NOORADITYA ~The Interfaith Emotion..

Chap 20- It was an act?

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Noor's POV,

I was still in a little shock after his Ironical line. He needed an excuse to see me. Ain't I his wife , well its his palace he does not need to have an excuse to visit me. I looked at the sword and sighed. I was going to lie down again when someone cleared her throat. I looked up to see Rekha standing in front of me.

" Why are you here? "

"Just came to visit you, I heard you are hurt. "

"Wow, unexpected kindness from an unexpected person."  I said and looked at her lips forming a smirk.

"Well dear this is an palace harem. Many unexpected events happen here. And all the threats come from unexpected people." She came one step closer to me and whispered. 

"Miscarriages, deaths, slips, falls many more things happen here. You know.... be careful."

I gritted my teeth in anger. My eyes were spitting hot coals and I looked at her coldly. It looked like she had not finished when I said,

" Who are you to give me a threat. A royal slave should remain like one. Threatening the future queen , do you have a death wish? "

"Who will believe you dear? The relation between Yuvraj and mine is so pure... so pure.. That he will believe me in an jiffy rather than believing an outsider like you. Also he does not take you as a wife. Yuvraj had told me himself that whatever is between you all is just an act , he does not even like you infact he hates you enough for giving you poison himself ....so dear, it would be better if you keep all beautiful future dreams away from you because it is never happening."

My eyes were tearing up listening to her words laced with venom and sarcasm. I did not know why but after our sweet encounter somewhere in our heart a beautiful future had been imagined by me.

She suddenly brought her hands near my nearly fainted mark and traced her finger over it and smiled.

"He has marked many woman like this but all ended up dying with that beautiful sword of his..tsk..tsk..tsk.. I wonder what will happen to you?"

She looked into my eyes with useless pity. She straightened and walked away.

I looked at the carpet on the floor, my tears rolling down my cheek. There was some truth in her words. He did not take me as his wife and he did hate me. My feet were certainly better because of him but I did not know he healed my foot out of genuine care  or he healed me because he wanted to wound me again. I walked up to my mirror ignoring the slight pain in my foot and looked at the mark.

I rubbed it and rubbed it hard . I desperately wanted to erase the mark of sin but it didn't. It was stubborn enough to stay. I hiccupped due to the silent cries and looked at me through the mirror. Yes. It was all an act. I was deceiving myself because of the elaborate act we both were playing. I looked at my partition filled with vermilion. It reminded me of all our happenings and I sobbed. 

My ears caught the sound of heavy footsteps and I looked into the mirror to see him standing behind me. I was enraged. I turned around and walked towards him.

"Stop it, Just stop it. You don't need to act you don't need to pretend anymore. I know you do not like me. Just stay away from me. You do not need to pull me into your harem drama. If you like Surekha so much why don't you make her  your queen. Why do you care, Just kill me, KILL ME, I CANT TAKE THIS TORTURE ANYMORE........... Please.."

I did not know when I started hitting his chest and when he pulled me into his embrace. I had turned meek against him. He felt warm. His chest hard yet giving a sense of comfort. My hand was fisting his kurta near his chest and I was crying my heart out.

"Ple..se do..n.o..t give me..fal..se hope.  I..f yo..u sa..y I w..ill just...just.. go away.."

"Shhhh.. Speak after you stop hiccupping.. And stop crying didn't I say, You should not cry or hurt yourself. Also listen to your heart. If your heart says I pretended then pick up the sword and end my life for deceiving the future queen of Jodhpur. No one dares to question you.  Who is Rekha . Just someone who is obsessed over me, never mind her I will punish her for you.. ok. Now Now do not cry...."

He was explaining to me like a child. I could not help but smile. I took out my face from his nook and looked at him. His eyes screamed care and he held an air of possessiveness. I could not bring myself to break the moment but the question was urging me to be asked.

"You sure..mmm..about another thing ...has this sword really killed the ones whom you marked...like as in..umm.I.."

He looked at me in confusion. I took my hands to my neck and traced the bruise. His eyes understood my implication and he chuckled and responded with his deep voice resonating through me. He brought his face near my ear and said

"You think so.."

"I don't really know .. I."

I felt him giving a wet kiss on my cheek. Feeling him moving downwards to my jaw I tilted my face giving him access. It felt like a sin yet something my body craved. I wrapped my arms around his neck when I felt him stop. His hand was on my waist and the other was trailing my spine leaving undefinable sparks. My eyes were shut due to the ecstasy and I lined my brows together and looked at him giving him an 'why you stopped' expression. I pouted and He smiled showing his teeth.

"Desperate much..he.he..Not today little.. I have important work to do.. Just came to retrieve my sword. Also don't listen to what Rekha says..the truth weightage of her words are only 10%"

He gave an wink and a faint smile. I was still in his embrace and it just felt right. Safe and Right. I smiled back at him and waited for him to leave me. He brought his lips closer and gave a loving kiss on my forehead. I closed my eyes wanting this peace forever. 

He left me from his embrace and something within me shattered. I wanted him, by my side, all the time. I just saw him leaving the room with his sword.

Allah I wish this remained like this forever. If this is an dream or an act then can you please just let it be. Just let it be.....

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