The Prince's Bride

V. Did He Care?

Jaanvi's POV:

He walked out of the room. I didn't know how he had turned into the heartless man he behaved as, but one thing was sure, it was because of me.

I quietly laid down on the bed, sobbing.

I fell asleep unknowingly.

Next morning I woke up to find Rudra wearing his sherwani.

" Woke up?", he asked in an emotionless voice.

" Ye-Yes. ", I said blinking continuously because of the light.

I got down the bed as he walked up to me,

" Get ready, we need to visit the people of Raigarh for donating clothes. Cone on, fast.", he said as he turned to leave and then suddenly paused.

He said in a low voice,

" I hope you would make sure that those marks are not visible.", he said and left not looking at me.

Did he care about me at all?!

Rudra's POV:

It wasn't that I didn't care.. But what if my caring for her makes me fall for her once again?! I won't be able to bear the pain of heartbreak once again.

I rubbed off the tear which flowed down my eyes looking at those scars which had formed because of me.

Nevertheless, I took the thought of love off my mind and immediately walked towards my father.

" Oh son! How was last night? ", he asked cheerfully.

" Nice.", I lied looking away from him.

He left saying that he has some work as I stood alone in the hall. It was around half an hour later when I felt someone's presence. I held my sword tightly as I heard the sound of anklets.

I turned to find Jaanvi looking like a celestial maiden as she walked up to me.

" I'm ready.. Come on. Let's go.", she said.

I nodded as I immediately turned away before I melted. A royal carriage stood for us with some sarees and shawls stacked on it.

It wasn't long before we were among the people of Raigarh donating sarees and shawls.

Jaanvi's POV:

Who could say looking at him right now that he was a heartless man? He smiled as he gave a saree to an old lady who blessed her.

I really don't understand who he is, a heartless man or a loving one?

He suddenly turned towards me to find me staring at him.

" What?", he asked softly.

I nodded and turned away picking up a shawl and giving it to someone.

Just then there was a sound of bullets as both of us got down from the chariot. Everybody started running here and there. Rudra stopped a man and asked him about it and he replied,

" Kunwar,they are dacoits. The police has been informed but nothing was done.. ", saying so he ran and after a while it was just me, him and the charioteer.

He pulled his sword out as the typical dacoits were visible with black garments on horses. For a second I felt as if I had gone back in time.

" Rudra, they have guns! Where have you lost your common sense.. Let's leave.", I said. He looked at me not really agreeing. I explained the situation and then he held my hand and turned to run not really agreeing to do so.

Just then I felt somebody's hand around my waist and the next moment I was pulled up on a horse. Rudra stood for a while and turned as I screamed for help.

" Jaanvi! ", he shouted before running behind the black horse with all his might, running like mad but after all.. He was just a normal man, he would never be able to save me.. In any case this running could just be for show Or did he still care..?

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