Fuck you...Your Majesty!

2

"Wake up your Highness! It's morning!" The familiar voice jerked Salil awake from his sleep. And to say he was surprised would be an understatement. He was shocked. Finding his dear attendant, whom he had watched bleed to death, walking around his room and arranging his things for the morning was shocking. He wanted to believe that what he just saw was a dream but something told him it wasn't. And as if on cue he got flashbacks of his previous life. How the king's noblemen framed him, how he lost his child, how he killed himself... All the torment played before his eyes like a broken record. And then a voice sounded,

"High king Salil... I give you a second chance at life. Use it wisely."

And it was like something snapped in the said person. The loss, agony, and anger he felt in his previous life came back rushing.

"Are you awake yet Salil?" The High King snapped from his daze hearing his attendant, Madhur's voice once again. He couldn't help the tears that left his eyes.

"Does it hurt a lot, Salil?" asked a clueless Madhur seeing Salil shed silent tears. Maybe his Majesty was a lot more rough last night, thought the attendant, and rushed to his master's aid but the bone-crushing ug he received out of nowhere shocked him. Salil was hugging him like it was the last time they were seeing each other. This increased his confusion tenfold.

Recovering from his crying fit, Salil asked Madhur a very important question. Date. He needed to know if he still had time before that horrible fate repeated itself.

"It's been a year and a half since you married the King. It's the second day of Chaitra, today. You were quite drunk at the king's birthday celebration yesterday. Later the King escorted you to your chambers and stayed the night." said Madhur as he helped Salil into the bath. Now Salil understood why he was feeling so sore. Horny bastard, he cursed the king in his heart as he cleaned himself with the occasional help of Madhur.

While dressing up in his robes, Salil's attention went back to the date Madhur had told him. If it was a year and a half since their marriage, then it meant that concubine Mayuri has already entered the palace, and now he had just four months to escape the deadly fate. But if the king stayed with him the last night then it meant that he may be pregnant.

Pregnant. Baby. How rejoiced he was when heard these words in his last life but right now all he felt was sheer fear just by the thought of it. And if it happened then it was much more necessary for him to escape this palace to save the little life, to save himself. And he knew who could help him in this mission.

He was done loving the bastard of a king. Now he wanted nothing to do with him. His Majesty could go fuck himself with a dagger for all he cares.

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"The High King wants to send a letter to his brother, your Majesty," said King Atharva's shadow guard, Shikhar as he presents the letter he had just received from Salil's attendant. Atharva raised his eyebrow at the letter. He does not remember Salil wanting to send a letter to his brother in his past life.

Yes, Salil wasn't the only one who remembered his past life.

Waking up next to Salil in the morning confused him to no end but when he heard a voice telling him about his second chance at life, he rejoiced. He wanted to stay back with his husband and care for him but then he was reminded of the pests dwelling in his palace and he was forced to leave his sleeping husband with a kiss on his forehead.

"Let me clear those pests off the palace and then I'll show you how much I love you my love." whispered the king to his sleeping husband and left but not before appointing a troop of his shadow guards to protect his queen. He'll be damned if he let any harm come to his beloved this time.

"Your Majesty?" Shikhar's voice snapped him out of his thoughts and commanded him to read the letter his high king has requested to send. It wasn't about not trusting his high king, it was just the procedure.

"It's been a year and a half so
soon, brother. Life here in this palace is fine. But I miss the mango tree of our palace. It must be flowering now... I hope you're doing fine brother.
And that you have found someone
to love..."

Read Shikhar. He was quite confused to see the High King talking to his brother about some mango tree when he could've complained about all the unfair things that happened to him since he entered the palace. The High King had a heart of gold if he forgave all those follies of the stupid king.

Little did he know that the mango tree was a safe word that Samartha had told his brother,  Salil to use when he wanted to escape his marriage when he was leaving his kingdom. Young Salil had laughed at the worrywart of a brother he had. He was sure that he was never going to use the term ever after all King Atharva loved him. How naive was he?

Atharva took as his husband craving mangoes and which lead to Princess Swara's arrival at Salil's palace with huge crates of mangoes from the king.

                            *******

The very next night when Salil was getting ready to sleep, a bird flew into his chamber, his brother's pet eagle, Hawa to be precise.

Salil raised his hand and the bird perched on it like it used to back in the Kaveri Kingdom. Salil took out the little scroll attached to a chain hidden in the bust feathers of the mighty bird and read it.

"Can I hold a pompous celebration ?"

Read the letter. Salil couldn't help but laugh at his brother's antics. The guy would always jump to wars without thinking much. But he couldn't let his brother fight this one. It's not that he didn't trust his brother's skills, he just didn't want any kind of bloodshed.

As for kicking that stupid king's ass, there were many other ways for it.

Hiding a simple message in Hawa's bust feathers, Salil set the bird free. He was sure that his brother would easily understand the message after all it wasn't the first time that they were using this secret code.

Soon he would be back home. And this thought made him go to bed with a smile.

The shadow guards who watched the bird leaving the queen's chambers tried catching it to check if there was anything that would harm the high king but the bird was too quick. In a blink of an eye, it was hundreds of metres above the ground, blended into the darkness leaving the guards to stare at the sky helplessly. His Majesty would have their head for this little slip.

                            *******

In the kingdom of Kaveri, the bird perched on his master's hand, waiting for his reward for his successful endeavour while his master read the message his loyal pet had brought.

"I just want to see the tree."

King Samartha smiled reading the message. A plan already brewing in his mind.

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My loyal readers who are giving this book a chance...  please comment. As for the rest books, I will write when I find the right way to continue the plot.