The King of suryagarh (on hold)

Welcome of the king of Suryagarh

The suryagarh is all ready to welcome their warrior king, Sidharth Mahendra Singh, son of great warrior Mahendra Dev Singh, who taught him everything from sword fighting to horse riding, from ruling the state to ruling the heart of the people, he earned it all with his hard work and his father helps, at the age of eighteen he lost his father due to illness......

The happiness of the people knows no bounds everyone is busy in preparing to welcome their king and especially her....

" shehnaaz....." shittal yelled coming into the palace kitchen.

" you scared me shittal abhi namak zyada ho jata na,"

" ha ha humein malum hai unhe bilkul bhi zyada namak pasand nh hai" she ignored her rents focusing on her work, finally he is coming back after six months, six months of distance and only her heart knew what these past six months were like...

" acha woh mehel ke dawar pe aane wale hai" she dismisses all her work dusting off her hands and runs into the gallery of the palace, and numerous stairs to reach the terrace, her breathing fastening as she rested her hand on the wide borders, her eyes searching for him...but the view was very small, she heard the loud voices of drums and the clarinet which means they can reach any moment on the main door.

" you should get ready for him, after all he is coming back after so long" Shittal suggested.

" khuch bhi, humne Tej kaka se parso hi ye naya joda silwaya hai"

" par ispe toh haldi ka daag lag gya" her face falls, she saved a small portion of money every month only to purchase the dress of his favourite colour and she ruined it...

" koi baat nh dupatte se chupa loongi, ab itne paise toh nh hai humare pass ki roz naye jode pehne"

" you will be a queen one day, The king is madly in love with you, I saw from my own eyes and felt it too" shittal said trying to cheer her Freind foul mood.

" Shehnaaz what are you doing here the queen's mother is looking for you for the past ten minutes, she needs your help" one of the maids informed her, she hurried away like an air.

" you called me??" she asked huffing loudly.

" kaunsi daud laga kar aa rhi hai aap??" she questioned.

" bs aise hi.."

" acha ek kaam kre puja ki thali tayar kare aur humare saath chle, Woh bas phuchte honge" she can feel the excitement in her tonne.
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Her heart beat fastly as she saw him jumping from the horse smiling at his public while coming towards his mother, he seems tired yet very handsome and his smile always took her heart away, the loud sloganeer could be heard making her proud of him... He bends down taking the blessing of his mother, shehnaaz forwards the plate of puja to her but he didn't give her a one glance...may be he was not able to register her figure, she thoughts..

" Maa sa wait for a minute" he uttered going back and at that moment she saw a palanquin, she doesn't want to believe it and think what's going to take place...he loves you...yes he does she repeated in her heart.

He forwarded his hand and a hand filled with bangles and Heena placed on his wide and rough palm... A women clad in red lehnga covering her face with a veil and heavy gold jewelleries steps forward with him shattering her all dreams, her balance Shaked but handled by shittal on time , the tears filled in her eyes blurring the vision, her ears wanted to deny what she heard next.

" Maa sa she is my wife Nandni, the princess of Jaipur " The loud gasped of people echoed in shocked but the next second it's feels with joy and excitement, the sound of drums became louder.

" Shehnaaz!!!" the queen's mother called her several times breaking her trance and thoughts.

" j..ji.." she replied mending her broken voice and heart.