The Royal Betrayal

Lost princess

Shurparaka, Shahjahanabad and Madraspatnam refers to Mumbai, Delhi and Chennai respectively. And this isnt historic book, I m only taking some references. So pls dont expect any geological logic, because you wont find any.

"Ishita" her mother whispered entering Ishita's chamber. She expectedly looked toward Ishita, who didnt even glance her once.

Madhivi once again called her but get no response. Ishita who was humming wattering her flowers turned and gasped in fake surprise. She hurriedly put the watering can down and move toward her mother.

"Oh my, my." she bowed standing infront of her and continued "Queen of Madraspatnam infront of me. Is it a dream?"

"Ishita" Madhivi tried to caress her hair but she back off. Madhivi somehow controlled her eyes and roamed her eyes over her.

She looked so different.

Her Ishita was so childish, so full of life, just like a sunshine spreading happiness. She would dress on some cheap clothes, roam without any guards on her free will. But now . . . .

This Ishita was dressed in those royal jewellires, desiner sarees, face without any emotions, words full of venom. Confined in four walls of her chamber she looked anything but the Ishita she had abid in chariote.

"How are you?" She somehow said. The formal question she asked stung her heart but when Ishita replied in a monotonous way "I am fine, Thank you for asking, ranima. How are you?" her heart twisted with pain.

Knowing she wont be able to controll her tears Madhivi ran from there. Ignoring the damn protocle, she ran like anything but a elegant queen. Her beloved, knowing very well the situation englufed her in his arms. The tears kept running from those tried eyes till they reached their own palace.

*****

"We did a mistake." King Vishwanath said eyeing the brightest star from his bed, through the wide window.

"We should have listened to her. My baby is so changed, so hurt. She didnt even called me amma." the sad mother once again cried hugging the King.

While the King kept consoling his wife, somehow controlling to brust into tears remembering when his princess didnt even come to meet him.

"Atleast you could meet her." he wanted to say but stopped knowing he needed to support her right now, not start to cry instead.

*****

Ishita tried to touch soft looking blue petals only to be irrupted by her help-cum-bestfriend.

"Let me check it first your, highness. What if its poisonous!" Neelam exclaimed. Ishita first passed her a look and hurriedly touched the flower grinning like she won some trophy.

Neelam smiled seeing her like that. She loved it when Ishita smiled like this. It always remind her of the sunshine and she so want her to be happy that she took princess to jungle in morning, without any guard, or permission from maharani.