Royal Secrets (Shhhh)

Chapter 32. ~ " Hukum, C-Can I H-Hug Y-You ? " ~

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Abhinav left the room with hatred in his eyes, not even glancing back.

Moments later, a bodyguard walked in silently and quickly lifted the unconscious Netra, carrying her away without saying a word.

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"Rana Sa, I've told you a thousand times that the traitor's girl is dangerous. She's the real 'Vishkanya' of this modern era. But you never believed me. Today, I'll show you her true face-her dark side," Abhinav said with frustration as they walked together.

But when they reached the hidden room, they both stopped in surprise. The place was completely empty.

Abhinav looked around in shock. Dhara was nowhere to be seen-not even the bottle of poison he had thrown at her half an hour ago, which she had gulped down. There was no trace of her.

"Dhara, don't try to act smart. No one can save you from Rana Sa's wrath today. You might wear an innocent face, but you're a poisonous weapon. Your game is over!" he shouted, but there was no reply.

Samar stood still, quietly observing everything. He didn't react. His face was calm, almost uninterested.

"Abhinav, where's your Vishkanya now?" Samar finally spoke.

"There's no one here. You dragged me here saying you wanted to show me something important-but it's just an empty room." He laughed, as if finding it ridiculous.

"Rana Sa, do you really think I would lie to you, especially about something so serious? About her?" Abhinav said, frustration growing in his voice. Once again, his plans had failed-and once again, because of Dhara.

"I'm not saying you're lying," Samar replied. "But where is she then? You said you had something to tell me about her. So go ahead, tell me. What difference does it make if she's here or not?"

"You're not understanding the danger," Abhinav said, more seriously. "You think this is a joke. But it's not. It's about your life, Samar! She's a real threat. One day, you'll regret not listening to me."

"Regret? Why would I regret?" Samar asked, frowning. "How can a fifteen-year-old schoolgirl be a danger to me? I know she's Basant Singh's niece, and yes, he betrayed Rajgardh. But that's it. Why drag her into this mess? And about Basant Singh-I could have killed him long ago, but I chose not to. His blood is not worth staining Rajgardh's soil. Don't involve Dhara in his crimes."

Abhinav looked at him in disbelief. "Has she cast a spell on you? Or have you actually fallen for that Vishkanya's beauty?"

"What are you even saying?" Samar snapped.

"Do you even hear yourself? And stop calling her a 'Vishkanya.' What nonsense! Are we living in ancient times? These things don't exist anymore. Even if, for a moment, I believe your theory, she's been with me for ten months-and not once have I felt threatened by her."

He paused and added firmly, "I've made many mistakes in life, Abhinav. But I know how to read people. I would never misjudge someone who could hurt me. So stop chasing shadows. We have real problems to deal with-not imaginary conspiracies."

Abhinav angrily pulled his hand away.

"That girl ran off today, like a coward. I don't have proof yet to expose her real face, but soon I will. I'll drag her down to her knees and she'll beg for death. Just promise me one thing-that you won't hesitate to slit her throat when the time comes," he said in a serious voice, holding out his hand for a promise.

Samar's eyes darkened. "Abhinav, now you're crossing the line. Have you lost your mind?" he said sharply.

"You've known me for twenty-four years. Is this what you think of me? Don't you trust me? As the Maharana of Rajgardh, I give you my word-I will never do anything that would harm Rajgardh's honor."