VIDHIRANI~ His Warrior

CHAPTER | 20

~Vidhi Surprises Randheer~

•Randheer POV

I couldn't help but watch her as she savored the last bite. A charming little smirk formed on her face, her cheek slightly swollen from the food. It was an endearing sight.

"Done?" I inquired eagerly.

She nodded in agreement, swallowing down the food. I grasped her dirty hand and lifted it over the vacant plate.

Taking the water jar in my free hand, I poured it over our hands, watching the water cleanse them as I rubbed them together. She blushed and stared at me in disbelief.

As I wash her hands, I can sense the distance between us. Our fingers intertwine, our palms slippery with the water that runs over them.

"I can do it myself, Ranaji," she said.

My thumb moved over her palm, tracing small circles, as I responded to her protest.

"Yes, I'm aware. But why do it yourself when I can always do it for you?" I replied, my voice steady and gentle.

I finished washing her hand, my fingers reluctantly left of hers. I could see the exhaustion in her face, the darkness under her eyes betrayed her tiredness. I took a moment to study her features before speaking.

"I know you're tired. You should rest now,"

I said, my tone gentle yet firm, leaving no room for argument.

I knew she'd protest, argue that she doesn't need to rest, but I'm not having it. I watched silently as she opened her mouth to respond, but I cut her off before she could speak.

"No, do not argue,"

I told her; my hand reached up to her face, and my finger brushed against her cheek.

"Just rest, Please,"

I reach out and gently brush my finger against her cheek.

Her eyes widen in surprise at the unexpected touch. I can see the struggle within her - the desire to resist and stand strong on her own, and the overwhelming fatigue that weighs her down. She may not admit it, but she desperately needs rest.

She finally nodded in agreement as I helped her up and guided her to the bed. I tucked her in with the comforter and watched as she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep, feeling a sense of relief as I saw her finally at peace.

I could see the instant transformation as her consciousness faded, her features softened as she fell into a deep sleep.

I let out a small sigh of relief, my finger still resting lightly on her cheek, feeling her soft breaths against my skin.

I reluctantly removed my hand from her cheek; my fingers trailing over her skin one last time. I knew I should go and meet Ashwath, but the sight of her sleeping peacefully made it difficult to tear my gaze away from her.

I took a moment to watch her, imprinting the image of her sleeping form in my mind, before silently standing up to leave.

With a heavy heart, I left her side and made my way to the chamber where Ashwath was stationed. As I quietly made my way to the door, the soft sound of my footsteps filled the room.

I stole one last glance at her peaceful sleeping figure, the steady rise and fall of her chest drew me in. I couldn't shake the longing to linger by her side a little while longer.

The hallway felt eerily quiet; the only sound was the soft echoes of my footsteps against the floor. A million thoughts raced through my mind as I walked, ranging from concern for her to guilt for leaving her alone.