9- Knowing each other
He praised my cooking and I looked at him not regarding his utterances.
He caressed my face and said, "Chandra I am the king so I cannot express myself in front of others but right now I am your husband and I want to fulfil every wish of my wife".
I understand that he cannot express himself but still, he could have at least signaled me or something. I wanted to be praised.
" I am upset with you" I declared and pivoted my face away from him.
He chuckled a little and sat in front of me while folding his arms above his chest.
"Kahiye aesa konsa paap hua hai humse? " He asked in a fake bleak voice and I smiled slightly. (Tell me, what great sin I have committed?)
"That you did not meet me the whole day" I fibbed as I knew he had work and being a king is not easy. He cannot spend all his time with but he can at least give me some moments of warmth.
He held my hand and took it towards his lips gently kissing my fingers while saying, "I will make sure to spend more time with my Queen". I arched myself a little at his gesture, he kissed my fingers. The softness brushed me like feathers and I blushed a lot followed by instantly withdrawing my fingers from his hold.
"Chandra I know that we got married in a difficult situation and so we should communicate more to strengthen our bond"
I nodded at him while looking at his eyes which were filled with contentment. I loved that he said that to me, no one really understood me in my life so this time I want to give it a try. I want to express myself to him, know him.
"First of, I did not marry you for sympathy and any rubbish thing like that. I married you because I liked you."
I looked at him in shock and asked, " How can you like me in that unfortunate condition? " And he smiled hearing me while pinching my nose a little. I shrieked a little and crimson again covered me, I bit my lips from smiling madly.
"You can love anyone in any state" He said. I gave him dreamy eyes, is this the truth? I looked down at my bangles while he said.
"Tell me about yourself"
"I am eighteen and as you know I was supposed to marry someone but he died --" Before I could finish the sentence, he held my jaw and squeezed my cheeks. I turned wide-eyed at his gesture and my lips pouted impromptu due to his force over my cheeks.
"Hum uske bare mei nhi aapke bare mei sunna chahte hai, aapko kya pasand hai, kya napasand hai? " (I want to know about you, not him. What do you like? What you do not?).
I smiled at him. I was beyond happy to tell him my likes and dislikes. Even I wasn't aware of those perfectly but I can try. The whole night we were chatting, well I was speaking and he was listening. I was over excitedly telling him about my life, leaving the sad aspects of course.
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Chandrali: The lost destiny
Historical Fiction~Book 1 of Moon Historicals(Destiny Series) The story has spelling mistakes and stuff like that, please bear this until I edit it soon :) "If I can make you blush like that then surely I am shameless" said the man who saved me from being burned aliv...