ENCHANTED- BY LOVE (completed)

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*** Nanda ***

No!

Do not do it!

Do not do it!

The king is going to torment you for the rest of your life....or maybe even in the after life.

I kept repeating to myself as I tried to utilize all of my willpower, everything in my control, to not be bothered by the single strand of hair across her face as I held this unconsious, yet graceful being.

I clearly remember my conversation with the king during one of our battles. We have the titles of Karna and Arjuna of the Kaliyug. No one, absolutely no one other than each other can make their swords touch the ground is what people say about us. A statement that makes us incredibly proud. I remember the king saying in the middle of one of our battle that he thinks the Queen is capable of defeating him. 

"Not in battle perhaps, but maybe her presence itself could be so mermerizing that I loose control of everything, including the weapon in my hand. We need to careful around the women we love, Nandu bhaiyya " were his exact words.

I remember laughing out loud. I told him he is blinded by love and here I am contemplating on whether I should drop the sword in my other hand just to push back the hair across her face.

Was that necessary? No!

Would it benefit anyone? No!

Would it ruin my life? Yes!

Am I going to do it?

"Dammit," I whispered to myself as I involuntarily let go of my sword and gently brushed back the strand of hair across her face. I then lifted her in my arms and placed her on the sofa.

In retrospect, unconsious Sruthi is actually more attractive. Perhaps due to the fact that she cannot speak or do anything stupid.

"Focus Nanda" I told myself once I realized that I've been watching her for the past 5 minutes.

**** Sruthi ****

"BAHHHHHHHH" I shouted as I felt the droplets of water sprinkled on my face.

Old habits die hard

"For Godsake, Gati," I heard the general yell.

I blankly stared at him.

Ohh, he did not kill me?

"Here," he said giving me a glass of water. 

"What is this?" he asked grabbing my hand as he noticed the cut on my finger when I reached out for the glass.

"I cut myself while cooking for you yesterday," I informed and noticed a slight guilt in his eyes which was masked off within seconds.

"What did you do about it?" he asked gently.

"I angrily slammed the knife onto the floor," I replied.

The general rolled his eyes.

Why? Isn't that what we are supossed to do?

"I apologize for asking," he said and walked towards the entrance and said something to one the soldiers standing guard. 

Meanwhile, I tried to smell the water to make sure it is not poisoned. 

"Trust me, Gati, I would not waste valuable poison on you," he commented upon noticing.

I looked at him angrily but part of me knew he wasn't lying, so I just drank the water. After a while he came back with a small bowl that the soldier gave him.