Internal V.1: Child of Discord (Internal, third draft)
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Well met, twerps.
Name's Azalea Husniria; been through fourteen summers. Princess, many call me to this gorgeous face, and 'jerk' behind my back. Just maybe, I deserve that.
Bein' higher up the rung ain't all bless, I tell ya. Believe it or not, my mom, the ruthless Lady Mirani, had been nurturin' deep spite against the 'primary' Husnirid line--that of Dad's first wife--and sadly, that spite had spilled over to how Mom's brought me up: often abrasively.
On the flip side, three-quarters of this Vikrish Peninsula answer to my House, the Husnirids; but there are chinks in every armor, and for me, it's my mom's simmering spite.
Unless, somehow, she can reform herself. Fast.
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Wearing that bridal dress again is a disaster for her because of the crippling guilt. He asks her to wear her nikkah dress if she wishes to meet her parents. Perhaps he is looking out to make a point to them that now she was his. He enters the room and finds her standing near the window, Cladded in her bridal dress which was enough as a mark to tell everyone that she is his. She turns around. For the first time today, he doesn't find the hatred seeping into his eyes for her. Instead, her shining green orbs seems hurt. "Why did you make me wear this dress again?" She inquires. He shrugs his shoulders confidently. "To make a point in front of your family that you are mine and no one, including them, is allowed to mess up with what's mine." "What am I supposed to do then?" "You are now going to stay at your parents's place till I get my own family to accept our nikkah, which they will do eventually. Then they will come to your house, meet your parents and we'll get married in a proper ceremony. You got a promise from me to get the status, respect, and honor of my wife from everyone, and you'll ultimately get that," he informs her truthfully. "What will you tell my parents about all this? And what am I supposed to inform them? And..." She trails off when something hit her mind. She quickly looks back at him. "Don't tell me that you will put the total blame on me. That...that I fled from my house to marry you." "I am not a coward who would ask a woman to leave whatever she had behind to marry me. I loved you openly. I married you openly too. And I'll make you get the status of my wife openly and fearlessly too. I ain't a scared loser who would hide myself behind a woman. I'll tell everyone the truth," he almost roars. She doesn't know why she liked whatever he spoke even though it is wrong on so many levels. Start Date: 06.06.2024 End Date: 23.11.2024
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