Separation

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31-The separation

Chandrali's POV

I was trying to escape his hold but nothing helped me, his clasp was strong.

I could feel fear in my heart, I wanted to go home, to Abhyudit but how?

He dragged me and made me sit over the horse as he sat behind me. I felt disgusted but he was holding me by my throat.

I hated all this, I could feel his chest over my back.

We rode back to his palace and he tossed me over the bed. I corrected my cloths, my eyes filled with tear but before he could touch me, I threw my hairpin and it hit his left eye.

He screamed in pain but then started laughing like a psycho, I could not understand what is happening?

Does he not feel any pain? 

Just as I stood up and held some object for protection, I saw him pull the pin out of his eye and he did not even flinch.

He kept his palm over the bleeding eye and smirked at me.

Blood was all over his face but he still laughed and before I knew it, he held my hand so tightly that I had to leave the object and instead hold his bicep to move his hand away.

"Anahira, aap ne Hume sabse badi Khushi Di hai yeh dard De kar"

"Anahira, you have given me the biggest happiness by giving me this pain", I frowned at his words.

"I am not Anahira, I am Chandrali, the Queen of Harshagarh and wife of Maharaj Abhyudit Harshavardhan. Leave me", my voice was determined as I tried to remove my hand from his, my bangles broke but he did not care.

Why am I involved in all this? I want to kill him.

"You are my fucking wife. That bastard had taken what is mine", he said and fisted my hair, pulling them down and I screamed as I felt pain.

"I am not your WIFE", I shouted at his face and slapped him harshly. But he did not bulge and instead glared at me.

"I am leaving you this time but if you slap me-", I cut him off as I slapped him again, this time more harshly.

I am not scared by his words, he cannot hurt me however he wants. I am not his toy.

This time I gasped as he harshly slapped me, I fell over the ground. It was so harsh that I felt blood come out if my mouth.

I glared at him with all my might and said,"Tum Hume apni patni kabhi nhi bana paoge, hum sirf Abhyudit ki hai aur unki hi rahege".

"You cannot make me your wife, I am Abhyudit's and will remain the same", I roared and pulled the sword from the side table. I had hidden it there.

I slashed his bicep and he flinched from it. He does feel pain but just wants to act like a man who doesn't.

I twirled as he came to hold me again and attacked his back. I slashed him three times as fast as I could and I felt him weaken as he coughed blood.

"You were mine, the day you were born. For now I am leaving but I will now return with your huasband's head", he said and went away.

I stumbled to the floor and cried, I could still feel his touch over me.

I looked at the broken bangles scattered on the floor. 

I had escaped but I was again here. Last night, I tricked my brother somehow and managed to escape as I killed the guards outside and laid one of them inside with a man's help. I do not who he was but maybe he showed me sympathy.

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