The Royal Promise

A second chance

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Arjun Singh Raghuvanshi

What the hell am i doing?

Why in the earth did i asked Bhairav to take food to Bhanu? I shouldn't give empty hopes and promises. But, when she enjoyed food as if it's heaven i couldn't help myself .so i just asked him to send her food.

I regret it now.Now as Bhairav standing infront of me meeting room holding a letter which is tied around with pen. When Dadisa called everyone to discuss about arrangements or whatever it is.

It's not like i can blame him,he is quite like that ,slow witted when comes to family or family matters. Bhairav is thrity six year old grumpy, bulky man who is with me from childhood like a shadow. When i was born dadasa asked him protect me no matter what.so he became my friend, bodyguard ,shadow as he prefers.

My family is giving me known looks ,especially this twat Parth. He keep clearing his throat which makes me want to slice his throat but my sister would cry like hell if i do that afterall she went through so much to make him as hers.

"You can go"i said to Bhairav, he bowed in respect and walked out. "Read the letter bhai sa" Shravani my nosy sister giggles and everyone is looking at me expecting to read but noway i am gonna read this here.

"I will read it afterwards"came my curt reply what? I am angry on them because trapping in marriage when i don't want."ohhh need privacy?"parth wiggles his eyebrows, can i kill him?

I choose not to reply so they kept quite as dadisa informed us more instructed us to what we have to do and don't like seriously? Dadisa had recently developed this habit of instructing us to be on our best behavior around verma's as if we will act out,comeon we have trained our entire life,breathed under royal protocols and rules so we know.

But she became paranoid mainly because of me as she knows if i decided not to oblige my duty and responsibility i will call this marriage off and will walk down from throne which she doesn't want.

After her instructions we all departed to our chambers. Though it's twenty first century our palace still stands same ,old vibes from outside to inside . It still stands strong as mountain though we changed interiors its also some Indian vintages designs .I walk through corridors facing huge garden several maids working around garden.

I reach my chamber holding Bhanu's letter between my fingers.What should i do with it? Huh why does have to do it? It's my fault she just gave reaction to my action. But she could've just called me or texted me why letter. She looks like very modern girl then why she wrote a letter like an outdated people.

Why in the hell i am stressing over this piece of paper. I walk towards my  home office and throw the letter in my study table's drawer and walk out from there to bedroom.

I toss and roll on bed till it's late night but sleep is nowhere to be found. So I walked towards my Art room and open it with password. I bought password lock to this room as it holds my life and no one is allowed in this room. When Aru was with me this used to be our hideout, meet up and our place .

She used paint here with me. Whenever she couldn't think of any creative ideas she just used to paint me or us of what we dreamt, our future. I gaze around the room as there were several paintings of us. Me and Aru getting married,us in lavender garden, us holding our babies. She drew two children as she wanted,us in our kid's marriage,us when we became old and hanging out with our grandchildren.