the answer to the last riddle was map, argh it was easy.
so here we go for another game :
Apple or mango?
Beach or Mountain?
Reading Book or Reading on phone?
Night owl or Morning bird?
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Ikshita's pov
A grin never escaped my face after the hottest encounter with him. I was feeling as if I was in the seventh sky. I know something is wrong with me. but this feeling was so beautiful.
His soft gaze, jealous expressions, toughness of muscles and all of him was still arousing numerous butterflies in my small tummy. Arghhhhh hayye itni khushi se kahin mein marr hi na jao...
hm hm, you have already been fidaa on your arsh , my subconscious mocked.
Hayee but the feeling of To be the center of someone's attention, to know someone is always waiting for me. Someone is there for me. This is so blissful. I don't know what was happening to me, but undoubtedly I was loving this feeling. I was unapologetically more than attracted to the King of this palace.
with just the mention of his I jumped and squealed while passing through the various galleries of the palace to my room. My giggles reverberated through the empty passage making it evident the reflection of the state of my heart.
My steps halted when I heard some identical voices.
"Maa, aap kyun itni chinta kar rahi hai ?" It was the voice of priyanka auntie. I can easily recognized her voice,
"Kaisi chinta na karo, mein priyanka, voh singhania hai singhania aur yhe aakarsh usko sarr par chadha raha hai," dadi replied back her voice laced in bitterness and rage. I was taken aback with the fact that They were discussing about me,
"Ma aap kyun bhool rahi hai voh diviyanka ki bhi beti hai." priyanka auntie retorted in a pleading voice and goosebumps arose in the back of my nape, they knew about my mother.
