So I guess, I cannot say anything right now...not to mention you guys must be hating me right now...but the emotional rollercoaster it is..
THIS IS A SHORT AND UNEDITED CHAPTER.
A BREAK FROM ALL THE EVENTS, AND A LITTLE CLUE FOR MY NEXT BOOK
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Adiraj's POV,
"I am sorry love....Open the door..Talk to me please..."
All I could hear from the other side were muffled sobs, I knew she was crying. I had realised my mistake, I shouldn't have pulled her along with me, But that doesn't make me a LIAR. There was something hidden, underneath the simpleton of her words. Blemishing pain was wounding the skin of my heart, trying to rip it out. Her tears were the last thing I ever wanted to see or hear.
"Lotus....listen to me...open the door...we can talk alright..."
Her sobs grew louder, I heard something falling down, my heartbeats increased, my breaths turning haggard.
"Please....OPEN THE DOOR..."
"Kunwarsa..."
A meek sound, just behind the other side, my ears strained to grasp it, my eyes had turned teary.
"Open the door, please.."
"Leave me alone...We will talk tomorrow...Not now...."
I didn't want to force her, I had no choice but to walk away. My hands were in a fist, something else was there, which had triggered her and until I find that, I am not going to rest. I heard the slight creak of the door/ She was peeking out, my urge was to turn around and look at her, but I walked away. Shutting my eyes and swallowing the blemishes I walked away.
I sighed as I entered the Palace. Walking down the lengthened dark corridors, I entered my room. Not long after there was a knock. I muttered a small 'come in'. I knew it wouldn't be her. No sign of her scent nor the sound of her anklets.
"Surya!"
He looked a little guilty and hesitant. We were of the same age, and were treated like brothers under my elder brother. He had recently gotten the title of the Prince and was a general of the Rajputana, likewise had the worst temper,various ways of torturing one, the favourite of all women and the favourite and our trustworthy kin.
"Ask away.."
"I......need help.."
He blurted out. I walked to him, standing before him I asked.
"Care for something to drink..."
He shook his head in denial. I knew he was serious so I asked,
"What is it...You know you are like my brother...Don't hesitate..Call me by my name please.."
"You are good at sneaking in ... .I am not...I need your help in ... .umm ... .stealing the map of Raunakgarhs palace...it's in their library...I am sorry I am asking you to..But can you bring it for me.."
"No worries...I'll go right away.."
"I will tag along.."
"No...we will get got...not to forget you are not good at sneaky things...especially getting into places with strong security..."
He nodded, before sporting a smile. I patted his back, as he walked out. I desperately needed something to take my mind off of the going ons. First that Bhargavi, and now by an anonymous mistake which I have committed. I sigh as I dress myself in black. Covering my face with a black cloth, I strapped a dagger, and some blades onto my strap. I jumped out of my window, getting myself onto my second role, Amartya.
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Standing under the darkness with just a flickering diya in hand, I peered around the rolls of parchment. Chanting 'map' in my head, my sight fell on the longest and thickest roll of paper. A smirk on my face and I pulled the roll out, only for all the scrolls to fall together.
"Fuck..."
I immediately ran to the window. I knew why Surya wanted the map. Raunakgarh was not our enemy but his, and he will do anything to kill the king, and we had no problem with that, taking into account that he was a shit of a king.
I jumped out of it, falling onto the ground. As I walked, taking long silent strides, but fate had a different p[lan today. I came face to face with Prativindhya, the General of the Kingdom, a kind hearted yet ruthless one.
He squinted his eyes before starting his assaults. His sword against my dagger, not to mention I was trying to keep the map safe. Not long after did I feel a blade, exactly above my pelvis. I groaned in pain. Foul Play. But he was not guilty. If I was in his place I would have done the same.
My hand clutched the plunged in dagger, this was very normal for me. He was going to kick me, but having enough of it, I took out my blade, a carved one. His eyes widened as he muttered, 'Amartya', I smirked before giving a tight scratch on his arm.
He didn't run after me, knowing that he could not catch me, and even if he locked me up, it wouldn't take a second for me to run away.
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I sat on the bed, pulling down my mask, I called out for somebody. The blood loss was making me light headed, and I was groaning in pain, every time I moved my lower body. It was ghastly dark, the moon was hidden with clouds as a servant entered,
"Call Chabili..."
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Saundarya ~ The Epitome Of Sacrifice
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