Haider couldn't express what he felt at that moment, no riches compared to the satisfaction he felt wash over him as he watched the king of Bundelkhand shameful, angry and broken.
What Haider never expected was Vikram Singh's accusation on Meera, for a king how could Vikram Singh be so stupid to think his own daughter would plot such a mindful game against her own father that too with a man she has never laid her eyes on for 22 years of her life.
"— Divyanshi was right about you all along, she was. Your blood is dirty I'm sure if it now." Vikram Singh spat.
Haider stood their watching the conversation transpiring between the father and the daughter, confused as he couldn't comprehend the King words.
He heard his wife's companion gasp and knew that whatever the deeper interpretation of his words were, they weren't very pleasant.
"Baba sa please." Meera whimpered as if in pain. It was faster than lightening, Vikram Singh raised his hand and swung it across Meera's face, a loud thunderous noise echoed through the tent. Meera stumbled due to the impact but Haider's hands shot ahead instinctively to hold her.
He turned her around to look at her, it was the first time he held his wife, the first time he saw her face, and she was beautiful. Very beautiful.
He looked at her face, her left cheek displayed a very angry handprint, her lower lip was busted and bled a little. Something in him ticked. He knew the man standing in front of him was an animal but animals at least cared about their children, this man was nothing less than a monster.
"HOW DARE YOU." Haider roared, he held the king by the scruff of his collar, and backhand the turban on his head causing it to fall down.
Haider hovered over Vikram Singh, he looked deadly, merciless almost like death himself.
"How did you fucking dare." Haider hissed.
Meera was stunned, her father had not only insulted her, accused her of plotting against him but he also hit her, she would have never in a million years thought of something so horrid happening with her. Meera was shocked, she was frozen trying to process what had happened with her until Haider's voice had broken her out of the trance.
She jumped back with a start into reality and saw Haider holding her father by the scruff of his collar looking like he could tear her father into shreds with his bare hands.
She reached out for his hand which fisted her fathers kurta.
"Leave him." She said pulling his arm, but he paid no heed.
"Leave him." She tugged on harder failing to budge even a muscle of his arm.
"Leave him Haider. Leave him right now." She shouted.
Haider left Vikram Singh's collar and give him a slight shove behind making Vikram Singh stumble.
"Never. Never trying pulling a stunt like that again. I will cut your hands and hang them around your neck." He hissed. "You have an hour, exactly an hour. Take your disgusting self back to your place before I change my mind and plunge my sword in your heart." Haider pushed Vikram Singh out of the way and moved to exit the tent, the chief followed him behind.
"Stay." He whispered to the chief looking between his new wife and her father.
Tahir stood at the corner near the entrance and diagonal to him stood Meera's lady in waiting Kanika.
The atmosphere in the tent was cracking with tension.
Meera whipped her tears and walked towards her father, hoping that he would see the truth now.
"Plea..Please listen to me, I haven't I wouldn't never do anything to-."
"Hold it." Vikram Singh snapped.
"Don't you dare." He seethed in anger. "Don't say another word, I don't want to strangle you to death and trust me I'm holding myself back from doing it by a thin thread."
Vikram Singh looked at his daughter and then at Kanika and then back to his daughter.
"I'm leaving in the next five minutes Kanika, come if you want to right now or our gates will never open for you either."
"Kaka sa (uncle) please don't ." Kanika begged tears flowing down her eyes looking at the plight of her best friend.
"Five minutes." He said and turned around and left the tent.
Meera collapsed on the floor and cried, she cried like a baby, she wailed like she had lost someone, maybe she knew she had.
Meera lost her father today.
She was truly an orphan now.
And the only reason for her condition was Haider Ali Khan.
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The Two Kingdoms (Completed)
Romance•Completed• *Read only if you can accept the grey shade of life* The Kazi was called in, a few prayers were read in a tongue unknown to her and then she agreed to being his wife with just two words, three time for a life time. Two people, A Rajput...
