The sound of her payals reverberated throughout their personal floor once she entered in, she was trembling from the anger and the suppressed pain of her heart. "While preparing the bedroom for suhagraat don't forget to add lotuses." Nakul's words came floating to her mind, the fire of her fury blazed wilder, her steps more determined.

She pushed open the dark door that led to the open practice ground, it was known as one of the most beautiful practice grounds but today in her fury all she could see were the swords. The eunuchs and a few female soldiers were practicing, the clashes of their sword fueling her anger, it was like a calling.

Everyone froze in surprise as they turned around to see the queen walking down the corridors of the practice ground. The anger in her eyes had them stepping back and lowering their sword, their eyes cast low as they lowered themselves to the ground.

Panchaali moved to the adjacent room, she removed all her jewelry and changed into the practice clothes, that allowed her to move freely. Her hair were bound up, she pulled the sword from its sheath and moved to the practice ground.

Seeing the queen standing there right in between the ground, had  everyone was confused and afraid.

"Attack!" Hearing Panchaali's order everyone gasped as they looked at their queen, "I said attack or I'll behead you all. " She shouted, her words had the five warriors in front launching at her, they came from every direction, their movements fluid and precise.

Panchaali fought back with precision, she twirled around kicking the eunuch who came towards her with his raised sword, making him fall on the ground. Another tried attacking her from behind, her elbow shot out aiming for his windpipe as she hit hard on her target marking him gasp in pain. She was angry at them and hurt, and all this energy she was channelising through this fight, seeking an out let.

The door to the practice ground was pushed open as five enraged pandavas marched down the corridors, their hands tightened in fist as they saw the five attack their queen. The pandavas rage took a new form as they saw a sword barely miss her stomach, rationality was not something that they could hold onto that moment, all they could see was red, their entire life they had protected her from everything, they couldn't bare a small bruise on her body and here this idiots dared to try and hurt her.

Their protective sides came roaring out, diminishing every sense in them, their eyes zeroed on the eunuchs fighting with her,there was no way that they would spare them, they weren't just the rulers of Indraprasth any more, but in this moment they were just very angry and possessive lovers, to them it didn't matter that the soldiers were just following the orders, they dared attack, they'll face the consequence. It was simple as that.

The other soldiers trembled as they looked at the pure look of madness and fury on the faces of the pandavas, never had they ever seen them so enraged, they looked ready to destroy everything. Nakul was the first to snap as he picked up the sword at lightening speed towards the soldiers who continued to attack his wife. With murder on his mind he was ready to kill, shred the bodies into bit, cut the hands that had dared raised the sword against their wife.

The five soldiers attacked together on Panchaali making the pandavas feel as though their heart was the one that was in danger, their swords clashed with hers, as she looked up her eyes met with the red enraged eyes of Nakul who was trembling with the suppressed rage, if death ever had  a face it would look like him, she gulped as she looked up at his sword noticing that it was on hers, he was the one who had stopped the attack. He growled and gave out a loud battle cry, a cry that had many screaming out in fear, there was so much anger in it, everyone there knew that he was out for blood, he pushed with all his might, making all the soldiers fall on the ground like toys.

Blood pumped through his body as adrenaline had his body on high alert, his eyes scanned everyone as his body moved in a way that always made sure that his wife was protected behind him, he took down every attacker rage consuming his every sense, Panchaali stood watching shocked as she saw that the soldiers were having a very difficult time, unlike her, Nakul was attacking to kill.

A loud cry left his mouth as he raised his sword, his eyes blood red and brought it down on the scared soldier who had just lost, ready to cut him in pieces. A loud clash rang throughout the ground as Nakul looked at the sword that had clashed with his, someone had dared stop him, his fist tightened on the hilt, someone dared to stop him and they had just signed their death certificate. He raised his eyes, his dark angry eyes clashing with the beautiful eyes of his wife. He smirked, she knew very well he could never harm her and was using that assurance to protect this soldier from him.

Panchaali's sword prevented him from beheading the soldier. The soldier gulped in terror, sweating, as he looked at the sword that was just inches away from his face.

"Move Panchaali. " Nakul gritted, his voice sounding almost animalistic, as his eyes blazed with fury. She shook her head in a no motion, she was his wife how could she let her husband do such a big sin, her eyes met his, his jaw clenched as the anger blazed wilder and fiercer as he saw his wife take the side of another, it didn't matter that he was an  eunuch.

She put all her force and pushed Nakul's sword back, making him back away a few steps to regain his balance.

"He is my prey!" He shouted, his voice holding a madness that reverberated throughout the ground, "And he is a part of our praja, and to the royalties praja is like their children, you can't kill your own soldier!" She shouted back, trying to knock sense in her husband, her sword clashed with his again as he moved towards the eunuch.

"I am no royalty, right now I'm just a lover and your husband, how dare they attack you!" The anger filled voice of his had the slaves and soldiers trembling, the ever happy and jolly Rajkumar Nakul had a side like this it surprised them.

"And I am the queen! I won't you harm them!"she shouted back with equal vigor, "they tried harming you!" He said menacingly. "I ordered him too!" She shouted making her husbands' glare at her, "and that's just another mistake that you have made today, you endangered yourself and for that you will be taught a lesson. But before that everyone needs to understand that no one dares harm my wife, my lover, the mother of my child, and if they do they have to pay!" His possessive and protectiveness laced his words making her heart jolt while the soldiers and slaves trembled in fear,  he swung his sword on the soldier again, Panchaali could kick him but the fact that her feet may touch her husband's chest didn't sit well with her, so she wrapped her arm around his neck and used her body weight to get him down while simultaneously her leg knocked into his making him lose balance as he fell on the ground on his back, his sword falling a few feet away from him. "I am you're ardhang!!" He shouted, furious that his little butterfly was going against his decision, "Exactly why I can't let you do this sin!"  She shot back, standing in front of the soldiers like a shield.

"You're digging your grave deeper Panchaali." He warned as he jumped back up, standing in front of her instantly, "My husband can never harm me." She replied confidently, "But sure as hell can discipline you!" He growled back making her smirk as she rolled her eyes, this just served as a fuel for his fury, he finally attacked her, but unlike the soldiers even in his rage he protected her, not allowing her to fall, never punching or kicking, his hands grabbing her every time she stumbled.

If he wanted he could easily take her down with some dirty tricks, take her down as  easily as snapping a finger because he was a warrior, had experience of years of fights and Panchaali was still learning. But he didn't do that, as even in his enraged state he didn't intend to humiliate her,  he didn't want the soldiers and slaves think that he doesn't respect her in any manner, she was his wife, his ardhang. He wanted them to respect her and he never intended to humiliate her. They were husband and wife, the ones that completed each other, no matter how enraged he was he knew that she was his, it didn't matter what she said, so he could argue and fight with her for all he wanted, but someone daring to hurt her even when they are fighting with her, is not acceptable.

Even during practices it was only ever pandavas who fought with her, and this soldiers dared to cross that line, the thought had Nakul fisting the sword tighter.

"Get out of my way butterfly!" He shouted,his anger increasing with each passing moment, "Nahi Arya. Ekaant!" She shouted making all the servants and soldiers rush out, trying to save their lives, they closed the door to the practice ground, Nakul marched towards the door, his hands tightening on the hilt of the sword, his red eyes sorting out for the stupid soldier, Panchaali moved in front of him blocking his way, her sword pointing at him.

"Stop arya." She warned, he smirked as he wrapped his hand around the sword pulled it out of her hand,he knew she would never harm her suhaag. "now what?" He taunted making her clench her fists, why was this man was so infuriating and why did she love him so much? She questioned herself, he threw the sword on the ground behind him breaking her chain of thoughts, she looked up at him and the sword, her eyes calculating  her move as the gears in her brain turned trying to come up with a solution.

"You can't kill him." She argued,wishing that for once he would listen, "I can and I will." He shouted, his fury increasing every passing moment.

"I won't let you!" She said determined, "than stop me!" he challenged as he moved ahead, she couldn't think of anything else so she did the only thing on her mind.

Nakul began to move ahead, his hand instinctively wrapped around his wife's waist as she launched herself at him, he steadied her and opened his mouth to shout at her when her lips claimed his, he squeezed her waist as he groaned as he tasted her and felt the rosy texture of her lips, the soft and addictive ones.

He kissed her with a desperation, like she was his oxygen, like without her he would die, like she was the only thing keeping him alive in that moment. He completely lost himself in her, his little butterfly, soothing and easing his fury with her soft touch. He bit her lip making it sting and ran his tongue on it soothing it soon after, his behavior confused her but in this moment she didn't care, he was all that she needed, her lungs burned with the need of oxygen, a hand wrapped around her hair firmly, and pulled at it sharply breaking their kiss.

Nakul trailed his lips down her neck, not caring as his four brothers surrounded her. "You've been a brat today my little angel." Bheem's voice was hoarse with need as he looked at his wife who had a glazed over look in her eyes. "Arya..." She whispered as he bit her ear making her gasp, his hold tightening on her ear.

She shut her eyes as Nakul's words came floating to her mind, "while preparing the bedroom for suhagraat don't forget to add lotuses." The anger that was forgotten, reignited as she wrapped her hand around the sword in Nakul's hand and took it from his fingers that were busy holding her.

She pulled away her eyes blazing with anger,  Nakul growled as the angry monster in him resurfaced but this time for a different reason, he wanted his butterfly in his arms and she wasn't.

She looked at the five, her eyes spitting fire, "Come back. " Nakul called as she turned around to leave, "Where are you going?" Arjun shouted, "To get lotuses for your bloody suhagraat. " She said sarcastically, the pandavas fists clenched, another mistake added to her list.  .  .

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