𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑹𝒂𝒋𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒊 𝑩𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆

||𝟎𝟑||- 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

 𝑹𝑶𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑰'𝑺 𝑷𝑶𝑽:

After finishing the Saraswati puja, I was in a hurry cuz, my performance was in an hour, trust me time flashes by when you're nervous asf...I was lost in thought while walking out of the magnificent temple towards the palace just when I bumped into a hard, chiseled, and bare chest. I rubbed my forehead and frowned closing my eyes, after I looked up and gulped HARD to see the same Greek god that I kept stealing glances at...His dark eyes darkened further and locked into my hazel ones, I said sorry and asked him if he was okay but, the Greek god didn't bother to answer and just kept staring, I was melting by his gaze but I was visibly hurt because of the fact he didn't reply...I was upset, guess all good-looking people aren't nice from the inside...That's what she said...RUHI STOP!!

I re-adjusted my saree behind the stage and had to walk out any moment, I came to know that the grand hall, the biggest hall in all of Kashi, was packed with millions of royal families, British officers and businessmen...And most of the royal families had princes my age who were waiting for a marriage alliance against the British...Ugh I hate the concept of marriage alliances. 

I stopped zoning out as I heard the announcement notifying that it's time for my performance. I walked up to the veena gracefully, sat down and looked up to see thousands of people, but I noticed something odd, I saw the Greek god from earlier laying his burning gaze on me, deeply lost in my eyes, gosh he looked so sexy...but why's he here? Is he a prince, cuz he's sitting with the royal family of...I can't remember but I feel like I've seen this dude before in my childhood.

(Ruhi's performance:)

I honestly don't know but, I NAILED IT...how you may ask? I don't know, the entire time I had my gazed locked with Mr. Greek god...I don't know if that's the reason I nailed it...Although, I hope it is...

𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑽𝑨𝑴'𝑺 𝑷𝑶𝑽:

Upon reaching the auditorium for the performance by the princess, I was bored and couldn't stop my thoughts which were roaming around my apsara that I came across in the morning...SHIT! Did I already give her a nickname, I need to stop. My thoughts keep roaming around her, and the worst of it all, I can't stop and it feels enjoyable...I zoned out of my thoughts, only to hear the SWEETEST veena melody, which melted in my ears upon entrance...I immediately looked up to see, Her...SHE'S THE PRINCESS OF KASHI? I grinned just at the thought which passed through my mind, Come on, I know that you know what I'm thinking...But, WHY THE FUCK DID I GRIN? this is literally the first time I've genuinely smiled after the incident which happened, several years ago, I've always been cold since then...No, this girl is different, however the problem is, I'm not sure if it's in a good way or not...

𝑹𝑶𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑰'𝑺 𝑷𝑶𝑽:

I am freaking out. WTF?! Why was Mr. Greek god there? I had a ton of fucking questions, WAIT. If he's royalty, then he's living in the palace, well on the other side but still...I don't know but just the mere thought of him living in the same palace as me, gives me butterflies. I brushed off the million questions and thoughts on my mind and was walking to the palace with Sheelu and some bodyguards, I again caught a glimpse of my crush and his sharp jawline, Oh, just the thought gives me butterflies, I zoned back in noticing that I had reached the palace...

I glanced at the clock to see it striking 12 o'clock and chiming...just when a dasi (maid) walked into my room and said," Rajkumari, Maharaj and Maharani aapko apne kaksh mein bulaa rahe hain." (Princess, The king and queen are calling you to their room) I froze. Because usually whenever they call me to their room, it doesn't end up well, for me...I gulped and walked up to their room, the guards opened the door to reveal my parents laughing and talking about something about my marriage, FUCK! I gathered courage to walk up to them and sit down to ask," Mataa, Pitaa, aapne mujhe bulayaa?" (Mom, Dad, you guys called me?) I asked curtly. "Haan beta, baitho...we wanted to ask you something..." My dad said..."Forgive us for saying this, but as the princess of such a prospered or more, a historically important kingdom, you have to do us a favor by marrying someone, from an Indian royal family of course..." I knew this was coming, I mean it had to happen someday, because my mom kept telling me tales of princes marrying princesses, and having grand wedding and stuff like that...Suddenly, I felt like I couldn't hold myself together, tears, along with the huge lump in my throat had started to build up...I gathered the courage to speak, even though no words were exiting my mouth..."Mom, Dad, May I take my leave?" I suddenly blurted, "Yes you may, Beta chinta mat karo, we've chosen a good house for you to get married into!" (Dear, don't worry,) My mom beamed with excitement, along with my father, who just passed a chukle...WAIT? Had they already chosen my husband?! All this was too much as I got up and, half-ran towards the door of their room..."Sharma gayi ladki!" I heard my dad joke as I left...I knew where I had to go...My comfort zone, The Royal Library...

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