He was the thunder she was ready to be struck by.
She was the fire he was ready to burn himself with.
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Born in a world where politics ruled emotions, they dared falling for each other
But...
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Draupadi
My hold on the plate tightened. I clenched my jaw, breathing in a mixture of vexation and irritation. Was it not enough torment for me to welcome the wife of the man I couldn't imagine anyone else with even in my wildest thoughts, to witness her standing proudly next to my husband.
"Do it fast, Panchali" The King persisted "They had a very long and hectic journey and need to rest"
I forced my feet to swivel around but kept my gaze fixed on the ground. To my utter horror I felt him coming even closer, his body almost touching mine. I closed my eyes feeling his hot breath fanning the sensitive skin of my neck making me forget all the logic, reasonings and surroundings.
Gathering all the strength I had, I raised my hand, determined to not look at him. As I was done with the Aarti, it was time to put tilak on his forehead, I wanted it to get over with it as soon as possible.
I hurriedly raised my finger and before I could put the tilak, a rough warm hand grasped my wrist and this time I did look into his eyes.
The same enticing eyes I had first seen in those woods years ago in Panchala, the same selcouth ambers that had stolen my hand and heart at the same time in my Swayamvar, the same melted gold were gazing at me like they were making love through their gaze, exploring and exposing my body and soul in a way that I almost felt naked.
"Careful, Queen" Bending his extremely tall and broad self a little, he purred. With his penetrating gaze still lingering on my eyes, he placed my finger that was almost on his eyes, on his forehead and stepped back.
I stood there nonplussed feeling a wave of heat flushing through my whole body. The Arjun who never used to even look at me when we weren't alone, went ahead and touched me in front of his whole family. It may seem very normal to others but I knew exactly how unusual it was for him to do something like that.
Arjun has changed.
Physically he appeared more alluring, boarder and muscular. He had the kind of beauty that got into my bones and unlike before he now knew what he was and the kind of power his physical appearance had over women folk.
And probably emotionally as well.
In these few moments I understood he became bolder, his each move screamed confidence and authority and—
Stop Krishnaa!
I felt rage pulsing through my veins, rage towards myself for already falling into his trap. How could I forget all the pain and humiliation this man had caused me from the past twelve years and what must he be thinking, seeing me loosing myself in him? That Draupadi had absolutely zero self respect in her.
