Her parents made a contract for financial support with the Nobels so that they could earn their living. They just traded their daughter for their sake. She is an impeccable little soul-sustaining. She is not educated though, due to their status, so...
Days rolled on. Soon, Rakshit's 12 days of peace came to an end. He's going back to his mansion today and, one week after today, he would be a married man, or rather say married teen. It is 1st June 1789.
Rakshit's POV
Brewster's supplies......done!
My work supplies.......done!
My clothes.........done!
What else? Something is missing! What? Mmmmmm, oh yes! How can I forget it.
My special Diary......done!
Everything done!
I picked up my bag and Brewster followed me. I locked the room not before glancing it for the last time.
" Who knows it's the last time? I'm telling you, you are going to end up here again very soon!"
" And my dear so-called conscience, how's that?"
" How would I know? Do I have the power to predict future? No na! Then?"
" Then how come you come to know that I'll again end up here?"
" You dumbhead! See, you will return to the mansion today!"
"Yes!"
" Then you will marry the unknown girl in the next week!"
"Yes!"
"Then Shikhar and Twinkle will tease you!"
"But why?"
" Because you'll be lost in HER dreams!"
" No! ............But yes! Arghhhh! Leave it so?"
" Twinkle and Shikhar will tease you!"
" What will you take to speak further?"
"Listen na!"
"SPEAKKKKK!!!!"
" Shikhar and Twinkle will tease you!"
" Will you please stop exchanging the names and repeating the same sentence!"
"Ok!"
" SPEAKKK NOWWWW!!!!"
" Twinkle and Shikhar will tease you!!"
" You know what?"
"Now what? Can't you let me speak?"
"Get lost! Just get lost!"
It vanished into.....umm I don't know somewhere. I took a last glance at the room that provided me with heavenly pleasure and peace. I turned around only to find Brewster smirking and showing his tongue.
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Arghhhhhhhhhh! I'm tired. These two! Who the hell taught him to smirk?
" Hehe your sweet and cute and innocent and favourite and all-rounder and teasing-master and astounding and extraordinary and incredible and wonderful and spectacular and amazing and marvellous and nutty and silly and puerile and barmy and fanatical and wackadoo and magnificent and resplendent and sumptuous and monumental and talented and incomparable and renowned little brother Shikhar!"
