The Royal Tatvas

Chapter 33

Aditi was teaching herself how to use a sword. She was doing well, but every time she got defeated by Abhay. Aditi attacked Abhay again, but he defended himself, slightly pulling the sword away from his body and pushing her sword aside.

Aditi lost her balance, but before she could fall, Abhay held her hand. He pulled her up and said, "You need to practice more, Hukum Rani Sa. It is enough for today."

Aditi lowered her gaze and looked at her sword. Abhay was removing the cloth from his hand when he looked at Aditi. He came back and said, "Okay, if you really want more practice, let's practice our powers. Even I am new at it."

He came from behind and held Aditi's hand, raising it up. Her back touched his chest. He told her to close her eyes and concentrate.

Karan was cleaning his sword while watching them. Riya was admiring his face. His shirt was half unbuttoned, exposing his muscular chest.

Just then, Karan spoke without looking at her, "Stop staring at me." Riya flinched and said, "Who's even looking at you?" She paused, then looked at him again and asked, "By the way, are you single?"

Karan rolled his eyes and was about to go inside when he stopped at her voice, "Listen, Mr. Poker Face. I will not let you marry anyone else."

Karan made a frustrated face, took a deep breath, and went inside. He had been listening to her talk for a week and was done with it. Karan had no interest in marrying, but this girl was now after him.

Aditi just then broke a flowerpot. Abhay held her hand and said, "Control Princess. Just stay focused do not think about anything else or it will get out of control."

Aditi's eyes went back to normal, and she lowered her hand. 

*Holi day* 

Abhay was overseeing the arrangements and left Vivaan to proceed further. Vivaan glanced at the color tray, and a smile spread across his face as he picked up the colors with both hands.

He approached Vidhi, who was arranging the sweets. She was dressed in a white lehenga with a matching chunni. With one free hand, he gently held her and applied color to her cheeks.

Vidhi smiled and looked away. Vivaan rested his chin on her shoulder and wrapped his arm around her waist. He played with her hair and slid her kamarband sideways, sending shivers through Vidhi with every touch.

She held Vivaan's hand and said, "Go, Vivaan, do some work. The maids and servants won't do everything."

Vivaan pouted sadly and left. As soon as he was gone, Vidhi clutched her dupatta tightly and started breathing heavily, her face blushing red.

Just then, Vidhi dropped a utensil that hit her foot, causing her to shout in pain. Vivaan came running in, panicked, and asked, "Are you okay? Oh my, such a big vessel. Vidhi, come, we need to put something on this."

Without hearing a word, he picked her up in his arms and went outside the kitchen. He bent down, held her foot, and shouted for the first aid box.

Vidhi was about to say something when he placed his finger on her lips. "You are getting careless day by day, Vidhi."

Vidhi's eyes glistened at his care. She had never experienced such care from anyone except Aditi.

Riya was crying as she looked at them, and Karan slapped his head. Riya, sobbing, said, "Wow, she is so lucky."

Then she glared at Karan and walked away. The function started, and everyone was enjoying themselves. Vidhi was running, and Vivaan was chasing her. Aditi was looking out the window and then closed it.