ruhanika Pratap Singh : After 7 generation the royal family of pratapgarh was bless with a daughter... Who was considerate as noting but the blessings of goodness Durga... From household to arts , from horse riding to sword fighting , from knowledg...
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Marriage..... The beautiful relationship between two people who connect them through their soul... How beautiful it is ?... the more it is sweet... the more it is sour...... And the worst it can be bitter too....
How i wish for a loving man in my prayers... how many times i had dream about my marriage.... being in bridal lehnga... having my hands full of Heena... How my family must had enjoy my marriage..... But everything turns out unpredictable.. the marriage alredy happen without my bridal lehnga , without my heena hands and lastly without my precious family...
Everything happens fast tiring me physically as well as mentally... As after taking a hot bath i relax my muscles and finally lay on the bed on my stomach opening the thick threads of my blouse.... I Waited for an attendee to apply medicinal paste on my back wound as I close my eyes making myself comfortable But the sudden sound of footsteps startled me as i immediately sit on the bed placing my hand on the blouse not letting it fall...
I look up only to find him entering in the chamber.... As there was barrier of white net curtain between us.....
"What are you doing here ?" I ask as he cleare his throat before ordering "Privacy" as the attendee in my chamber bow to him leving both of us alone....
I supress my hands over my blouse as he try to part the curtains away... "Don't..." I said making him stop on his track as i continue "what do you want ? And Why are you here... in my chamber ?"
A chuckle left his mouth before i can assume he was smirking..... "if you forget princess them let me remind you.... We are married and it will not be appreciate if i leave MY chamber tonight..."
Married... That's doesn't need to remind me as i myself can't forget how he held my wrist literally dragging me to the temple in palace for marriage.... And the fact of having our wedding night today... Literally makes my mind tangled with if and buts.... He seems nice but i can't trust a man whom I just meet today.... What if he try to do something inappropriate ? I didn't even had my champa with me... But the main problem occurs here is my blouse how will I tie it knowing my wound is still fresh...
The sudden voice of parting curtains caught my attention.. i held my blouse more tightly before taking my dupata over it.... "Please leave" i said politely looking at his face.... as i don't want to wake his arrogant self and argue with him.. i am alredy tired....
"Princess , it will be not good if i leave this chamber tonight" he repeated his words and somehow he was right.... A prince leaving the chamber of his newly wedded bride will just an another unreasonable hot topic for palace... And will surely end up questioning over our relationship....
I look up at him while his eyes were stuck at something and that something was my bare shoulder as my blouse's slave were falling from one side.... I adjust it before glaring at him.... While he just smirk before sitting too close to me making me back away Little.... as there was a sudden change in environment....
the sound of dragger opening was heard as my breath hitch when he placed an dragger under my chin... i forward my uninjured hand to protest him but he pin it over my back while his face come too close to mine... completely trapping me.... I breath out glaring at him as he was just smirking.... What this man upto ? Is he trying to kill me ?... That too on our wedding night ?....
"Is it your ?" He ask as I nodded glancing at my champa....
"It's beautiful" his deep and sexy voice was the reason i was loosing myself in him... As he trace the dragger on my face... sliding the stands of hair out of my face.... i closed my eyes feeling his breath on my lips.... that raise in heartbeats and sence of nervousness.... Everything was giving me an weird foreign felling in my stomach...... Which i was finding beautiful...
"Is it given by someone ?" The question left from his mouth and i open my eyes quickly staring into his.... I still remember that dragger 'my champa' was given by my stranger saviour with an unsaid promise... But why was he asking ?...
i blink once as i again stare in his eyes.... his eyes are same as him.... deep hazel green..... Was it him ?.... No it can't possible...? He was a commoner while The great arrogant prince abhiraj Singh Rathore will not roam as commoner.....
"It's none of your business.., prince" The words split out of mouth with the touch of arrogance.... but the sudden pain in my back make me whimper in pain as i cling more on his body hiding my face in his well built chest.... He just placed a hot dragger on my wound in back..... And i didn't even realise when he heat my dragger .......
"Everything related to you is my business princess... You are ruhanika abhiraj Singh Rathore.., don't forget that.." he whispers near my ear making me feel goosebumps all over my body as my name was sounding sexy from his mouth.... Don't know whether it is his voice or my name... Everything was hypnotizing me... As with the last sence i close my eyes in his embrace... Calling it a day off...
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Can you guys suggest any name for ruhanika and abhiraj's ship.....?
