Yuddhjeet POV

"I am really sorry to interrupt you both, but Maharaj Vishwaroop has summoned Maharaj Yuddhjeet right at this moment."

I broke my assault on her, loathed with anger. The head commander of Devgarh stood tall before me. I glared at him and he lowered his gaze. I wanted to continue my torture on this stupid Princess. I didn't wish to fuck her anymore. She was not my type. I just wanted to play with her now - my personal dark games. I knew that the women of Devgarh didn't cover themselves much and now I had marked my territory. I want her to feel embarrassed. This was the beginning of my torture, but I had to maintain an image before her too, since the location of the Royal stamp was still not known to me. I knew how I would do that, but right now meeting that Vishwaroop seemed more important. Why the bloody hell was that old brat calling me now?

I paced to the head commander and he bowed down before me. Ah! I love people's submissive gestures for me.

"Your Highness"

He signalled his hand for me to move and I ordered him.

"You don't need to come with me. Go wherever you want to."

I came out, and headed towards Vishwaroop's chamber. That old brat welcomed me with a grin and I returned a fake smile to him.

"My King! I am very happy to tell you that all the kings of princely states that are under Vijaygarh are ready to give credence to you as the SAMRAT of entire North western Bharat."

A huge grin embellished my face listening to his words. I remember my mother had made this proposal a year ago, but a few low status kings had refused to take me as their Samrat, but why were they accepting me now? I was lost in the trail of thoughts, furrowing my eyebrows, and old brat continued

"I requested them and sent the letters that you are going to be my son-in-law and every allegation they had ever come across, against you is false and they agreed to acknowledge you as our SAMRAT unanimously."

Oh! So this man was actually ruling the hearts of people, but it won't last long. I beamed and thanked him, with a hug. Everything was working in my favour, and this news was cherry on the cake. We had a few talks and I went to the garden where Chandralekha was seated, peacefully. She was alone and I approached her. I looked at Devgarh's head commander standing there, maintaining a significant distance from the Princess

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Chandralekha POV

The King left and I sighed, gulping to moisten my already dried throat. Why the hell was I so scared of him? I've read that women feel safe around their men, but I was feeling anything but safe with him. His aura was haunting me. I couldn't control myself and I broke into silent sobs.

I felt Raghav rushing towards me. I fell on the ground and he sat along with me. He lifted his arms to hold mine, but stopped  midway. I was scared grievously. I couldn't control myself to initiate a hug at this moment. I clasper him tightly and cried my heart out. He embraced me gently and caressed my back. His hold was tight yet soothed. It was not like that of the King. I was somehow feeling secured in his arms. This is something I wanted to feel in King's arms, but I was feeling it here, with Raghav! What the hell was happening to me?

After some time I came out of the hug and felt him cupping my cheeks, lovingly. His hands were rough yet caring. I had felt his touch for the first time and just realised that he never tried to touch me! He confessed his love to me, but never tried to force himself on me. It was now that I realised why he kept his gaze low. He didn't even want to look at me without my permission. I was lost in the cascade of thoughts while tears got collected in my eyes again

"I am sorry Princess for showing you my face again. It was urgent and sorry to disturb you both, during your intimate moment."

"It's okay Raghav! Please forgive me. I shouldn't have yelled at you like this. I shouldn't have called you ........a low born."

The last words came out as a whisper, and I was trying hard to hold back my tears. He caressed my cheek with the back of his hand while saying

"It's okay, my Princess! You are still young and I don't get offended by the words of kids."

He chuckled, calling me a 'kid' and I gave him a irritated look. Before the proposal incident, we stayed as good friends and he used to call me a 'kid' then, infuriating me back then, too. He used to tease me a lot, but always maintained decency around me.

"Don't call me that. I'm grown up."

I slapped his shoulder softly as I cooed. He smiled looking at me and I returned it, feeling comfortable now.

"Want to visit the garden? You'll feel better."

He inquired, and I nodded. We straightened up and walked to the garden. Strangely, he didn't ask for the reason behind my tears. He had always been concerned about me, but today he seemed different.

Ambling through the hallway, I could feel a detachment between us. He was hurt! He was pretending that he wasn't, but I could sense it now.

We arrived at the garden and got seated on a wooden bench. He took my hand, and caressed it gently, consoling me. We sat there for some time, silently, and then he left the place in urgency. What was wrong with him? He strode to a distance, and acceded to the soldier's position.

Before I could comprehend his gestures, I felt the King's presence near me, and he took a seat beside me. I tried to shift a little, but he encased his arm around my waist, and I refused to budge anymore. I shivered, as he leaned closer to my ear, and muttered in his heavy voice.

"Don't get scared of me, Pretty rose! I am sorry for what I did in your chamber."

"It's okay!"

I tried to establish an eye contact with him, but my heartbeats were already racing badly.

"I told you that my love would be painful."

He mumbled, a devilish smile etched on his face, and I could feel goosebumps all over my body again. I wanted to change the course of our conversation, so I asked him impromptu

"Why did Father call you to his chamber?"

He ogled me shamelessly, and asserted

"To announce the cancellation of the deal."

"Which deal?" I enquired, grooving my brows

"Devgarh has best education system for women and I wanted to establish the same in Dravidian states as well. I thought it would strengthen our relationships with them, but your father refused to do so. Only Devgarh can do it because it's their field of work." He informed me.

This piece of information was shocking for me, since my father was a kind of person who always initiated such works. Why was he against this policy?

"Why is he against this policy?" I asked him

"Your father are not in good terms with the Dravidians. That's their personal animosity." He told me

"I've never came to know about any such thing in my entire life. Let me talk to him. He is the man who puts people before his personal grudges. He'll definitely agree to this." I assured him, and tried to straighten up, but he held my hand and pulled me back.

"Would you go to your father like this? You are marked. Also I don't feel you should raise this topic before him now. I got to know about this from my mother that there's some serious matter between your father and the Dravidians. So better not talk about this anymore." I nodded, not being able to comprehend of how I was expected to react at this.

"Once the policy is executed, everything will be sorted. If you really want to do something for those women, arrange your royal stamp for me. Once the letter is sent and the construction begins, I will personally talk to your father and clear everything up."

I was amazed by his plan. He really wanted to help people all across Bharat. I smiled, and imparted a secret information to him.

"You know what I'm not just a daughter to my father, I am his right hand. He discusses everything with me and that's why he has given me a copy of the royal stamp too. This is the one that my mother used to carry, and now my father had given it to me. Come with me, I'll give it to you."

I stood up and he followed me. We both strolled together and reached my chamber. I excused myself for some time to go inside the inner area of my chamber. Opening the trunk, I brought it out and went straight to him.

I found him waiting for me over there, and I passed the stamp to him. He smiled looking at me and thanked me. I nodded, feeling elated, and he went away. I didn't know why I felt uneasy doing that. It was the first time I was hiding something from my father, but I knew he would be happy eventually.

I called for Sukanya and she arrived. I asked her to get some drinks to King's chamber as his punishment wasn't completed, when he had to leave. It could pose as an apology.

I looked at worried face of Kanya, and she mumbled

"Please send someone else there sakhi. I don't like the way King's comrade looks at me."

I felt weird at her statement, she was already covered in sweat. Placing my hand on her shoulder, I implored

"Please kanya, it's like an apology. I need to send someone who's close to me."

She looked at me with pleading eyes, and nodded in acceptance. I could sense her tension, so I hugged her. The hug was warm and calming. I don't know why I suddenly felt emotional, and I felt like whether or not I will be able to feel her in future.

I brought myself back from such stupid thoughts, followed by breaking the hug. Her eyes had turned teary and she left.

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