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Ruhani POV

"OPEN THE GATES,"

The guards did the same and he quickly ran through it and I followed.

I Increased the speed to match his and my body jumped over the saddle with the horse chasing the other.

The wind felt sharper, the noise of footsteps of horses sending chills down my spine and my eyes darted to his horse as even a long blink could make me lose his trace.

We crossed the boundaries of the Sultan, leading to a dense forest around. His horse was so faster than mine and I had to make efforts to keep running after him.

We ran for a long and ran deep into the forest.

We were in the middle of the dense forest and my horse neighed while jumping over a small puddle. The forest was smelling like fresh rain as it rained a lot last night.

He might have noticed the sound as he suddenly stopped and turned to look back.

I also pulled the reins of my horse when I reached almost close to him.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

He asked jumping down off the horse.

I also stepped down and he stared angrily at me.

"Go back, Ruhani,"

His eyes were burning with anger and his body was tensed and restless. The blood rushed to his face and the veins on his arm were now visible.

I tried to shake my head and he angrily came closer making me look into his eyes closely.

"You do not have to see my anger, Ruhani. Go back,"

His mouth dripped authority and anger and for the first time, I could see him differently than I ever witnessed.

Courageously, I stood to my ground and shook my face again.

And, I shivered to the core when he suddenly pulled out his sword and kept it in front of me to scare the hell out of me.

"GO BACK. This is not safe,"

I took a step back with fear and his actions were now making me feel threatened about his safety. He was angry as hell.

And, the fact was that I had never seen him angry like that. So, I did not know how calm his anger down.

But, if his sword was out to scare me and make me go back leaving him alone. I had to answer him.

My hand traveled to my own sword and using my strength the silence I pulled out my sword and kept the pointy end right to his chest.

Yes, silence used to be my weakness in the beginning. But, I learned how to make it my strength. A moment of silence in the anger could make you have fewer regrets. A moment of silence in the excitement could make you spare doing the things you do not want. The silence was my strength and I had learned how to silently move quickly and use my sword to cut.

"Seriously,"

He muttered and looked sharply into my eyes.

"Go back Ruhani. This is no fun,"

 But, rather than listening, I moved my sword in my hand and attacked his sword challenging him. It created a chiseling sound and he looked at me with slight shock and anger even more.

I finely saw him taking two steps backward and using my gaze on him as a distraction to pull back his sword slightly away only to attack me back. I read his move quite earlier and I kept my sword still and did not even move my gaze to earn his confidence that he was going right.

But, my other hand moved to my waistband to pull out the small knife.

And, when he moved his sword high in the air, I took two steps forward and put my knife right to his neck when his sword attacked mine.

His face looked shocked by my move and he inhaled a deep breath. A slight smile appeared on his face and he gave me an I-Like-It look.

But, this was not it.

He distracted me pretty well and I did not realize when he used his sword and put it against my stomach.

Now, I smiled at this move.

And, we both took a few steps backward and gave each other a deadly glance to start the fight.

We both at equal times in a quick motion lifted our swords in the air and attacked each other with a chiseling sound. The sound of lightning followed it as the weather was still cloudy. He dominated with his strength and I pulled my sword back only to attack again.

I was with advantage as my speed was quicker and my movement was silent. I learned how to distract the opponent with my eyes and make them work opposite to my will.

But, he was also strong and sharp as he took a few steps closer and attacked my sword. Making his sword move in rounds against mine he managed to lock my wrist and my breathing raced.

His eyes looked directly into mine and it was intense. Deadly intense. Impossible to comprehend the emotions and utterly raw.

My stomach twisted with it and he muttered.

"Sultan Aahil Aashiq Ibrahim Khan,"

I blinked nervously.

"My full name,"

He finished and I gulped with fear.

"Seven battles and lost none. Killed thousands and they call me Aahil, the battle King, the slayer. With the sword in my hand. I fear no blood, no life, and no death. The pain is my strength and it bleeds with my sword. And, you do not have to see the Sultan Aahil Aashiq Ibrahim Khan,"

He stated and I felt a strong chill running down my spine. I could see the strength in his eyes, the naught of killing, and definitely a changed personality with the sword in his hand.

Suddenly, it started raining lightly and I blinked with the cold drops falling on my face. The forest was dense and there was darkness around with the dense dark clouds in the sky. I saw his face leaning in closer and he claimed mine.

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I froze with the sudden pull and touch. And to make it even more deadly. I felt his empty hand circling around my waist. Pulling me closer, he dropped his sword off his hand and fisted my hair tightly with it.

I had to stand on my toes to give in to the pull. He sucked my lips and when I tried to keep my head low in order to break the kiss, he moved his hand from my hair and cupped my jaw firmly making it angle for him.

Pushing me against the trunk of a dense tree. I felt his hand move toward the front of my shirt. My sword fell from my hand and I shut my eyes closed feeling the wetness between my core already. My stomach erupting insane sensations that were running all across my body and then settling to my core.

My hand moved to circle his neck kissing him back and I felt his hand pulling the strings of my black shirt open. 

I breathed deeply when he cupped my breasts with each of his hands. I could hear our wild breathes and my head falls back a little when he pressed my bosom.

He pressed his lips against mine again and I felt his hand moving to my lower's knot in hurry. Undoing it he touched me there with his finger and I bit my lower lip with the feeling of ecstasy. I felt a strong itch for him and he whisper and asked me.

"Are you still sore?"

I took a deep breath and my head shook from left to right slowly.

My hand also moved hurried to undo his lower and he took his white kurta off in a swift moment.

His naked body caging me, instantly sent warmness to my skin and I felt him making me sit on the ground. 

The sanity left us to care about the muddy land and the wet soil sticking to our bodies. Pulling my lower off my legs, he pushed him inside and I tried to not lie on my back completely. My hand supported my body weight and his mouth was on my neck. 

He grabbed my waist, pushing deeper inside and I moaned inaudibly. My head falls backward, the long braid tasting the mud. My hand moved off the ground to his back as I fisted on his skin. I felt full, and tight around him and weakened instantly. 

He moved slowly, passionately and I felt it exciting and pleasuring even more than the last night.

The rain also intensified making both of us even wetter than before.

"You are going to be the death of me,"

He muttered as I felt his nerves getting tensed and his body stiff. I felt strong sensations building deep inside my core and my hand felt weak to support my body weight. My hand moved from the ground to cup his cheek taking the wet mud along.

I felt the peak of it, again the warmness settling inside me and he panting and groaning hard.

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He kissed me once more but on my forehead before standing up again. I quickly pulled the sides of my long shirt over my chest and looked at him.

Tying his lower quickly he gave me his hand and I tried to stand up. The surroundings were so dark that we were not even able to see even twenty steps away. He helped me tie my shirt back and I hurriedly pulled my lower up. 

The rain helped us to remove the mud off our bodies and I walked closer to hug him tighter.

He hugged me back and I closed my eyes yearning for a moment in silence.

Everything happened so fast and it again made me question how could a Sultana feel such a way. 

He said nothing and I released the hug. 

He lifted both our swords and handed me mine.

He wore his kurta back and said slowly.

"I think we should go back. The weather is just not pleasing and it's getting darker,"

I nodded immediately and we both walked to our horses.

Climbing back again we carefully rode back to the castle. Our clothes and body were almost cleaned in the rain leaving just the faded marks of mud a little somewhere.

The attendees at the door opened the gates for us and we made our way back to the stable.

Leaving our horses there, we walked back to our chambers. Our steps were of equal pace yet a strong silence between us.

He closed the door of our chamber when we both stepped inside and I looked at him.

There was a hidden smile as asked me with shock.

"You know horse riding and sword fighting?"

I nodded and he lifted his eyebrows with a look telling me he was impressed.

"Combat too?"

I nodded again and he stated with a smile.

"Great, now we can pull out our swords whenever we are angry,"

I chuckled and he walked towards me.

Cupping my cheek he kissed my forehead and muttered.

"Thank you for coming into my life,"

I gulped and smiled lightly.

The silence followed and he broke it with the words.

"I think we should take the bath or the people can smell a lot from us,"

I laughed at his words and nodded.

He left me alone afterward and I got ready after taking the bath. When I came out of the dressing room, I found him sitting on the couch and reading a letter.

I sensed that he was holding the letter I wrote for him and he lifted his gaze to me.

He silently rolled the letter back and kept it aside.

I noticed that he had also taken the bath and changed into a fresh pair of dark blue. The sleeves as usual rolled up to the elbow and his hair was wet.

Suddenly, there was a loud knock on the door and he turned his gaze to it.

"Come in,"

He ordered and the door opened. I looked at Shaheen with the attendees following and holding plates with food.

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So, we have only seen the Aashiq's Aashiqui side and have not yet witnessed his Sultan side. The name is Aahil. The image of the Sultan whom everyone is aware of but Ruhani. 

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