Journey to the Old Era (Drisana's Mahabharat #1)

Chapter 57

Drisana sat reading a book in her chamber when a dasi came with a message. She smiled looking at the handwriting. Nakul was waiting for her at the backyard. Drisana thought a little. Nakul always brought gifts for her. But she rarely gave him anything. She should also give a gift to her groom, shouldn't she? With that thought, Drisana took out a box. The content inside was made at Drisana's specific order. She wanted to give this to Nakul at a perfect time. But with Nakul, every moment was perfect.

Drisana reached straight to the clearing between the trees. There a swing was made from wooden plank and ropes. It was beautifully decorated with spiralling leafy green vines and flowers. Drisana went near the swing and sat down on it. The smile never left her face.

"Do you like it?" Nakul asked in her ear coming from behind.

"It's beautiful." Drisana replied in a soft amazed voice looking at him.

Nakul pushed the swing, rocking it gently to and fro. Just as the swing started to move, a shower of Jasmine flowers ran down on her from above. Drisana giggled in delight. Nakul smiled broadly looking at her. Her this happiness made every little effort worth it. After swaying some more, Nakul came front and knelt before her. He looked at her eyes and touched her right ankle. Holding it gently, he brought her foot to rest on his knee. A shiver ran through her as he caressed her foot softly. His eyes never left her face as he removed her anklet. He then took out a pair of anklets and put it around her ankle.

"It is said that a bride wears anklets to announce her presence on her husband's house and to draw his attention. My attention never strays from you when you're around Hridaya and I promise it never will." He said putting the other one on her left ankle. A blush coloured her face while her eyes were held captive by his.

Nakul came to sit beside her after getting up from his kneeling position. He brushed away a hair lock that was falling in her face, caressing her cheek in the process. Drisana's eyes closed feeling his touch. Nakul came closer staring at her. She felt his breath falling into her face. He then slowly placed kisses on her closed eyelids and came closer to her lips. Her eyes remained closed and breath caught at throat in anticipation as she felt him getting closer. He smiled looking at her and instead whispered,

"You're blushing. I guess Maharani Mangalya succeeded then?" Drisana opened her eyes hearing him. A smirk played on his lips as he put a little distance between them.

"No. Not at all. You have exclusive rights to this blush. Only you can make it appear." Drisana said matching his smirk as Nakul chuckled. "I've also brought something for you today." Drisana said. Nakul looked with curiosity as Drisana took out a gold ring from the box. The ring was in the shape of a flaming sun with a sword crossing it in the middle. Only the handle and the tip of the sword that came out from the other side was visible. The middle of it was engraved in the golden sun. Taking his left hand in hers, Drisana slipped the ring on his fourth finger.

"You know, in that yug there's a ritual in marriage where bride and groom exchanged rings. It was believed that a never ending circle was the symbol for eternity and a vein is connected straight to the heart from the fourth finger, particularly on the left hand. So bride and groom used to slip it on that finger so their love remains for eternity." Drisana said.

"It's perfect. Just like you." Nakul said smiling at her.

"I'm not perfect. You're just blind in love to see my flaws." Drisana said chuckling.

"Then I want to remain blind for all eternity my Hridaya."

Yudhisthir was seating with Maharaj Drishadvat and Maharaj Subahu at the living area after lunch talking randomly. Suddenly they heard Rajkumar Daiwik's voice.