Ruhani POV

I made the first attack and he lost his pawn. He sucked on his lower lip with a devilish smile and I picked up the pen and paper. I thought about a question for a moment and then asked.

'What is your favorite food?'

He read the question aloud and looked at me flipping the paper off his lap.

"This is so simple. Anything you'd love to make for me,"

Clever. I blushed hard.

"My turn,"

He said and looked back at the chess closely. He gave me a devilish smile and attacked my knight.

Shit! I had not thought about protecting my knight while killing his pawn. Now his bishop killed my knight.

I gulped and he looked at me. He thought for some time and then asked.

"Who is the person you hate the most?"

He asked and I smiled. 

Easiest.

I picked up the pen and paper and wrote.

'No one,'

He looked at me and asked.

"No one?"

I nodded.

"Do not you hate Rabia?"

He asked and I almost chuckled.

I looked down at the paper and wrote.

'I do not hate Rabia as a person but I surely hate her deeds. A person is much more beyond his deeds. We cannot hate something that is gifted by God itself and is so sacred and spiritual. Though the deeds make a person bad or good. But, still, a person should not be hated but his deeds should be,'

He read hovering over my lap over the chess and thinning his eyebrows.

"And you think a person and his deeds are two different things. If we go by this logic then all the winnings and slaughtering of people are just useless because they were never wrong as their deeds were wrong,"

He questioned and I looked at him. My eyebrows also furrowed and I inhaled a deep breath. I held my pen firmly again and dipped it into the ink bottle.

'You are a Sultan. You have the responsibility of making decisions. You give people their punishments by judging their deeds. But, does that make you hate them? We all make decisions within the boundaries of our own surroundings, situations, conditions, environments, and discretions to the best of our capabilities. Sometimes the decisions are spiced up with the emotions such as anger, lust, love, hatred, and fear. And, that is what we call deeds. We do not understand what made a person make such a decision until we are in his shoe. And, certainly, we cannot judge until we know all his perspectives if is right or wrong. You punish them according to your discretion. Like, if their deeds are wrong in the public interest or your interest then you will surely punish them by death to put restrain them from making another such mistake. But you and that person are made of the same flesh and blood making you both a person but the deeds divided you. And, for me, it is good to forgive someone if his deeds are forgivable and you can only do that by keeping the person and his deed far apart. That is how I do not hate Rabia as a person but not like her either because of her deeds,'

I showed him and felt a little nervous. I noticed his eyes carefully scanning the words and I gulped nervously.

The silence followed for a long and he looked at me.

"Such a mature prospect, Ruhani. Are you sure you are just nineteen?"

He asked and I laughed.

"You talk like my grandmother. Ruhani being grandmother,"

He laughed even harder and I also laughed harder.

He looked at me laughing and came closer the very next moment making my laugh vanish. His eyes were serious and my heartbeats raced to remember the last night and forest.

I was insanely sore now. No more of it.

"I think I should spare you for at least a day. But you should know that your deep talks and smile are making me turned on for you now,"

I lowered my gaze instantly and his words made me feel butterflies in my stomach.

He got back in his place and exclaimed.

"I know a better place for your words,"

I looked at him with questioning eyes and he muttered.

"I would love to have you by my side at the court as my Sultana,"

Now, this really raced in my heart.

He was asking me to join his royal court as Sultana for my suggestions.

But, I did not know if I could do it.

"You can tell me whenever you are ready. Your turn!"

He reminded and I nodded looking back at the game.

In the next two turns, no one killed any pieces, and then I found an opportunity. I managed to surround his queen with the help of my rook, bishop, and knight. My knight was close to the queen but the rook and bishop angled right to not spare his queen.

He gave me a scared look. Like he knew he was about to lose. But, there was the only way he could protect him. His bishop was angled to kill my untouched Rook and I already moved right side pieces away from my King. If he would look closer he could easily kill my Rook and check and mate me easily. I was just praying that he did not pay any attention to that.

And, finally, he moved another move making me smile ear to ear.

I killed his Queen and surrounded his king now.

But, suddenly he moved all the pieces off the board and exclaimed.

"You win,"

He moved closer to me and I felt his hand surrounding me in a quick motion and pulling me closer.

I placed my hand right over his chest to stop him and he glared at me confusingly.

I shook my head.

"What?"

He asked.

"No, we are not working out now,"

He said and I looked closely into his eyes with the look Seriously.

He left me and I collected all the pieces and chess board to put them safely in their place. He silently watched me putting them back in place and I looked at the table keeping the chess board and pieces inside its box.

Suddenly, I felt him behind me. His hand circled around my waist and he put his chin on my shoulder. I felt him inhaling peaceful deep breaths when I carefully closed the box.

I held his hand to get myself out of his hold to move. But, he suddenly picked me up in his arms and walked back to the bed.

He made me sit on the bed and I confusingly looked at him. I shifted for him and he sat beside me.

He rested his back against the headboard of the bed and held my hand slowly pulling me closer. He made my face look at him and entangled our fingers. Looking closely into my eyes, he kissed my forehead adorably. I blinked with the feeling of ecstasy. 

He placed his other hand caressingly on my head and it made me feel at home, loved, and cared for. I closed my eyes and kept my face close to his heart when he slowly patted my head, making his finger go through my freshly washed and combed hair.

We both knew how much we needed this moment of silence.

My hair was so long that in this position of sitting they were reaching to the bed sheet and to reach their hand to the tip he had to move his hand right from my head to the bed sheet.

I felt amazing, the feeling of being like this at home was out of the world. My tensions, confusion, and doubts left me the very next moment I felt immensely comforted in his arms.

He kept massaging my head, moving his finger in between, along the length of my arms, cheeks, and back. 

Slowly, I felt him slipping down lying on the bed and I dipped into the comfort and also slipped. 

My head was resting on his chest with my hand and I did not realize when I fell asleep.

I woke up when I felt like I slept for ages. I stretched my arms and searched for him absentmindedly. I feel alert when I did not find him closer. 

I opened my eyes and looked around to know that it was just late evening yet. 

I step down off the bed and looked around the chamber. He was still not here. I instantly clapped and called Shaheen asking her where was Sultan.

"He is in a meeting with the high ranks and Begum I think you should join it,"

She informed and said the sentence after and a little slowly.

I thinned my eyebrows and asked why.

"Because an attendee came to him and said that the guest has arrived,"

Guest?

Were we expecting any guests? And he did not tell me.

'What guest?'

I asked Shaheen and she gulped before telling me.

"Sultan's Grandmother,"

She finished and I immediately ran towards the dressing chamber.

I looked at myself in the mirror and opened all my jewelry boxes to look presentable. Shaheen followed me behind and I asked her to quickly braid my hair.

I was not looking presentable at all.

Why the hell Sultan made me sleep when he knew that someone very important was arriving and that too in his mother's absence?

I hurriedly wore my required jewelry and settled my dupatta.

"Ruhani,"

I shivered when I heard Sultan's voice from the main chamber.

I wore my bellies at last and walked towards the bedroom.

He looked at me and informed.

"My Grandmother has arrived,"

I gave him a you-are-telling-me-now look and he just simply showed me his eyes enlarging the pupils.

"I wanted you to rest because now you can not,"

He said with utter tension and I thinned my eyebrows.

Seriously, his grandmother was here and he was flirting with me.

He adjusted my dupatta over the head and looked me for a moment from up to down. 

"Something is missing,"

He said and I looked at him with confusion.

He suddenly pulled me closer making me stand on my toes and pressed his lips against mine. The nose ring felt cold against my lips as it came in between with the sudden move. Still, he cared less and sucked my lips passionately. He even tilted his head sideward to suck on my lips a little harsher. I went out of breath in just a few moments and finally, he released the kiss but not before pecking them three times. 

I immediately turned and looked at Shaheen who watched all this and he muttered.

"Now, it's perfect. The blush was missing,"

He also looked at Shaheen and exclaimed.

"Right Shaheen?"

She blushed and kept her gaze low with embarrassment slowly muttering.

"Ye...yes, Sultan,"

I could not believe it. He kissed me in front of her. Did not he have any shame?

He held my hand and looked at the entrance of the chamber.

"Come,"

I looked at Shaheen and signaled her to come along.

We three walked towards the guest chamber and I saw him inhaling a sharp deep breath before entering the chamber.

My heart was also beating insanely and my sight fell on the very old woman sitting on the bed. A few attendees helped her clean her hands, feet, and face by carrying water in the bowl and using wet towels.

"Aahil,"

She looked at us and smiled looking at him.

"Assalamwalaikum, Jadda,"

He spoke and she replied.

"Walaikum Assalam, Khuda aap ko rehmat bakshe hamare bache,"

"May God bless you,"

She turned her gaze to me I bent my head wishing her.

She nodded in return and stood up from the bed. I kept my gaze low as she stood up from the bed and put her index finger on my chin. I felt her closely looking at my face as she exclaimed.

"Mashallah, chand jesi Begum hai aapki, Aahil,"

"Mashallah, such a beautiful wife you have, Aahil,"

She said to him and looked at me.

"Bete kya naam hai Aapka?"

"What is your name child?"

I blinked nervously and the silence followed until he answered in my place.

"Ruhani, Jadda and she cannot speak,"

He stated and I looked at her expression changing.

"Forever?"

She asked and Sultan nodded.

"Have you consulted physicians Ruhani?"

She asked politely and I nodded. Looking at Shaheen I asked her to translate that all the physicians had failed in bringing my voice.

"Ji, The physicians could not help her,"

She translated and she inhaled a deep breath.

"It is okay,"

She said and came closer to hug me.

"But, I heard your voice in childhood when I visited your Empire once,"

She exclaimed and I just remembered that she was the sister of my grandmother. My real grandmother passed a long ago even before my birth. And, these sisters married mine and Sultan's grandfathers.

She released the hug and I nodded.

She kissed my forehead and asked suddenly.

"So, when can I see my grandchild?"

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