The Divine Beauty-Apsara {Zayn Malik} AU (Under Editing) #MissionDesi

58. Revelations- II

Previously on The Divine Beauty- Apsara 

Apsara cupped her mouth to forbid her from yelling. Her mind told her to force the door open and kill the Queen and the Prince that night. Her heart sinking as she heard those words coming from his mouth. Her heart palpitated and slowed down, making her feel weak.

All the while she'd been trusting the Devil himself.

And she hated herself for that.

She wanted to take revenge, brutal revenge... but she wanted to know why, why he wanted to do all this... She wanted to cry out loud, but her tears turned into aggression... and she soon paced towards his room.

She knew what she had to do, confront him.

.....

Her fuming anger made her stand in front of the Prince's room, which she knew was empty. The two guards who stood on either side of the door, looked at the dancer suspiciously.

"I've come here to meet Prince Zafar," Apsara told pleasantly despite all her emotions.

"Prince Zafar is not in his chamber, young lady.." One of the guards who was armoured, said.

"He has asked me to come and wait for him in the room..." Apsara cleverly said, and the other guard, smirked and whispered something in to the other man's ear.

"Well you may go in then..." The guard gave her permission to enter his chamber, which she felt, was more like a dungeon.

.....

Apsara looked around the room. She had plans. Being a lover of weaponry, the Prince sure had daggers and swords of different lengths and sharpness, in his chest of drawers. She knew how to use a dagger, she knew how to kill a person with it. 

She wanted his fate to be like her Father's...

She grabbed one of the smallest, yet the sharpest ones and hid it behind her immediately, as she saw the door open, revealing a Zafar who was already smiling.

.....

"The guards told me that a court dancer was inside, and I immediately recognized that it was you," Zafar smiled, genuinely, which Apsara didn't trust anymore.

Apsara went up to him keeping a stagnant expression. Her face showed no expression, which made Zafar curious.

"So what did you come here for? And this late?" Zafar pointed towards the window, which showed the dark sky.

Apsara kept silent, looking at him deep in the eyes. 

"Oh, I know... you don't want to say it out loud, do you? I know you've been missing me all these days..." Her buried his face in her neck, and Apsara gasped at the sudden contact.

"Oh don't worry, Apsara... no one can hear us..." Zafar said, smirking. His warm breath near her neck, made her want to stab the tool then and there, she wrapped her arms around his waist, like a warm embrace.

She aimed the tip of the dagger near his back- bone. She was just waiting for the perfect moment.

"What did my father do to you?" She whispered as she felt Zafar's breathing halt near her neck.

"What did the King do to you?" Her tone raised.

Zafar lifted his head from her shoulders. "W-what are you talking about, my dear?" Zafar asked innocently, grabbing her hand softly.

"Don't you dare call me your dear, you son of a-" She cried out in pain, as Zafar gripped her hand, twisting her left wrist, making her bones crackle. She yelled out for help, as Zafar saw her right hand with a dagger.