What if the first...?

CHAPTER- 06

THIRD PERSON P.O.V:-

Sitting infront of the mirror, she looks at her reflection. She was dressed up in a red and blue bridal piece, adorned with gold, her long thick hair was combed and made beautifully in a bun. The villagers had been generous in the wedding of a girl who was not at all related to them. they were very kind for this, she thought looking at herself....But, "What have I gotten myself into? Why did I agree with this marriage?", she muttered lowly to herself. "But ofcourse, I had thought of just going with the flow of my life now, still isn't this too much dear god?", she thought.

Outside, where the wedding would take place, decorations were done beautifully as if the two people getting married were not some outsiders. Sitting infront of the hawankund, Arjun was dressed in his groom set provided by the villagers, while the priest read his mantras to begin the wedding. One thing was good he thought was that they had given him a white cloth paired with red, they might have noticed his love for white.

What silly thoughts were they both having while they waited for the marriage to finally begin?

"Call the bride", the priest ordered.

HER P.O.V:-

She finally looked up as a group of women finally came from outside to call for her while laughing and giggling. "Quiet happy for my marriage, aren't they?", she thought as she stood up when unnoticed by her, a woman from behind put a veil over her head to hide half of her face too. "Why this veil?", she asked.

"The couple will only see other person after the wedding begins, remember?", the woman replied as they took her out towards the mandap. "Are all bridal pieces this heavy?", she whispered to the woman.

"They are... the bride should stand out the most and look the most beautiful so that the groom doesn't look at anyone else", the woman answered while smiling. And finally, she reached the mandap and was made to sit beside the groom, but there was still a partition in between them, a thick piece of cloth, which was slowly removed after the priest had ordered to remove every thing stopping the couple to be to look at each other. Her veil was removed before the cloth from between them, but she kept her gaze down.

When the partition was finally removed she slowly whispered asked Arjun, while not looking at him. "Why did you agree for the marriage...?"

HIS P.O.V:-

"Why did you agree for the marriage...?", he heard her voice, which somehow now sounded like honey and to answer her question, he looked in her direction but was involuntarily stopped. How? he did not know, his body stopped on itself when his gaze fell on her for the first time. Right, he remembered... he was seeing her for the first time, but why did she look so different...? so ethereal...? why so mesmerizing...?

His eyes took in the way she looked, they roamed over her face as he opened his mouth to speak, "I-..." where was his answer? why could he not speak? what sort of maaya is this? Only his eyes worked, looking at her simply... looking at those eyes... those eyes, mesmerizing blue.. those cheeks, whitish golden in color, looking so soft, will they tear if he touches them with his calloused hands? and the lips, the lips... so plump, cherry red... as if, calling for him to-

"Please now, put the mangalsutra around her neck", the priest spoke bringing him out of his trance like situation making him follow his words and do the same, followed by him filling her maang with the holy red powder with sindoor and then adorning her head with a chudamani and doing other things to fulfil their marriage, finally taking her as his partner... HIS FIRST...

THIRD PERSON P.O.V:-

"Arjun!", the area was soon surrounded by chariots, seemingly of royal status, but why were there two royal families there...?

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Word count- 660 words

Hey cherries! The marriage finally happened! hope you all like it!