CHAPTER 8

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"Aarohi , come out now ."

"AAROHI , COME OUT NOW ".

"No..ooo , I..ii can'tt , please understand". Aarohi muttered .

"There's nothing to understand here , I am informing Maharaj" The soldier smirkingly said , he knew  what the consequences of violating Maharaj's direct order meant.

" Nooooo plzzz  , plzzz , don'ttt  , I will be punished  , plzz noo . " but alas , all her pleas went unanswered.

Maharaj Vikrant Dev rai was in his tent with his minister when he heard the knock .

"Come in . " he ordered .

"Maharaj ,May I speak ?"

"Speak" 

"Maharaj ,  we have a problem , its the girl we bought with us , Aarohi . "

"What about her ?" He suddenly got up from his seat . 

"Maharaj , she is refusing to get out of her tent , we have been  requesting her for the past half an hour but she's still refusing ."

"Is this a issue to bother Maharaj with ? Drag her out of the tent ". A minister commented.

"Did I  ask for your opinion minister ? Vikrant asked , barely containing his anger .

"Noo oo Maa- aa- haraj" stuttered the minister . 

"THEN WHO GAVE YOU THE RIGHT TO SPEAK ? "

"i..ii  a..mm sor..rry , maharaj "

"No you are not , but you will be when I am done with you " Vikrant calmly stated.

"Take me to Aarohi's tent , now" commanded Vikrant

"yes Maharaj , this way please.  "

Aarohi was sitting in the corner of her tent ,sobbing , waiting for the unavoidable doom . She knew she was as good as dead.

Suddenly she heard voices , her heart started pumping loudly. She recognized one of the voices , It was a voice no one could forget . 

The flaps of her tent opened . Standing at the entrance was him ,The man of her nightmares . She tried to stand  but her extreme cramps and her clothes wouldn't allow her to . 

"Maha-aa-raj " She bowed her head .She was extremely embarrassed that a man , especially Maharaj would see her it this state .

"What is it ? Why aren't you getting out of your tent ?" Vikrant asked , Struck once again by her beauty and innocence . Looking at her did something to his long dead heart .

 " I ii-ii cann'tt-tt".Aarohi started Sobbing.

"why?"

"I can't tell you-uu ."

"tell me now , it's an order "

"it's ladies problem-mm "She sobbed.

"what?" he was shocked . Then for the first time he looked at her properly , he  noticed that she was sitting in a fetal position with  her tiny hands clutching her stomach and then he noticed her salwar( pants) , completely covered with blood . He immediately understood what the matter was . He had never dealt with anything like this before but from her expression on her face he could understand it was extremely painful for her .

"Aahh-hh .It hurts" She sobbed and kneeled on the floor, clutching her stomach .

Vikrant was lost he didn't know what to do , only thing he knew was he couldn't see her in pain . He knew he had to help her . He went to his chamber and bought some of his clothes over . He knew she would need something to hold the bleeding , so he slashed one of his cotton  shirts in pieces. He did it all by himself  because he knew Aarohi wouldn't  want anybody know.

"Get up .I have bought some things over , get ready . Ask if you need any thing else ."king commanded and left her tent . 

She slowly got up and looked at the things Maharaj had bought over , she was shocked to see a  pair of trousers , a loose shirt and stripes of clothes . There was also a hot sand bag . She was moved by this gesture. Somebody did this for her , nobody had every done anything like this for her before .

She freshened up and went out of her tent there she saw everything was already packed up and everybody was ready to go . Her eyes were searching for a pair of black orbs . She found him, mounted on his horse looking like a epitome of power .

" Aarohi , come here ,  you will travel on the horse with me ." He commanded .





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