellal felt as of a thousand bricks had fell on him. It wasn't true. How could Salim be dead? He was visiting Ajabgarh.