The Unfair Agreement

Chapter 2

"PRINCE !! Please try focusing on your training..... please come back your highness its for your own good.!!"

"NO WAY. I CANNOT HIT RAMU WITH THAT STICK HE IS MY FRIEND!!! ALL OF YOU ARE BAD GUYS!!!!" the 8 year old boy yells at his teacher running towards the royal garden.

The one garden specially made for his mother and was forgotten as time passed by since her death when the young boy was 3 years old................

Tears running down his chubby cheeks as the little boy looks around the garden with his glassy emerald eyes..... after scanning the surrounding with hawk eye gaze he finally moves the curtain of greenery draped over the cave entrance which is his secret hide out.!!

(Don't tell the guards ok:))

He squats down there with his tiny dhoti around his waist and a upavastra ( a Draper to cover the chest region for men). Over his shoulder which he now pulls down to completely cover his chest and his torso.

Hearing the sound so some foot steps approaching towards him the boy covers his mouth with his hands, trying not to make a tiniest bit of sound.

" Hey did you find the Prince!!".

" No.... he's becoming smarter in his hide and seek game every passing day..... its gonna be hard listening to the lecture of Guruvar ( Sanskrit word for teacher). ".

" that's a given.! Let's search for him in the west wing of the palace.!"

" ok let's try that place also".....

Huffing all along the two guards move towards the western wing of the palace.

Confirming the absence of the guards the boys shoulders relax , breathing a sigh of relief......throwing his head backwards with his eyes closed...… Though closed! Those eyes have witnessed most cruel situations!!

Every time his eyelids close...…he flinches at the picture played in front of him.

The day his mother passed away.!

Shades of red scattered all around as his mother shouts at the 5 year old child... her voice filled with worry, care ,fear,... not for herself but for her son..

"SAMU LEAVE ME. GO TO YOUR ROYAL FATHER. DONT COME NEAR ME!!!!".

He still feels the agony...…. and her soft voice which now is filled with painful harmony.

He still feels the sting of pain in the deepest part of his heart...….

The boys jolts at someone's uninformed sneeze. His face now turning pale thinking that there was another person in his hide out all this time.!!

He slowly tip toes toward the sound and finally come to the rear end of the cave which opens up into another vista of lush green bed of well maintained garden with crimson roses scattered all over it.

Secretly scanning the now visible garden he finally finds a little girl talking all to herself!!

Has she gone crazy??. Having these thoughts in his mind he approaches her from behind and she turns around slowly feeling a presence of some one standing behind her.

He finds a girl about 4 years old squatting down with her silk skirt dipped in mud which he doesn't seem to care about.

Her bark black glassy eyes with thick moist eyelashes being a solo proof that she was crying here all alone.

The boy then notices a beautiful butterfly resting on her wheatish tiny fingers.

And looks at her with amusement.

She looks at him with horror and a fear of being caught red hand by her head maid and as a result tears start to make their way down the hill!!.

Noticing the sensitivity of the situation the boy gently strokes her hair with his tiny hands and asks her

" Are you lost. If yes then you can ask my help. I am the Prince you see I can lead you out of here".

Says the boy, pride overwhelming in his chest.

The girl looks at him and signals him to come closer with her hands.

He squats to her level ,

" I have run away from Maya. She makes me learn numbers and I don't like that. I like chasing the butterfly so I have hid myself here in this garden.... please don't tell anyone okay??".

Says the girl, trying to team up with the boy in her little hide and seek game, her eyes bright shiny eyes filled with a unique victory that she has achieved something which the grownups couldn't find out.!!.

Looking at how the situation being similar to both the kids the boy sits on the muddy floor conveying her how he successfully accomplished his hiding task.!!

Minutes pass then hours the young boy and the little girl are immersed in their new friendship bond sharing their experiences, laughing at intervals till its time for both of them to return to their palaces again.

Or both of them will be Punished!

They both leave their secret hideout halfheartedly , but with a promise to meet each other at the place again.

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Samrats POV.

That's the authority a queen must posses in her voice. Thought she is a young girl her fighting skills, pride and that power radiating through her eyes make her a perfect candidate for the queen.

I guess she can be my second queen. I am already blessed with one who is skilled with her quill and she can be the one skilled with her sword.

What a lucky man I am to find such beautiful gems.

But she won't agree to my wishes now.

Let's play with her mind.

As I was busy with my own thoughts and before I was about to announce that the princess who is the prisoner of war shall be my first concubine, this brainless Matapati interrupts me with his meaningless thoughts...… after hearing his views on the princess even my heart fills with rage.

A kshatrani ( female worrier.) should never be treated like a slave forget about serving the soldiers!!

And what I am about to do?.....

Well that's to make my lioness understand that I am the supreme power here.

Moreover what does he want to justify? What about the dignity of a Kshatriya who always fights in favor of the dharma? (Rules).

Just like other prisoners he says. According to my knowledge all the female prisoners were sent to work at the field or serve the royal family ladies.

But I don't want to explain him that now, it ll destroy the current mood and my plan to play like a devil before her.!

Well...….

I guess I know why he is doing this.

He fears the position of his daughter as my wife. He knows my taste in women, hmm.....not that brain less I guess.

I lift my right index finger commanding Matapati to get ready to take my orders.

He stands in attention at my signal and I say.

" I shall accept the princess as my first concubine, lead her the way to my Anthapura.( Sanskrit for harems).".

Listening to my words which slip off my smiling mouth the beauty standing in front gazes me with eyes full of fear and anger at the same time.

Some how this turns me on...….. Never have I ever encountered such rebellious women in my life till now.

Taming this cute lioness of mine is gonna be fun.

She tries to flee from the tight grips of the guards as the entire court erupts with laughter right after my announcement.

Finally opposite to my assumptions she frees herself from those built guards.!!

These guards are fired for sure.

Further she runs towards me...…and in the process spilling her beautiful long silky hair which were unfortunately tied in that cruel messy bun!! They now flow freely in the air framing her perfect Shilabalika figure!!(a sculpture of a woman carved in the stone to its perfection )…. her hands balled into fist as she approaches me to punish my deeds I guess!

That's interesting. I never imagined her do that.

Every step she takes closer to me my world enters the slow motion drama.

Her curves swaying as she advances towards me and her blouse hugging her almost spilling breasts bouncing at every step she takes.

I want her now!.

I can't think anything further.

I catch her waist with my right hand as soon as I stand from my throne followed by all the men in the court and swiftly carry her weightless body over my shoulder, tingles travelling all the way from my heart to my stomach as her bare stomach comes in contact with my bare shoulder and I dig deeper my fingers which are now in contact with her waist.

Though she is a worrier her body and skin are as soft as butter.

Her maroon saree complementing her pinkish skin tone makes her look like a specially wrapped dessert served especially for me to savor.

I take large steps towards my room carrying her not wanting to explain the court the further commands.

I hope they are intelligent enough to understand my situation by now.

I walk past the Royal court building listening to her music like voice which she is currently using to curse me.

"LET ME GO YOU SON OF A B***H!!!.

THIS IS AN ORDER!!.

I AM NO SACK OF POTATOES TO CARRY ME THIS WAY."...…..

" LEARN TO RESPECT WOMEN, LEAVE ME!!!!

YOU SHALL PAY FOR THIS. I WILL CUT THIS ARM THAT NOW IS TOUCHING ME REMEMBER THIS!!!"...…

and she goes on and on.

Ya...…. she's gonna pay for that you know.!!.

She will pay for it tonight !.

I enter the Anthapura where no man is allowed except me and take her to my chamber. Without caring to reply her continuous shouts, yells and abuses!! I close the huge door behind me and throw her on my soft fluffy bed.

"Ahh...…"

She bounces a multiple times before being stable on my bed.

" I am not asking you to let me free. Instead kill me so that I can join my Father in the heavens !!!" She says swallowing the lump created in her throat.

I liked the change of tones.. now that we are alone in this enclosed room my lioness wants to hide her fangs I see...trying to act harmless.

But do you know what that makes me push her to her limit. I eye her up and down stripping her with my eyes...…..

Her eyes which were minutes ago filled with rage now appear to quiver at my lusty gaze.

I like that look.

I move towards her as she slowly crawls back and finally is arrested at the backrest.

She's trying to move away from me and tries to push me with her balled fists. But it feels as if she's trying to tickle me.

I hold her shaking hands firm in mine as I don't like the idea of me laughing at her tickles which she thinks as resistance!

That will hurt her self confidence... I am not that bad you see...…

She becomes still. As my hands hold hers..... I lightly brush the back of her hands with my thumb and she starts to blush!!…

Blushing at such a small gesture!! How cute...….

I guess it's the first time she has encountered a man, she's a young girl after all.

Lust takes over me …. I want to see more of her quivering...….. I want to feel those rosy lips on mine...… trace every inch of her skin...…..

I lean in pressing my nose in the nape of her neck inhaling her scent. The scent of a war zone...…. God!!

How much I like it when its mixed with such a feminine scent of this doll in my arms.

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Indrayanis POV.

A rush of weird emotions fills my stomach and heart as soon as he hold my hands.

It's weird but the warmth of his hands travel all the to my heart making my mind go blank!!.

He's a so huge.... I feel like I am clinched in the class of a lion....

I feel small...…. but most importantly I am disappointed in myself to want more of this!!.

This is the first time I have felt such things and I need more.....

I am scared.....

I don't want to be begging for his touch...…. what if I give in.....

Oh Goddess of the heavens!!! Please save me!!!

I want this movement to end here.

I want this to be a dream.

Oh god!!.

I slowly close my eyes and seconds later feel his nose pressed against my neck.

What is he doing??

Does he want my necklace?....

Firstly these weird tingles all over my body and now this!!.

I want to push him away or yell at him but my body seems to disobey me.

I try struggling by trying to push him away with my feet...… though I am not able to put much of energy in it and thanks to certain some one.....

His hard rubble brushing my shoulder.

Giving me some weird pleasure.... what us all this.....

Soon I start to feel wet traces on my neck and shoulder as he starts to trail kisses on my neck.

I turn stiff.....

My fingers go numb. I no longer have a control on my own body

My mind is blank.

I want this more!!.

I don't know the rest.....

My back arches on it's own and a sudden realization hits me that I am enjoying these kinda unethical acts with the murder of my father.!!!!

My blood boiling with rage and I soon push him away with all my might spitting on his face.!!!

He should know. No one messes with me.

And I am not some spoilt princess who will give away to his shameful acts and dances according to his rhythm....

Sudden change of events bring me back to a realization as how miserable I am at this situation.

I feel my cheek hurt as he hits me harder on my left cheek.

Without another second on what has happened just now. I am pushed against the bed and all I know is that his lips are sucking on mine harshly.

His left hand holding both my hand in place above my head and his right hand pinching my cheeks till the extent that it hurts...… to get an access of my mouth.

His tongue enters my mouth rashly...…. tears falling faster than any water fall , I try to move him away by arching my back a number of times. I try different wrestling methods but fail miserably. I guess he knows them all.

I hate it how he is trying to devour me and how his tongue tasting every single part of my mouth. And I hate him at the movement for taking my FIRST KISS.

my precious first kiss which i wanted to give to my future husband only.

But this mad man has ruined IT ALL.!!!.

The hatred which I had for him in my heart increase massively with every passing second.

I feel tired!

I feel sad!

I feel like I have lost my dignity.

Darkness embraces me stealing me from my current misery.

I don't want to wake up ever again.

And even if I do.

Let me be back to my own palace.

Back to my Father.

Dad i miss you. Please come back...….

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