Prince's Hidden Page: A Forbidden Romance

46 • Payal's Self Guilt

Weeks later

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Payal

Days have passed, and so many changes have happened in life since we have left the palace. There's a lingering sorrow. My life was always like this but what happened to rajkumar Veer, wasn't anything which i could accept. Did Rajkumar Veer ever think that he would be separated from his own kingdom? From his own family ? And did I ever imagine that my fate would be tied to the prince of the palace in such a way?

I felt lucky for having his love with me but truly, deep down I was dying with guilt. I am selfish woman who snatched everything from the person who gave me everything.

I don't understand whether to consider the day we met as a good day or the worst nightmare. Because everything started from there.

This thought kills me everyday. When I get memory of that day when maharaj showed his sword to me, announced that he will kill me, all the organs of my body gets a shock.

Rajkumar veer didn't care about his life , his status or anything. He just stood by my side. Saved me. Twice. Gave me a new life and earned a hell for himself. And i snatched the prince tag from him.

Really fate plays so bad for everyone.

Somedays have passed and we came far away from Chandrapur. Only we know how the days went by.

We have come to a small village, crossing two jungles. Nobody really knows us here. A people recognised veer ji and requested us to stay with them.

But veer ji denied. He wanted to lead a life like normal human being. He really really left his royalty.

By the grace of God, we have found a place to live in this small village. People are good here. They helped us to live. Rajkumar Veer has also found a work to earn now. But looking at his hardwork, i feel bad. He was a prince of a big palace but now working like a common man to earn a living.

He was cutting the brunches of a tree to sell them in market. Yes, that's how we live now.

A tear escaped from my eyes when i looked at him from the window.

His weathered hands gripped the rusty saw, sweat dripping from his brow as he labored under the scorching sun. Each stroke of the saw sliced through the wood.

The sharp sound echoed through the air, slicing my heart as well.

I forgot that I was infront of the oven. "Ahh" i winced in pain and jerked my hands away as soon as possible, as by mistake I touched the hot surface of the rice pan.

I was dipped in the world of my thoughts but suddenly now I was away from it.

I sighed and turning off the oven, slowly stepped out of the cottage. Led my legs to the open ground where rajkumar veer was cutting the trees.

" Rehne dijiye... itna kaafi hai...andar chaliye dhoop bohot zyada hai". I said lowly. These days I feel ashamed of talking to him because I was reason of everything which is happening now

( Leave it.. this is enough... let's get inside, it's too hot here)

Maybe he can't understand, he's too blind to see that the woman he loved, turned out to be the biggest curse of his.

Loving me turned out to be his sin.

" Thoda aur baki hai Payal...tum jao hum ate hai"

( I have little more left here...you go inside.. I'll come soon)

He told me, denied to leave this.

I sighed. I didn't tell him anything anymore. Maybe he no more feels like of listening to me and I didn't want to force too.