Chapter-2

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Holding a sword in hand and fighting like a man was never made for women that's all I have ever heard but my brother has never stopped me for this. For me I think a woman should know how to protect herself to protect her pride cause that's what matters to her most.

For me it does, I mean the princess of Persia ,I think I should know how to fight to save my people even though I know that I never have to but still.

I was practicing in the open area of the palace. I like to work and train myself, holding a sword gives me the type of energy that nothing ever can I feel powerful.

It was evening and I could see that everyone was already tired cause we have been practicing for the last two hours.

'Can't we practice tomorrow?' Zainab asked as I was still in the mood of practice.

I straighten myself.
' I can see that everyone is tired and we have lots of work to do so we dismiss it here!' I shouted and gave everyone a warm smile.

Everyone smiled toward me as I gave them another life or something like that.

' you are working so much it does not suit you' Zainab said as she came toward me. I know she was referring to tomorrow's event where I have to choose my husband.
' it's fine Zainab a woman should know how to protect herself ' I said casually and took out my armpit and those metal shields I was wearing .
' still Noor you are going to get married soon I don't think anyone will like their wife working like a soldier ' she stated and her statement was not wrong cause society always suppressed women that now even women themselves think that this fighting and all are not for them.
'It's fine Zainab I think you are just being anxious' I said as I kept my hand on her shoulder and patted it lightly assuring her.

I was wearing a white Abaya and my head was covered.

I was talking with Zainab on my way to my chamber that's when I saw a man entering inside I just don't know I found him suspicious.

My sword was still on my hand so I just threw it in his direction.

And guess what he caught it. Blood coming out of his hand.

I came a little near and said.

'I am sorry I thought you were some thief or something' I confessed.

His expression changed a little.

Mohtarma ye koi tarika hai apne mehman ke swagat ka?
(Lady is this a way to welcome your guest?)

He asked as we were still at some distance.

I ran toward him.

'Hame maaf kr dijiye hamse galti hogyi'
(I am sorry I made a mistake)
I said I lower my voice as he is our guest and I just attacked him thinking that he is some theif like what will he think about us , about me.

'It's okay' he said in a low voice and smiled.

He smiled which means he is not angry.

' who are you by the way?' I asked him cause I have never seen him before

'I am Sarfaraz Asghar Qurashy emperor of Arab Nation'
He claimed in a deep voice of his.

During this whole conversation I was looking at his hand from where the blood was dripping out but when he said his name that made me look up at him.

He was tall, fair and with little beard and his hair was a little messy as he was coming from a long journey he was wearing a navy blue kurta.
He got almond brown eyes , his eyes were like it could drown anyone in it it was so deep just so deep it was holding authority and dominance in it.

I was just lost in him not until,
'Ya Allah, kuch waqt ke liye apko chora aur dekhiye apne kya haal bana liya apna, huzur'
(Ya Allah, I just left you for some moment and see what you did to yourself, my lord)

A man who was almost the same age as his came running toward him , holding his hand. He tore some piece of cloth from his clothes and just wrapped it around the emperor's hand.

'Koi baat nhi Atik lekin lagta hai sehzadi Noor hame ghayal krke hee manengi'
( it's okay Atik but I think princess Noor will definitely end up hurting me)
He said still looking at me. I lowered my gaze as I was not able to look at him.
'I am sorry' I said again. It kind of hurts me that I hurt someone.

'I said it's fine princess' he said again smiling . Why the hell is he smiling at me like that.

' what happend Noor??' I heard Zainab calling me from behind.
I just ran toward her.

' I hurted someone' I confessed cause I was just unable to hold it.
'' hey what happened Who did you hurt''
She asked me and just hugged me little.
' him'
I pointed toward emperor who was still standing there looking at Me.

Zainab hold me hand and drag me toward him.
But the moment she looked at him she just bowed infornt of him.

'Asslamwalaikum badshah'
(Asslamwalaikum emperor)

She said out of respect that he is emperor of whole Arab and we have to respect him because his territory is larger than us and he is more powerful as well.

'Walaikum asslam'

He said. His voice changed into little Stern but when he was talking to me his voice was good what happened now?

'Kya ho rha hai yaha?'
(What's happening here?)
I heard my brother's voice as he also came toward us.

Good now everyone gathers here and listen what I have done to literal emperor of Arab.

' I just hurted badshah by mistake'
He looked at me as my head was still low cause I was not able to took it up.

Then he looked at badshah.

'Sarfaraz?' He said and a type of anger was there in his voice.
'' long time no see Nashir' badshah shared the same expression.

Wow and why these both guys are angry ?? Whats happening here??
'Are you two friends?' I asked.

My head still hang low only when I heard badshah saying.
' I am here for you Noor' he exclaimed

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