Trishalini ~ The Jewel of Mahabaleshgarh

49 ~ Black Attire

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Trishalini POV

Yuvraj was so much different. He always tried to talk to me, and I always said hurtful things to me. I was slightly contended that I did not marry Shantanu. I would never be able to smile if I were in Meera's place.

"And, you are not still pregnant?" I asked, all of a sudden. I wondered if they had done it so many times, how could she not get pregnant yet?

She shook her head. "No, I mean in one week we did it almost twenty times and no I am not pregnant yet," she said and my eyes widened with shock.

"Twenty times?" I asked and she laughed.

"Yes, it just feels so good, Trisha. Once you know, you will know," she said and I lowered my gaze.

But, this was not what I wanted from him. I mean, I understand that this was a crucial part of marriage but this could not be all of it. Or is it?

"You tell me, how is your husband and family?" she asked, and I looked up at her.

"My husband is different. He cares about me. You know, once he washed utensils with me, and then helped me wear those heavy jewellery and took my Buffalo and her child to the Kingdom," I said and she laughed.

"Really?" she asked and I nodded.

"Wow, this beautiful," she said and I nodded. Yes, this was beautiful and I should have appreciated that well.

"And, he does not feel ashamed of talking to me. I mean, he waited outside his Daadisa's tent so I could finish my conversation with her and then talk to him. He is good, really good," I said, and I did not know it made my heart heavy.

I should have behaved better. He was younger than me. He was confused. He had his problems, yet he never forced me to do anything I would not like. He tried to help me. He even asked me to be the Queen and he lowered himself to me.

Oh my God!

Why did I miss it?

"He is a Prince?" she asked again and I nodded.

"And, he helped you wash the utensils?" she asked, and I nodded. "Not just utensils, he even told me to not wear these biting toe rings if I did not want to. He brought me these tiny ones," I said and showed her my toe rings.

"Aw, this is beautiful. You are so lucky," she said and my weak smile shrank.

Was I lucky?

"He cares about me a lot," I managed to say and my eyes filled up with tears remembering the day he fainted when we tried to consummate. He did not want to hurt me and said he would never do that again. "He cannot see my crying," I muttered.

"Really?" she asked and I nodded. "My husband is slightly different. He liked it when I almost cried when we were making love," she said and I lifted my gaze to look at her.

I chuckled. "He would faint if I cried while doing that," I said and her eyes widened with disbelief.

"You are lying," she said and I chuckled shaking my head.

"I am not," I said.

"Trisha, he loves you so much. I mean, he is precious," she said and I looked at her.

"He loves me?" I knit my brows with confusion.

"Girl, what else do you want?" she asked shaking her head a little. "He cares about you so much. He helps you, he listens to you and he is good," she said and I looked away.