Sorry guys, for this delay because of Bhai Dooj. But now I am posting it.
Mohini POV
I ran from that Prince like I was on fire. I couldn't understand my reaction to him. So easily he pulled response from my body.
He really is skilled in women's body.
I grimace thinking what a manwhore he is and how Devika will deal with him as his husband.
In all this mess I had forgotten all about finding Devika but I am not going upstairs again with the possibility that he could find me again.
I know I have taken so much time trying to find Devika, I have to hurry back before my father catches me out of the room.
I run down the servants' stairs all the while thinking about that moment with the prince.
I hadn't uttered a word during our interaction not a pip but he didn't understand that I could not speak that is why I looked at him like an idiot for not figuring it out.
I chastised myself that I should lock away that interaction to never remember it, after all he is my best friend's would be husband.
No friend should act like how I acted with my friend's would be husband. From now on I will act civil and polite with him.
I am embarrased as to how will I face him now. He will be surely shocked to find me as his wife's friend. I will never tell Devika what happened today.
It will hurt her. I will be hurt by unknowingly giving pain to her.
We both will not mention this to her and forget about it ever happened.
I was so lost in my thought that I forgot to hide myself while walking so that attendees don't see me and I go collided with a person.
When I look up the person to apologize, I freeze because it is none other than my father looking at me furious eyes.
I paled thinking what he will do to Dada.
He held my hand roughly squeezing it hard, dragging me with him.
I tried to plead to him to listen to me, to let me make him understand but it was of no use as I don't have any voice to cry out and he doesn't understand my language.
Nor he will try to understand.
Right now I have disobeyed him and that's all matters not the expalanation.
I try to pry away his hands because he is squeezing really hard.
He dragged to my room giving scathing looks to the soldiers standing outside my room.
They hide their eyes from my father in fear. He enter in my room and throws me towards the floor.
I fall very hard on my hip and I grimace with pain throbbing there. I hear whimper from my bed.
I whip my head to see Devika sitting with knees raised towards her chest, arms wrapped around her legs and crying, hiding her face in her knees.
I quickly stood up and ran to Devika trying to ask her why is she crying or if my father has done something.
But she won't raise her head to look at me.
Now I am vibrating with fury thinking my father has done something and if Devika confirms my suspicions then I won't hesitate lifiting my sword and behead him.
I only kept silent so long for my mission and fear of Dada being punished.
Devika raised her head, tears are running down her cheeks, she taked my hands in hers and says in a hitched voice,
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