SwaRon: The Fairy-Tale Affair

8. Mysteries Un-Puzzled

Swayam's POV

I kept staring at things aimlessly for hours, engrossed deeply into my thoughts. It was impossible for me to even spare a blink at the moment. It felt as though I would just lose an opportunity that would help me to find her. I couldn't put myself to rest, Not at all. Not at this moment when I had my mind already preoccupied with the incidents, and the loopholes that I tried to figure out. There was something missing in the entire frame of this happening, and I knew it. But was still unaware of it. It frustrated me no extend that I knew something was wrong but still I didn't knew what exactly it was. I sighed. Did I even make sense?

I knelt down at the plush comforting couch to feel my numb muscles hurting. The couch was nowhere close to comfort. In fact it just reminded me of her, the softness her skin possessed, the comfort she could provide. Ah! Nothing in the world can match her. I shook my head, as her thoughts consumed my mind, enveloping around my thoughts. I shuddered when the thought of her vulnerability crossed my mind. Did I just think of her vulnerable state? She better be safe, and unharmed. I wouldn't tolerate even a minor scratch to her. And the abductors are dead, for sure. Especially, this Prince Louis. Just let me, for once reach her, and find her safe. I wish for nothing else. On hearing my heart pound in my chest, I stiffened thinking of various things that had led her to this position, a vulnerable one. And it all ended up at me. I was the one to be blamed. My carelessness has been the reason and I could do absolutely nothing about it. When she needed me the most, I wasn't there to protect her, to safeguard her form the evil of the world.

I would regret every bit of my existence, if she is been hurt by any of this. I couldn't have been more foolish. I was here, in this kingdom, for a reason. For Prince Louis. But Sharon, she wasn't really into the plan. I had lost my mind. I needed to have a control over me, over all my erupting emotions. I had to be more careful rather than being more careless. I should have known that people would suffer, if they were found to be emotionally or for that matter, in any way, attached to me. I was a sin to be possessed. I should have stayed away from her. Cut off every string that connected me to her. At least then, she would have been safe.

Wish, there was a way to back in time and redo what you have already done. But Alas! Life doesn't seem to be that easy cake walk. I was shell-shocked to learn she had feelings for me, though I knew I had some too. But her claim over me as hers' was just.. maybe out of the blue. She was daring and confident, and with the same attitude she claimed me, the Mud-Blood she referred earlier, as hers', Her Mud-Blood. The even more shocking incident had to be the kiss that happened to be right before the time right before the extra-ordinary confession that she had showered. Never in my life would I be able to forget the burning sensation of her lips against mine, when she did that. She was outrageously dangerous, in her own way, as she says. But that day, my mind was still indecisive about us. And that's the reason I had clearly told her that I wasn't sure about it.

Not that I didn't want her to be a part of my life, it was only that I wanted things to fall in plan and wrap up this prince Louis case first before I get my hands on some other case, Personal though.

Yet, Life has always some extremely wonderful elements to showcase and amuse us with, always. And that's exactly what happened. The plan just fell into the wrong place and I entered a room which I wasn't supposed to. It was hers'. I was to stay away from her in order to concentrate over the safety and security of my people that was endangered by Prince Louis. I just wish I had never stepped into her room that day, when I sneaked in into the palace. Well, for the obvious reason, to have some insider knowledge about Prince Louis and his arrivals. Yet, curse my fate, I had landed into her room when she was barely in anything. Correction, she had nothing on. A dripping hot sensuous lady, that she was seduced and hypnotised minds by just the blink of her lashes. My mind drifted to an imaginary junction having all possible visuals of us, me-and-her, together. It was sheer torture to my eyes. The way the water droplets made their way into her made me gasp.