The teacher looked at Tara, she came forward and looked up and down smiling to herself "so you are the new queen right?" All she could do was nod under her intense stare, the smile on her face looked creepy after listening to all these kind of things. "Prepare her" she ordered the dasis "her and rani Amba, they will both serve the king in the bath today" serve the king? What was that supposed to mean?.
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Both me and rani Amba(13 yrs old), the 8th rani was prepared for bath, we were wrapped in multiple layers of a big saree in colour green, which the teacher explained is the king's favorite colour. Our hairs were tied up simply yet beautifully with flowers.
Due to my injuries, I was told not to enter the bathtub but mix flowers and essence to the water when Raja Harshat arrives. The orders were given by the teacher in our ears , that's why I was unable to make up what was rani Amba's role. Soon the king came and sat inside the huge tub, but weirdly enough his eyes were tied up with a satin cloth, now what kind of weird kink does this grandpa has?.
I started my job of filling in essence oils and petals in the water as I was told. I was sitting beside the tub near the king, ignoring other facts. I'm new here, I should lay low before getting to know this place better. This whole time the king was silent, as if there is a snake nearby. One wrong move and you'll get bitten.
The moment I looked up for a second towards rani Amba, my eyes widened in horror. She undid her saree and went beside the king fully naked.
No, this is not something I can allow on my watch, may it lead to my death, I cannot stay quiet watching this kind of disgusting act, that too towards a kid.
I swiftly held rani- scratch that, no time for formalities, I held Amba's hands and pulled her up from the tub "get up, come on!" Due to the force applied my back was paining a bit, but that's OK, we can worry about that later. She was surprised, scared and looking around, her teary eyes were telling that this happened before but she cannot say no to the king. I quickly grabbed her saree and wrapped it around her "are you OK Amba?" She opened her mouth to say something but no words came out, those tears and restless eyes were telling so much more than her words. I hugged her tight, reassuring her that it will be alright, but will it be? Hearing things from others, and witnessing the same thing are two different things.
"What is happening here?!" The loud voice of the teacher roared throughout the bathroom. Since I started it, let's put it to an end. I looked at Harshat, he undid his blindfold and just standing like a statue. "How dare you interrupt the king's bath?!" Ignoring her words I demanded " Ekaant(Alone)!! I want to have a talk with the king" every servant went away, but the teacher stayed. Was she serious right now? "I thought you were learned enough to know that , when a royal member demands ekaant, all others have to go outside?" This damn old woman thinks she can do whatever huh?! "I am the Queen's teacher! You cannot talk to me like that!" This beep(colourful words of ancient history) "Exactly, I am the queen, and you are a paid worker, now get out!"
"But-"
"Out this instance!!"
Finally she was out of the room. Now, only me, the king and Amba was there. Amba was crying silently, scared of the result of this revolt. On the other hand, Harshat was just staring at me.
I went to him and gave him a powerful, tight slap on his right cheek "How dare you slap the king?!" He roared in anger, making Amba flinch a bit "king?" I scoffed "just sitting on the throne doesn't make you a king!, marrying 21 wives doesn't make you a king!! Fulfilling your weird pleasures by disgracing others doesn't make you a king!!!" He was fuming at this point " only a namard(manchild) can do these in the hiding of representing as a King"
"You-" He was about to say something, but I had enough of this " I'm taking Amba with me, this is a matter of andarmehel (inner palace) you have no right to interfere!" I looked at him straight in the eyes, took Amba's hands and left towards my room.
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I took Amba with me and sat her down on my bed "get some fresh clothes for her!" I ordered a nearby servant to help me. "You're bleeding..." the tender soft voice spoke, still shivering from the lack of warmth, "I know, don't worry, I had to change the bandages anyways" I too sat on the bed near Amba.
"Why did you do this?" She was referring to what happened in the bathroom "why? Did you like it?" She lowered her head in embarrassment "no! I meant, why would you go against the teacher just to save me? I was ordered to do this before once or twice, though I hated it, I had to do it" that pang feeling in my heart returned, breaking into pieces soundlessly "I have a sister, we can die for each other, now that I'm married here, I got so many more sisters, that I have to and can protect" the pain in her eyes reminded me of Nayna, how is she, is she doing fine? I wish to know about her so much.
Amba wrapped her arms around me "thank you for saving me, I-" her words got stuck in her mouth and tears started to flow, all the suppressed pain was finally showing up on the surface, it should be a good start towards making it a better world to live right?.
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Soulmate [UNEDITED]
Historical FictionTo save her sister from a cruel marriage, sacrificed herself to the womanizer king. This needs heavy editing, so read at your own risk. [COMPLETED]