His Delicate Queen

The brutal reality

"kya chal rha hai kuch samajh nhi aarrha humko." She said again as they stepped in a lavish bungalow. A very small place to stay if compared with their palace but very beautiful and positive.

"Abhi security issues bohout jyaada badh gye hai... Isliye dono palace mein rehna safe nahi hai." He said carrying some stuff inside wich was already loaded in the car that they changed.

"Kaise security issues." She frowned as they sat on the couch in living room maintaining unnecessarily huge distance.

"Khan palace mein kuch weapons mile with the seal of enemy kingdom. I am sure they are planning something. The same weapons were found in the Ibrahim palace too. Isliye waha rehna abhi keliye safe nahi hai. Until and unless that matter doesn't get solved we are to stay here." He explained without meeting her gaze with his fingers furiously typing away something on his phone. He took a deep breath and rubbed his face. Shehnaaz pouted as she thought atleast now she'll get some reaction from him but got none. She was tired now.

"Ye...voh... Luggage rakhne mein madad kardenge...matlab dono ke kapde hai aur mein bhi thaki hui hu pehlese isliye..." She tried again as she tiredly leaned back on the couch.

"Tum apne lagaalo, mere mein dekhlunga...aur yaha pe koi servants honewale nahi hai to adat daal do." He said as he went to the balcony blabbering something on his phone. Shehnaaz's eyes almost teared up at his ignorance for fucks sake they would be staying together after 2years. And he was acting like he doesn't really give a damn about it. Does he not cares for her now? Is he not anymore interested in her? Does her health not concerns him anymore? Does he not love her anymore? She sobbed lightly still gazing at him who was in the attached balcony still speaking over phone. His back was facing her. She furiously wipped off her tears. Even she don't give a damn. Let him be.

After few minutes he came back and picked both of the bags and walked upstairs.

"Kamra upar hai kya." She asked cutely as she followed him upstairs.

"Haa..." He replied coldly. Once reached he opened the door and she smiled admiring the room. He took a chance to steal few glances of her beautiful face. He smiled seeing her smile and then he felt like a scoundrel when he saw her red eyes. She cried. He sighed and quietly kept suitcases on the couch. He took his clothes and went in loo to change. He changed and came out too see her laying on the bed covered with quilt the windows she opened as soon as they enter were bestowing them chilled breez and she slept like a baby inside the quilt, with her teeth clattering against each other.

"Sidharth..." She almost whimpered opening her drowsy eyes.

"Haa...kya karu..." He was quick to respond and this was the first time since morning that they looked properly at each other. His eyes shown concern and hers tiredness.

"Woh khidki bandh karo aur ac bhi. Thand lagrhi hai bohout jyada. Aur ek aur kambal hoga to dedo please." She spelled in shaky voice. She was cold. He sighed and closed the windows as well as ac and was going downstairs to close all the doors when she stopped.

"Naa jaaye sidharth, ek hi kamre mein rehlete hai hume dar lagta hai akele..." She said, no! Almost cried. And sidharth couldn't pretend anymore. He didn't wanted her to cry more now.

"Nahi naaz... Kahi nahi jaa rhe..." He said coming towards her and pushing the hair back from her face when he felt her body warm than usual.

"Bas darwaaze lock karke aate hai... Tum so jao hmm... Aate hai hum bas 2 minute." He said, he so wanted to kiss her forehead but cancelled the idea and went downstairs. He came back up to her right on the 2nd minute. He quickly took out two more blankets which were already placed in the cupboard and went to her. He laid beside her facing her. She wasn't asleep but her eyes remained closed. He pulled over one more. Blanket on her delicate frame and carssed her cheek making her open her eyes.