Kaya never felt this tense in her entire life as she felt right now. The carriage she resided in was being pulled over by 2 mighty horses who rode slowly taking her towards her husband's kingdom.

Kaya and Ayas have been married for 7 days now. And in those 7 days, 6 were spent just travelling from hind, she cursed the goddess for sending her this far away from her kingdom. But deep down she knew that it was the love she held for the man who lived seven rivers apart. Why was she even blaming the goddess?

She smiled softly tracing the red bangles on her wrist, the sign of her married life. She was now a married woman. After three years of longing, she was finally married to the man she held love in her eyes for.

In these three years, she had seen all her brothers falling in love, some being in love and that made her more crave for her man—the King of Persia, Her husband, her ayas.

The journey to Persia was sick and twisted, the reason she didn't want to name it as pleasant was the sand storms she faced twice in that 45-day journey. Yes, it took her 45 days to reach her new home, Persia. And to say she would have been happy would be a lie because she fell sick before she could enter the kingdom.

When Kaya opened her eyes she found herself lying on a huge majestic bedding, with curtains covering her from all sides. Though her surrounding was a blur, she could see the golden reddish intricates embedded in the gigantic walls of the room.

She had lost the count of times she had puked on the journey, the journey didnt suit her at all. And she hated it. She had always dreamed of travelling but her experience of travelling from hind to Persia made her despise travelling.

The bitter copper taste of fluid was still lurking in her mouth, which made her scrunch her brows in annoyance. How tired she was from this!

"Begum is awake!" A loud enthusiastic voice broke in the room making her jolt in her place. She squinted her eyes numerous times then somehow adjusted to the light illuminating the room.

"Begum-e-khaas, How are you feeling?" Another feminine voice called out to her softly, kaya turned to her left searching for the owner of the voice while the curtains around her were pulled aside in coordination.

A beautiful lady stood at one of the corners of the bed with a small smile resting on her face. The heavily embroidered gown she wore indicated she was a woman of higher rank.

Kaya coughed lightly which made the woman forward a glass of water towards her quickly. She pulled the liquid like a thirsty crow, emptying the utensil in seconds. The lady smiled adjusting kaya properly on the bed and stuffing some pillows behind her back. Kaya smiled softly at the woman who patted her cheek in response.

"Padishah-e Sultanate Is entering the room" A loud dominating voice of a man broke the pleasant exchange of greeting the two women shared, kaya turned towards the sound of steps which belonged to her husband.

"Padishah" The woman bowed slightly smiling at the man and then at the queen before making her exit. With just a bow he diverted his whole attention to the queen of his heart.

"You gave me a heart attack! Do you know how scared I was, noore'chesme " He worrisomely states moving towards the bed. She drank his appearance in the time he walked towards her. His dishevelled hair which was the outcome of him removing his crown in a rush fell unevenely on his forehead while some on the shoulder. His shoulder length always attracted her, he looked graciously gorgeous when his curls dangled on his shoulder.

Goodness how it will feel when he rubs his nose on her naked skin, she thought shamelessly. Blaming her sisters-in-law for these thoughts, she smiled softly at her husband. Who held nothing but love and care in his eyes.

"you look handsome" she whispered feeling him close to her, he shook his head while taking a seat beside her. His large rough hands held her soft white ones delicately as if a little pressure would break her.

He brought her knuckles to his rough lips slowly placing two kisses on them, his eyes shone back to her who held a light blush on her cheeks. Her swan white skin did no help in hiding that his proximity affected her to levels.

"You look heavenly gorgeous crafted as mine" he stated making her smile softly at him. Ushering her near him, he embraced her sideways holding his beloved close to his heart, the king of Persia felt peace.

"I have dreamt of this position right on this bed numerous times. " He said playing with her fingers a smile resting on his face.

"with me or someone else?" she teased pursing her lips at him. Her husband frowned at her making her giggle in response.

"with you, of course, you want me to be with someone else. That can happen though, you know there are - " he was ranting which made her uneasy. She placed her palm on his rough lips making him smile secretly at her. A jealous angry expression appeared on her face. She was unhappy. The thought of him being with someone else made her stomach churn.

"I did not cross seven rivers to cry in one of your rooms, while you kept marrying women of different nations or having whores to please you. I will gladly go back to my brothers, I even know how to ride a horse now. " She said folding her hands on her chest, pushing her breasts intentionally up.

"you puked the whole journey while sitting comfortably in your carrier and travelling on a horse would be comfortable for you, my dear wife?" He was now removing his overcoat and getting comfortable on the bed beside her.

"I would prefer to puke the whole journey while riding on a horse than stay with a man who will have me as one of his women" she fired back, kaya would have doubted herself if this was her older self, but with the learnings, she received from her kingdom, hind. This version of her was fierce and courageous something she hid inside her.

"I only have these god-given eyes, body, and heart for only one woman, my woman and that's you, my nooré chesme. And I will close these with only one woman by my side and that's you and you only. " He whispered holding her face in his large hands, urging her to look into his eyes.

"I apologize I started this pathetic disclosure and got things heated up when we should be talking about other things that newly married couples talk about!" she whispered taking his hands in hers. A smirk formed on his lips hearing the couple talks she referred to.

"And what do married couples talk about?" he asked her a teasing hint evident in his voice. She felt her insides burn in heat when his words hit her ears.

"How would I know? I am married for the first time!" she retorted puffing her cheeks in and out. It appeared she was trying to control her blush, which she failed miserably.

"You don't know. " He teased moving his face towards her light pink one, which made her widen her eyes in realization and in a moment a giggle escaped her lips making him laugh with her.

"Stop teasing me, I am your wife' she stated trying to control her laughs acting like a crude person which made her giggle more throwing her head on the pillow back and laughing heartedly. Ayas smiled warmly looking at his wife, her laughs were the most enduring sound he ever heard in his whole life.

"There's a feast tonight in your honour, I want you to take a bath, eat something, take a rest and then join me in the feast as my wife," He said pressing his lips lovingly on her forehead. She nodded her head obediently like a kid happy about the fact that he would be there with her.

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The feast was a grand gathering with thousands of individuals gathering in the hall to celebrate the reunion of the padishah. Gifts were brought in from different countries and parts of the world to please and congratulate the new king and queen of Persia.

Kaya occasionally stole glances of Neera who smiled reassuringly at her every time someone came to wish her for the wedding. She was tired and the pale expression on her face indicated she wanted rest.

The lady who appeared like a royal to her earlier was one of the high-ranked warrior wives of the general who was in charge of making her feel comfortable and at home. Her name was Resham, she also happened to be the maternal sister of her husband. Kaya found her caring and nice but she had her guard up, just as her sister-in-laws had taught her. She was all alone in a foreign nation where she had to make her own.

Remember always, there will be people who will want to take you down, kill you, blame you, and sometimes even your husband would be helpless, you don't want yourself to be in that position, and for that, you have to be the queen—the queen of your husband's heart to the queen of your people's heart. The woman who rules hearts is safer and more powerful than every other individual in an empire, and you kaya jijisa have to be a powerful ruler—the first of her name.

Tanirika had told her when she was leaving her country.

Kaya thanked the goddess the moment she heard she could retire to her chambers. She was grateful for that news. Her legs have frozen in her place while her back ached in displeasure. She desperately desired a back massage. Hopefully, someone could give it to her.

Kaya discreetly looked at Neera, ushering her to follow her out. Neera laughed silently taking her daughter in her arms and following the Queen of Persia to her chambers.

The moment kaya entered the room, she huffed a sigh of relief laying flat on the comforter lying in her chambers. She was worn out of smiling and sitting around thousands of people whom she was not familiar with. It was exhausting. The journey has already lagged her out and now meeting people has given rise to tremendous pain in her back.

"Kaya" A soft voice called her out making a grin appear on her face. Neera stood a few feet away from her lying self with her daughter gurgling in her arms. Kaya was awed looking at the beautiful girl in her friend's arms. She loved babies.

"Parisa, " Kaya called out getting up from her seat, making the little girl snap her head towards the person who called her name. Neera chuckled when kaya took her daughter from her arms. Parisa being a well-behaved baby silently went into the arms of the queen of Persia, sucking on her chubby thumb slowly.

"Now that there's a baby you forgot about me?" Neera complained to her friend who shook her head throwing her one free arm around her friend.

"I expected you to grace me with your presence when I came here, but you were absent. " Kaya said placing a kiss on Parisa's cheek they sighed placing their heads on Kaya's shoulder. She dipped her face in her neck, playing with the fabric kaya was wearing.

"Parisa got sick, she's very fussy since yesterday. And we barely got any sleep last night because she kept crying. " Neera said worry lacing on her face as she rubbed her daughter's back making kaya frown in realization.

"What happened to her?" she asked brushing her palm softly in Parisa's hair.

"Just some viral fever, she will be fine. You tell me how was your journey?"
Neera asked taking a seat on the comforter, patting the seat beside her lightly she ushered kaya to take a seat too.

"do not ask, I puked the whole journey" she grimaced making a disgusting face.

"Are we expecting good news? Did you do it the moment you got your hands on your husband?" Neera shrieked laughing lightly, making kaya turn red in embarrassment.

"No!!! We didn't do it! And have some shame there's a kid in this room " she scolded her friend who frowned unhappy with the news.

"she's too small to understand what we are talking about. " Neera shrugged patting Parisa who jumped out of Kaya's hold and crawled away in a random direction.

"Parisa, don't exhaust yourself baby" Her mother stated as she saw her daughter randomly crawling in any direction.

Parisa being an active baby turned around and gazed at her mother, then ignored everything and started crawling away.

"There's no doubt that she's your daughter, look how she ignored you!" Kaya chuckled at Neera who pouted pushing her friend a little.

"This trait of hers is not inherited by me, it's her father's genes. He's the one who keeps ignoring things and people. Not me, I can even talk to a Buffalo " She ranted her usual banger making kaya smile in delight. Neera turned towards her friend who had a little glossiness in her eyes. The atmosphere soon turned heavy as a tear dropped down Kaya's eyes. She wiped it slowly smiling at her friend who pulled in for a hug instantly.

"I know how it feels, you miss hind, right? It's ok I am here, kaya " Neera rubbed Kaya's back remembering the days when she travelled to Persia. She felt the same emptiness, kaya was feeling right now. Being away from your family, who has pampered you all life for a man you have fallen in love is courageous and breaking boundaries.

And women just break boundaries by turning their whole life upside down by marrying a person.

"Is it little Parisa, crawling around?" A voice cooed as footsteps were heard in the room. Kaya immediately composed herself wiping her tears.

"Don't tell him, he will take all this on himself and feel guilty. I don't want him to be sad because of me" She whispered shaking her head continuously making Neera nod at her. Neera cupped Kaya's face nodding and assuring the Queen.

"She's still a little warm but this thing about kids is that they won't stay in one place, right? " Ayas laughed placing multiple kisses on Parisa's cheeks who laughed cutely.

"If she stays in one place then how can she prove that she's her mother's daughter after all!" Aaban stated and laughter erupted in the hall.

"Aren't you getting too comfortable speaking ill about me and your daughter?" Neera retorted glaring at her husband. Ayas laughed looking at the couple who were ready to pounce at each other. Aaban looked habitual of the banter while Neera was ready to pull all the hair out of his skull.

Parisa's giggles broke the ice as Ayas continuously tickled her stomach.

"Your Majesty, I apologize but I need my husband for something and I think my friend needs you more," Neera said taking her daughter from the king's hands and pulling her husband out of the chambers.

"I heard her saying that she would hang him out of her chambers. " ayas chuckled at the couple as he moved towards his wife.

Kaya smiled softly at her husband, who pulled her towards himself, holding her by her waist he brought her close to himself.

Her eyelids fluttered due to the proximity, a warmness feeling her inside, slowly searching her home in him.

"You were crying?" He whispered kissing her eyelids one by one peppering his love on her.

"Just a little emotional moment, your presence makes me happy " She whispered pushing her face more into him. His hands caressed her back in a soothing manner.

"Your presence makes me vigorous. You are the light in these dull eyes kaya, the hands that have closed thousands of eyes forever, find solace in yours, nooré chesme"
He pressed her closer to his body, caressing her hair constantly.

"you have a beautiful way with your words,"  She chuckled clasping her hands around his neck.

"Maybe I am just being extra sweet to my wife," He teased locking his arms around her waist. 

"Then should I consider myself lucky?" she pouted, the naughtiness lurking in her eyes.

"Well what should I do to make you believe that you are special to me," He whispered the last line like a secret. She squinted her eyes moving closer to his face, his long hair brushing against her cheek. They could feel each other's breath on their skin. 

"Maybe, by using your kingly hands to give me a back massage?" She suggested trailing her finger on his bearded cheek. He caught her finger in his hold, taking it in his hands, he slowly sucked on the finger making her jump in surprise. 

The moment she tried to pull her finger back he bit her making her push him back.

"What I am asking you to do is to give me a massage, and ease my pain but you just want to increase my pain?" She complained sucking on the same finger he bit her earlier.

"Well, maybe I want to give you some other pain? " He suggested wriggling his eyebrows at her.  She frowned taking a step back as he pushed her slowly back in her position.

"Look, I am already having mild back pain I don't want any other pain. " A gasp left her mouth when her leg stumbled on the stairs behind her, their bed was in a higher position which was surrounded by few steps circulating.

Ayas held his wife securely in his hold, preventing her from breaking her bones. Kaya sighed deeply holding his biceps tightly, she was afraid of falling.

But was deeply fallen for the man in front of her eyes.

"My soul just left my body for one second, do you know I fell years ago on the stairs of my bath area and got a deep cut on my thigh, and it hurt like the deepest pain I ever witnessed in my entire life? Bhaisa used to sit every night near me to ease my pain, after the hectic court sessions he still used to entertain me while I cried and complained about how nothing about this royal palace was good. Let me show you where I got it" She said moving a little away from him, climbing the stairs carefully she picked up her lehenga in her daze unaware of all the lady manners she was taught.

She pulled her skirt to her mid thigh unaware of the pair of eyes gawking at her legs as soon as they came out in full display, her white smooth skin flashed infront of his grey ones making blood rush into his body. 

"SEE," She said pointing towards a now faded scar on her mid thigh which did appear brutal. Ayas gulped walking slowly towards her, she was still unaware of the predator gaze her husband held for her. 

"I can clearly see!" He breathed in standing closer to the edge of the bed where her leg rested, she had one of her legs hoisted on the bed while the other was on the floor. Ayas smirked a little crouching down slowly at the end, Her eyes followed his movement like a curious cat. 

 but curiosity kills the cat.

And here her curiosity killed her celibacy.

Her husband slowly placed a kiss on her thigh, where a faded mark of her scar was visible, red hues started pumping in her body like a second skin as she blushed profusely taking his act into consideration. 

"Uh" she squeaked like a bird taking her leg out of his reach, he held her thigh like a sword in his tight hold not allowing her to move a little. 

"Now Now why would I let you go?" He smirked bending again, this time he traced his tongue slowly on her scar making her squirm like a fish out of water. The feelings erupting inside her straight on went to her core, drenching her in the liquid she lusted every night to experience from her lover.

He licked her mid-thigh in random corners, teasing her skin mercilessly. He gazed at her now hooded eyes with his lips still attached to her thigh like  baby stuck to its mother's breasts.

"Allow me to navigate further," He whispered like a sinner greedy to commit a sin.

"Which direction southern or northern" she asked timidly playing with the dangerous game, he had started. 

"I would gladly worship your feet if you say southern but tonight I wish to navigate northern to  drown you in the ocean of intimacy" His other hand travelled slowly around her now covered area dangerously close to her core.

"Allow me to have you, nooré chesme." He asked his wife leaving her leg from his hold  creating a comfortable distance between them. He wanted her to make a choice, he wasn't going to seduce her to give in. 

Kaya stared timidly at her surroundings then she fixed her gaze at her husband who smiled softly at her. She reciprocated the smile but on the next second her soft lips were on his rough ones, her palms deep into his bearded cheek giving all the permission he needed that night to make her hers.

Kaya faced many issues while settling into Persia. But the teachings she received from hind and the love her husband had for her, her sultanate flourished like a proud standing farm of wheat in winters. 

After two years of her stay in Persia, spending countless nights drowning in the love of her lover, she recited a beautiful poem to her husband one night, singing about the sign of their love which grew in her stomach. 

When she delivered the beautiful baby boy on the night of full moon, She garnered a strong position in the court of Persia. Kaya was not skilled in politics but time taught her everything. With a supportive husband beside her who loved her madly the light around her kept glowing as the years passed. 

Once a lost princess was now the Queen of Persia, A sultanate stronger than ever. With a heir as a strong pillar to the future, Shehzaade Murtasim, She was now going to leave her marks in history, A Hind princess as the Queen of Sultanate. 

The fruit of tears and sacrifices of Saya, her daughter flourished as QUEEN KAYA. 

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Hey loves, I know its been a decade but I wanted to do this. I wanted to write a beautiful piece just for Kaya and Ayas. \\

Yes, I named their son as Murtasim, i Hope you know why lmao.

Hope you liked it.

KAYA AND AYAS WILL BE BACK IN NAINTARA. 

SHEHZAADE MURTASIM WILL BE BACK IN NAINTARA. 

PRINCESS MEHFIL WILL BE BACK IN NAINTARA. 

PRINCESS MIHIRIMAH WILL DEBUT IN NAINTARA. 

THE ROYAL PERSIAN FAMILY WILL BE BACK IN NAINTARA. 

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