Princess cloths
1086 Words
Ashoka was capsized.
Even previously, he was fascinated with the Princess but not attending the gathering, and where all nobles with family are invited, felt childish to him.
This childish nature is not proper for the well-deserved society.
They have to be an ideal for the people of the kingdom, that were his thoughts.
The gathering was not an invitation. It was mandatory for every royal being to be present.
And how did he know that she was not there?
His eyes were searching for her only. He was sure that he will able to see her again.
The Prince wanted to.
He felt suction towards her.
But he wants an answer for the nonchalance she had shown.
Not adhering to the rules was another thing but what he doesn’t want was, the insult of Acharya. Acharya meant a lot to him as well for the kingdom.
Exiting from the Mandovar, he ordered the guard to inform the Princess of his arrival.
The guard passed the message to the maid that was outside the bath, the maid in return passed the message to the Prince that, the Princess will be attending him after she finishes her bath.
As soon the Prince caught the lines, a smile curved on his lips. He signaled the maids and servants to leave the premises.
They did as told.
Prince entered the bath area.
Princess back was shining from the sunlight falling on her, fabricating the scene more stupendous.
He enjoyed the beauty. He was mesmerized. Curiosity got the best in him; he wants to look the front of her too.
“Meera cloths” she said and stand up, her long back and her curves did something to the Prince.
The trance brakes when she moves her hand forward to grab her clothes. Few seconds passed when she didn’t get her clothes, she called for her maid and turned, ”Meera”, but faced the Prince of the Kingdom.
“ Aaaaaaaaah” she screamed and jumped back in the water, her face got red by the shame and the anger.
She thought the kiss was out of the boundary but this act of Prince of Amartya crossed the line. Her breathing start coming up fast.
'How much time he was standing there? Does this man have no shame? Prince is shameless', princess mind cursed him.
Prince smirked inwardly, the look on her face is making something in him churn.
He was swallowing her every inch.
His eyes were traveling all around her as if looking at something, he owns.
Something in him wants her to bow down.
He wants her to beg mercy to him.
He wants her to be vulnerable, in front of him.
“Such a shameless act” she mumbled in a low voice.
Her face became red in shame but eyes were looking straight in his eyes asking for the cause of humiliation he did to her.
Why did he have to cross the boundary?
“Not childish as yours,” Prince said, shamelessly still having his eyes on her cleavage that she was doing her best to hide.
Princess knew where his eyes were hooked, she became more flustered. She was not able to gather his words, they made her confused.
Nonetheless, she cannot offend the Prince, it would not be good for her father and brother nor for his villagers. This season the villager's were not able to pay the capital tax, their harvest got rotten by the epidemic. His father is also busy building several granaries in the west wing of Chiva. These things have to be run smoothly which cannot be done if the Prince is on their bad side.
She also doesn’t want to get the attention of him as she was rarely able to breathe in the same air as him. She composed herself and gulped all the humiliation.
“His Highness must be having an urgent work so he could not wait to me be out of the bath. How can I serve you, your Highness.”
Serve me...., in many ways, Prince wanted to say.
He smiled at her act, how she throws her anger out of the thoughts and composed herself. Apt for being a queen.
“Yes, heaven, come here,” he said to her.
Who heaven? Princess thought. There is no maid to found.
“I am talking to you my beautiful nymph”.
Princess chiseled. Is he the Prince who no one gets hushed from praising? What he made him think that I will be out like this? Is he having no modesty to leave me to dress?
“Your Highness, give me some time, let me dress,” she said acting her best on sincerity.
The audacity of the Prince was making her uncomfortable. No men were this close to her, no one has seen, what he saw today. But she could not do a single thing let alone raise her voice.
“How can you dress without your clothes, young lady? Come out of the water and take your clothes” he said. His words were having a hidden motive behind.
LORD SUN! take me away, Princess prayed.
“Please no majesty, don’t make fun like this,” she said apologetically.
“Does it look like, I am saying this for fun” the coldness and demand in his voice made it clear that it was an order.
Princess has no choice but to adhere to his command.
She closed her eyes and breathe in. She was going to do the most embarrassing thing in her life. She stood up covering herself with her hands which were a failed attempt. Looking down she moved her right leg in front and then left.
The cold air warned her with the looks prince is offering her. She moved her hand forward, ”clothes” she said in a trembling voice.
Her inaudible voice reached the Prince, who was drowning in lust. He put her dress in front of her in a very slow motion that can happen in nature, as he wants to drown in the beauty present before his eyes. He was continuously making the eye contact with her while the princess was looking down, but when she placed her hand to grab he instantly grabbed her hand, pulled her towards him,“ name please” he hushed in her ear's.
“Dhara,” Princess said feeling water in her eyes because of the shameless act and fled with her clothes.
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