Raavi - When The Crowned Princess meets The Mafia King.

Frygt

(Frygt is the Danish word for Fear.)

Alexander POV

In that moment, I felt my world slide through my fingers like sand on a beach and fall into the vast expanse, slipping away from me and forever lost among the infinite sand particles of the universe.

The words that Raavi spoke, about the baby and about me, were said as if I was nothing.

The baby meant nothing.

I thought of her as my family, as my world. She was the reason I was going to work every morning instead of taking vacations and using up what my father earned... So my kids could have the best of the world.

And I was just an option. A choice.

Not a priority.

We have a famous icelandic saying 'petta reddast' which means that things always have a way of working out in the end.

I've always lived my life with this motto, and this hope.

I sat there as she left with her mother and eldest brother to go upstairs and his twin brother sat beside me.

I felt suffocated and all I wanted was to leave. This extra huge house, these grand halls and grander, brighter chandelier that were giving me a headache. This kingdom that belonged to her. This country.

On my way here with Tejas, I was excited and wanted nothing more than to see Raavi and take her in my arms. But right now, I wanted to go far-far away from her. As far as humanly possible.

"She doesn't mean it." Tejpartap says, as if reading the storm brewing in my heart.

"Let me be the judge of that." I say putting my face in my hands.

"Do you want to do this? Get married I mean." He says, as I look up. He meant the district magistrate coming personally, instead of us taking an appointment to get our marriage registered.

"I will do it." But I'm not sure if I want to do it, was left unsaid.

"She's been the closest to dad and... It just... Give her time. Give him time as well, he will accept you. She is so much like dad but she doesn't realize it and it's a clash of self respect over love. It will take time. In India, traditions, values are put on a pedestal and cared for more than... Mental health or even Love. It's complicated." he was explaining as I tried my best to hear him, but I kept zoning out.

All these months.

I let her in my world and then she became it.

Right now, my world had stopped rotating. It came to a standstill and the consequence had me shattered.

"I'm fine. I was just thinking if I could talk to my pilot and tackle the flying arrangements into the time your father gave us." I said, interrupting whatever he was saying as he just nods. I put the phone to my ear and walked away into a corner.

I came back when I got a call from Tejas that the officer of the state was here. He congratulated us, took a picture and made us sign a few documents, including her brothers as witness before leaving.

"I'll personally deliver the original marriage certificate and they can send it to you by e-mail." He had said, and we were married according to the constitution of of this country.

She was still wearing a light colored salwar kameez that I had adored when I saw her this morning, but wore what I thought were two thick rose gold bangles with pearls and diamonds encrusted in them as a new addition.

Soon, she cried on her mother and brothers shoulders to bid goodbye, before sitting in the car that took us to the airport.

The flight was a quiet one, where none of us said anything. She sobbed for a while as I sat on the opposite side, instead of sitting beside her.

After a while, she fell asleep crying and I started working. Sleep was the last thing on my mind.

We landed, and took the car. I opened the backseat car door for her and went to sit with Richard in the front.

"You're back sooner, sir." He says, as I roll my eyes and he knew better than to poke further.

"Would you like to go to your apartment or the villa?" I asked, without even looking at her.

"Our apartment." She said as I shook my head.

"I'm not going there." I said, that was followed for a long silence. "Let's go to the house. My dad didn't want it anymore and so I have it to myself and you'll be better taken care of." I say, as she didn't reply.

I had wanted her to meet my dad around after she returned, but this seemed like something we might not be doing anytime soon.

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We reached and I gestured for the guards to take her bags as I stopped at the foot of stairs and looked back at her slowly walking in.

"Take the bedroom upstairs, I'll take the one downstairs. You'll be more comfortable." I said, as her eyes widened unable to process. "I can't be with you, right now." I added as she nods her head.

"You take your bedroom, I'll just be downstairs." She says walking straight as I take the stairs and shut the door falling on my bed.

Alone.

The predominant emotion haunted me, more than my biggest fear.

I was scared today for the first time, since I was outside the ICU where my mother was admitted after being shot.

That day, my fear had won.

Today, What if Ekansh had agreed to forgive his daughter after she broke all ties to me and aborted our baby.

Our baby.

If that phrase was even true.

She had taken such a big decision all on her own.

I remember the phone call a few days ago, when I was surprised at getting her call. The news that she broke was surprising but brought so much hope in my empty life.

Hope.

That was what she had been, since the moment I had met her. The moment she told me, there was so much I had started planning. I had day dreamed of so many beautiful and joyous moments I wanted with her and the little guest she would add to our lives.

And all it took was a few words to shatter all my hopes and tear all my dreams apart one by one.

I was married to her and registered in her country, but that meant absolutely nothing if she wasn't sure about her priorities. I wasn't bringing a baby into the world with a woman who wasn't sure if she wanted it.

She is welcome in this house, since she's pregnant with my child and I will take care of everything until then. After that, she can give me the child and go to her father if that's what she wants.