My Royal Highness

The Marriage!!

"The wedding should be the most beautiful and lavish one, I don't want any kind of negligence!" The Maharaja ordered his ministers.

"Maharaj! Don't worry, we'll prepare everything and we'll give our best!" They bowed.

"And yes, right after the end of this marriage, I want all well preparations for my daughter's rajabhishek!" Maharaja added.

"Yes, Maharaj!" They all bowed and left.

"It's time to, hand over this throne to the one who deserved it!" Maharaja sighed.

"I want the best dresses, for my wedding!" Sehzadi Enoki chirped.

"Yes, Sehzadi, You're the most beautiful woman of our palace, and we'll sure, to make the most beautiful dress, for you!" The tailor girl replied.

"Beautiful things, never need attention and .. and they don't need so much of decoration!" A lady announced.

"Your honour!" The tailor lady bowed.

"Huh! Don't teach me! I know what I'm!" Enoki replied arrogantly.

"That's what you know, very well. How to be rude!" The queen smirked.

"And you know, how to leave your home and stay at other's palace, without shame!" Enoki replied.

The queen clenched her jaw and calmly replied," You know, Your sister deserves the throne, because this kind of behavior can only lead to wars!" She replied.

"My foot! I deserve every damn thing!" Enoki got up and looked at the queen with malice.

"Stomping your foot, won't help and won't proove, you're the deserving one. The one deserving will get the right place tonight!" The queen replied popping a grape into her mouth.

"Oh really! I'll let you know, how much I deserve!" Enoki replied.

"That's what, I want!" The queen thought and left with a smirk.

IN THE DARBAR..

"Sehzade, please leave me! I don't want any trouble!" The maid replied stuttering.

She was lying on the floor naked.

She came to the darbar, on Maharaja's order, to serve the prince and queen. Unfortunately, queen was not there.

"Your India, is so boring you know, In my country, girls would die to share my bed with them!" Marco sighed." and look at you, you behave as if am r****g you, c'mon, just follow my lead, and all these will be so amazing to you!" The Prince replied picking her up from the floor and flopped her on the bed.

"No, Sehzade please! I beg you, I've a fiancee, he won't marry me if he knows all these!" She stuttered.

"Oh f**k your fiancee, I promise, I won't take Long!" The prince replied.

"I can call out palace mistress if you want this!" She replied.

He backed away and ordered," Get out of here! and don't you dare spill all this to anyone."

The maid ran out of the room.

"Mistress!" The prince clenched his jaw.

The maid was running through the hall as fast as she could and ran into sehzadi!

"I'm sorry, Sehzadi!" She bowed in a hurry and was about to leave.

" What happened maya?" Hanshika asked stopping her.

"No.. Nothing, Maharani!" She replied hurriedly.

"Don't you dare, lie to me!" Hanshika commanded.

"I'm not lying, am just out of breathe!" she replied taking deep breaths.

" And why were you running, in the hall!" Hanshika asked."

"I.. i.." She broke into tears," Sehzade took me for a mistress an. and tried to!" She cried heavily.

"O..ok don't worry, I'll look after this!" Hanshika replied.

"N.. no, sehzadi, please, he won't spare me!" She replied hurriedly.

"Don't worry you're under my protection, go back to your cell, Jasmine, accompany her to her cell!" Hanshika ordered.

"What do you think you're doing?" Hanshika shouted on entering Marco's cell.

"Easy Woman!" Marco smirked, he was sitting half naked on the couch, holding a glass of wine.

"Isshh! Wear something, you scoundrel!"She replied covering her eyes.

She peeped through the finger holes, dashing toned body, reflecting sunlight, amazing maintained body, the pant hanging low, giving an amasing veiw of his lower body, his shadow coming close.

"Stop there!" She stuttered.

He didn't replied but moved close, to her. She started backing off, until her back hit the wall.

"Don't you dare shout at me!" He replied dangerously clutching her jaw between his fingers.

" And don't you dare to anything bad to my people!" She replied back.

His hold on her jaw became more stronger, causing her pain," You don't know me, if you call this bad, you'll see tonight, what bad means actually!" He replied moving away." Try not to talk back to me, will come at handy in future!" He replied, and went into the bathroom.

" What the hell was that?" Stomping her feet Sehzadi left the cell.

In the marriage party.

Hanshika entered the hall, greeting people on her way, all eyes were on her, she looked so elegent and so beautiful in that Indian outfit. Her perfect figure, alert eyes, plum red lips, every jewellery on her body, made her look the shinning star of the evening.

She came and sat on the chair near throne, who's opposite were, Queen, wearing a gown, dressed in Italian style and The charming prince, who looked dashing in a tuxedo. His eyes fell on Devi but he didn't cared to look at her, but Devi stared back at the handsome guy infront of her and his attitude somewhere made her feel bit bad.

She looked away.

The marriage started, According to tradition the Barmala ( Flower Garland festival) tradition, then, Sath phere( Seven circles around the fire, where groom stays four rounds in the front leading the bride and vice versa, in the last three rounds), Sindur bidhi ( where groom ferls the bride's forhead with a red colored powder) and the last one, Mangalsutra ( Nuptial thread, the groom ties a necklace around the bride's neck). After, all this the priest announces sucessful marriage and asks them to take the elders blessings.

They both did as the priest ordered and were asked to seat among the audience and watch the Rajabhishek.

The denied and left for their way back to Israel.

The Rajabhishek started and Hanshika was called to the throne, she took oath and was crowned and she sat on the throne.

" My people are my duty, maybe am a female, but To rule a country presence of mind is more important than strength, My most favorite person taught me, so I hereby accept me as your New queen!" She bowed.

The crowd cheered, followed by shouts, but it was not the shout of joy. Cries filled the air. Blood splashing fel on the ground, cries of horror and fear. Hanshika got up.