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Having the dinner, rajmata went to her chamber instructing nandini to come there after her food. This gesture of her confused mrityunjay and the king who was never interested in home gossips of women was now intrigued to such a level that he wanted to have a proper discussion of who said what thing and when.
Asking her from his eyes about the same, nandini ignored it and nodded a simple no.
"Nandini, ye karonde ka aachar bahut swaad hai—maa ko bhi aachar kaafi pasand hain—-ye khatam ho toh aur daal dena" princess spoke while having her food.
"Jee—vo batarahi thi ki thoda aur galaungi toh aur aacha rang aayega—-" nandini replied while arranging her plate.
"Jo rajiraj the humare—pitashree—-unhe bahutt shauk tha kaafi tarah ke aachar ka—maa aksar banati thi—" Mrityunjay added.
"Haaa bataya tha maa ne" princess said.
Nandini just heard but kept quiet as she wasnt much comfortable in talking about personal things as she acknowledged that people have sensitive past including her and if someone wants to share then they themselves will initiate.
Having the dinner, mityunjay sat in the garden with few letters sipping his hookah. While nandini came in pastel purple saare (tube blouse) with her long wet hair, making her saree and bare shoulders wet. She instantly grabbed his attention.
Keeping the hot rasam on the table, she stood up and mrityunjay instantly grabbed her palm and made her sit on his lap. Cuddling her extremely close to himself, he cuddled his hands around her body.
"Baarish ka mausam hai—itni raat me naah li—thaad lag jayegi—"
Saying this, he nuzzled his beard in her neck and began sucking it making her moan yet the warm feeling gave her comfort.
"Umhhh—-chhodiye—-hum rasam dene aaye the—hume rajmata ne bulaya hai—jaana hai"
"Kyaa jaana hai ab—- gayi nahi ab tak??"
"Kaam kar rahi thi–rasam banane me bhi samay lagta hai—-aur phir masala gir gaya tha thoda toh snan le rahi thi"
"Jaa pehle maa ke paas—-voh toh maa hai isiliye jaane de raha hoon—-nahi toh pasand nahi mujhe bilkul yunn kamre se bahar jana"
"Maafi—jaldi aayenge—" she cupped his cheeks and gave him a warm smile.
"Kyun bulaya hai maa ne??"
"Hum ab jaate hain—aapko aake batayenge. Kabhi derri ka unhe bura na lage"
Kissing her lips at a quick speed, he loosened his hold. As soon as she stood on her feet, she removed his hookah as it irritated her as much as clothes on her body did to manik.
"Iski mehak mujhe ultii (vomit) chadhati hai—ab aap humare nazdeek na aaiyega"
"Voh main tay (decide) karunga. Ab jitni derr lagayegi aane me utni uthhak baithak karni padegi."
Rolling her eyes at him, she left for rajmata's chamber. Entering inside she touched her feet as rajmata laid on her bed.
"Nandini—-baitho!"
She sat on the bed and smiled at rajmata. "Paer daab dein!" saying this she started massaging her feet gently.
"Theek ho?" Rajmata asked.
"Hum? Haanji! Didi ke saath din kab nikal jata hai pata hi nahi chalta—"
"Aachi baat hai—-aaj sabha ka nirnay tha ki saallan ko umr bhar ki saja di jaye–kaid me hai aur usse uske sabhi gunahon ki saza di jayegi"
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Under the King's GAZE || MaNan
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