Here's another update.
I don't know if you are liking the story but keep reading to find the real story..as I can't narrate the whole story in one part.
But I promise it will worth reading 📚.
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"अपनी निगाहों से ना देख खुद को, हीरा भी तुझे पत्थर लगेगा; सब कहते होंगे चाँद का टुकड़ा है तू...
मेरी नज़र से देख, चाँद भी तेरा टुकड़ा लगेगा!"Meera' pov~
Soon I heard the door of chamber opened followed by faded yet heavy footsteps. My fingers froze on my embroided skirt as the footsteps were getting louder, my heart was sinking down to my belly.
My mind was clouded by an unknown fear. After his arrival, the air in this chamber was suddenly feeling really thick and heavy. Sweat beads formed over my forehead and my fingers were getting cold.
I feel him climbing the two stairs around the bed and the maroon long curtains of our round bed parted. The sheets adored with red rose petals sink as he sat infront of me. I curled my toes inward feeling him so close to me and clutched my hands tight.
The sweat beads on my forehead slipped down to my temple making it's way through my neck and got lost somewhere in my babyhairs present on the back of my neck.
And I gulp down my salive to wet my dry throat. This was feeling really uncomfortable being in a room on same bed with a man whom I know about nothing. But that's what was planned for me from now on. I am here just to warm the bed of king......and should get habitual to it. I have no reason to deny. He has conquer me in war and have every right on me.
My chest tighten and tears rolled down my cheeks under the veil, just by thinking about the night ahead. This is just start and I am already feeling my soul leaving my body. And we still have whole night ahead, which I have no idea how badly I am going to miss my voice to even say something.
I was in my thoughts but flinched on my place when he suddenly grabbed my hand. My lips trembled and more tears left from my eyes feeling his touch on me. My heart pounded insanely inside my ribcage as if ready to came out. I bite my lower lip to stop any sound of my sobs and shut my eyes tight.
And I am sure even he can hear my audible heartbeat.
But what I was not expecting was, he bring my hand near his lips and placed a tendor kiss on my knukles. A shiver ran down my spine when his lips touched my skin in the most soft and light way possible. I opened my eyes and look at him through my veil. Although it was not clear. He looked up and said,
"Hind mai apka swagat h, ranisa."
(Welcome to the kingdom ranisa.)
Ranisa. His voice was dark, deep and heavy. The low pitched and rich voice make the chamber air vibrate around me. His voice is so deep that anyone can get lost into it. I was expecting him to directly lift up my veil...but instead he kissed my knukles and welcomed me in his life...in his kingdom.
I would be lying if I say this didn't make my heart flutter.
Because it did.
May be its a small gesture but it was alot for me. Being a princess, at this young age I also dreamt to marry a charming prince one day. But I knew it is never going to happen. Who will marry a mute princess?
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Meera~The King's triumphant Queen
Romance*Earlier known as ~the burning silence* After a fierce battle, he claimed her kingdom-and her fate. The princess, bound by duty to her people, chooses a path that may be her greatest sacrifice: to wed the man who conquered her world. One bound by c...