Slayer turned Saviour

The vision getting clearer...

Amongst the ragged breathing and the burning heat between them, their lips were about to touch when.....

"Your highness! May I come in?"

The moment they heard Madhav's voice, the trance was broken and they realised the position they were in. They drifted apart in an instant and started looking everywhere except at each other.

"Your highness!" Again they heard Madhav's voice.

Why is no one answering? He saw Prince Aryan's sword outside and thought that if sword was there means he was also there. Even though they were friends, he never entered his chamber too without his permission.Maybe I should go and check in if he is fine or not.

"Your highness I am coming in." Madhav yelled.

Aryan realised the condition they were in and yelled, "NO Madhav. I am fine. Is there any problem?"

"No your highness. Your majesty was calling you and Bhabhi to the living area."

"You may go. We will be there in a moment." They heard the retreating footsteps of Madhav.

There was a complete silence. No one dared to speak anything. Let apart speaking, they were not even meeting each other's eyes. Prince picked his kurta and wore it. Imlie was standing few steps afar, her back facing towards Aryan.

"Madhav is gone." Aryan spoke. He was also looking in a different direction.

Imlie hummed.

"We should also leave. Maa is waiting." Prince Aryan was framing each and every sentence carefully after a pause. He did not want to utter anything foolish to make the situation more perplexing than it already was.

Imlie hummed again and started moving towards stable gate with her eyes still down.

She was at almost at the gate, when Aryan spoke, "Do you really want to go?"

"Huh?" Imlie's eyes widened. Her cheeks were still flustered.

Is he asking to stay? Seriously?

"I know we have to but do you want to leave things incomplete like this? It does not appear....appropriate."

Incomplete? Appropriate? Imlie's eyes widened.

"What is wrong with you, your highness? How can you....describe it in words?"

"What is wrong in talking about it?"

Her back was still towards him. She turned her head slightly and chided, "How can you be so shameless, your highness?"

Shameless?

"Seriously Imlie? I do not think I mentioned anything which is shameless. As a matter of fact, I am asking you that we have to be thorough with it, so that no one asks us about anything." He walked towards her slowly.

Hearing his forwarding footsteps, she turned around and pointed his finger at him, "But why will anyone be interested in what we...."

"Stories spread fast here Imlie. That is why I am saying we should cover the entire...uhmm..entire thing while no one is watching?"

Imlie took a step back and spoke, "Haww....."

"What hawww Imlie? Do you want to do it in front of the entire family?" Aryan was annoyed now.

Why is she asking so many questions? The situation is already awkward as it is.

"Besharam....Do you have any shame or not? How can you ask me to...? It is so embarrassing to even talk about it."