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It had been one week since they left. And, I understood a major part of everything that was going on in the Sultanate.

The thing was not simple, it was not something that happened recently but it was something happening since his father left.

For the record, our army consisted of three-quarters of soldiers that were either gifted by Ayzan Sultanate or recruited from their place. Their pay and benefits were all handled firstly by Rabia's father and when our Sultanate gained a little financial and independent strength, Rabia handled it all from our Sultanate.

The same went for the attendees, servants and other staff. The people were ours but still, their loyalty lay in Rabia's father.

What a splendid job in hollowing a Sultanate but still there was a question in my mind.

If Rabia's father wanted to conquer the Sultanate why did he help Sultan to win all those wars?

What was his actual motive?

In that one week, I understood all of it but still, everything happens or made to be happen must be for a reason. What was his reason behind all this?

And, there was only one person who could guide me for those reasons and it was only his mother. She could tell me what actually happened after his father died, and what negotiations were made between these two Sultanates.

Or maybe the negotiation was clear. He wanted to control the Sultanate and wanted him to marry Rabia.

But, if he wanted this, he could have rage a war simply and won the Sultanate and then could ask him to marry her.

Everything was so complicated. I knew I was close but only assumptions were there. I did not even know his mother so closely yet. I did not know anything clearly about the past.

The records helped me to get an insight into the doings of the Sultanate but the motive was still far away.

I walked back from the library to my chamber back.

It was afternoon and I looked at Shaheen asking me.

"Begum, your lunch is ready,"

I nodded and the attendees platted the lunch before me. His grandmother was a woman to trust for. She has taken care of me like her own daughter. We spent a part of the day talking together. But, she used to sleep in the afternoon and I used all that time in my investigation.

I did not know how would I tell everything to Sultan.

Like, the reality of the spread of diseases in special villages. The thing happened just after his father's death and I was certain her Sultanate was included in that cause. Also, I found out that all the people who were managers of a particular group of people were sent by Rabia's Sultanate.

It was like everything was handled by their people and for their people in the shade that they were working for us.

But, what was the motive?

"Begum, Sultan asked me to remind you about taking a meal on time,"

Shaheen caught my attention again and I nodded.

I looked at the food in front of me and tried swallowing it. My appetite was lost knowing what a mess it was. I was feeling as if breaking it would shatter us too. The questions would be raised, the accusations would be made and most importantly the trust would break.

And, in all this, I was worried about Sultan the most. A child who became a man by himself, conquered his weaknesses first and then the lands and made everyone proud. What would happen to him if he would know that everything he built was not actually his but it all belonged to someone else? The loyalty of his people lies in someone else.

I was worried for my husband. My Aahil Aashiq Ibrahim Khan.

I sighed as I chewed food even though I did not want to, knowing he would get upset if I would not take care of myself. I tried,

"Begum,"

Suddenly an attendee's voice caught my attention and I turned to look at her.

"Sultan, Badi Begum, Shehzaadi Adeena and Shehzaade Saeed came back,"

A wide smile appeared on my face instantly, knowing he was back. I left my food and stood up from the couch. The blood rushed to my cheek and my heart beats raced with a feeling that I would meet him again.

My fingers suddenly started feeling cold and I was not able to compress my smile excitingly making efforts by biting on my lower lip.

My hand instantly reached to my neck where I remembered his touch.

I turned to look at Shaheen and she gave me a smile back.

I moved my gaze to myself again checking my appearance a little.

The thought of going to the main entrance door and welcoming him into the fort hit my mind but then I stopped myself as his mother and siblings were there too.

But, I was his wife. I could welcome my husband.

I nodded lightly to myself and looked at Shaheen to signal her to follow me. A broad smile always on my lips.

I inhaled a deep breath and walked out towards the main entrance. My steps were fast and long yet balanced to not fall on the floor in hurry.

Making my way through the gallery, I stepped onto the pathway of the royal gardens, reaching the door.

My steps immediately froze as my sight landed on Sultan walking onto the pathway in my direction. Our eyes met and I smiled broadly but my heart sank slightly deep when he did not return the same gesture.

The beautiful lashes, deep eyes and a smile to die for. But, the eyes talked talked nothing, the smile did not grow looking at me.

His face was stiff and I shrank my smile understanding the journey was long, he was tired and needed rest.

Though, I kept walking in his direction with slow steps now and stopped a metre away from him. I bent my head to wish him welcome.

He replied the same way but still, I could feel his eyes were sparing eye contact.

Then, my sight fell on Adeena and Saeed and they walked passing me without any wish, smile or anything.

Now, my heart started sinking deep not knowing what was wrong with them.

I looked back at Sultan and tried to smile, my eyes unknowingly watering up.

I wanted to say something, ask a few things, wanted him to hug me, give me a smile at least and give me the prize of this wait.

But, he said nothing and walked passing me. A sudden ache erupted in my heart making my cheeks hot with fear, forehead a little sweaty and the visuals of the nightmare that I had kept locked deep inside my memory.

I ran after him and tried to look into his eyes, but his were steps a little fast. I tried to match his pace and he suddenly stopped to look at me.

"Come with me,"

He said slowly and I looked behind him, her mother and siblings following us too. He grabbed my wrist and made me walk towards our chamber. Not hurting me.

Pushing the door open, he pulled me into the room and I looked at his mother and siblings stepping inside too.

"Leave us alone,"

He said in a threatening and roaring tone and I looked at all the attendees, Shaheen, his siblings and at last his mother leaving the place.

I looked at the door getting closed and he suddenly cupped my cheek making me look into his eyes, dangerously.

"You know what they said when I told them that I love you and will not take a second wife, especially Rabia,"

His voice dangerous, hurt and hoarse. I could feel the pain and my instinct was telling me that my world was about to shatter. My world was about to break into pieces and the love, devotion and emotions that I sow for fifteen years now about to be questioned against a mistake of mine.

My heart beats were no more there to be sensed, it was an ache, the pain running through my nerves. The pain not just because of fear but the pain because I saw his eyes tearing up too.

"They said what love. They questioned our love and told me ask you how my father died,"

His words made every other noise turn mute for my ears, his voice was slow but the words hit my ear like heavy volume trumpets. My throat started to turn dry and he said.

"You know what I said? I said that I know how my father died and who is the culprit. I told them that I see you and your family separate and I cannot make you suffer for a crime you never committed,"

I gulped and he bit on his lip trying to control on his voice. A tear slipped his eyes and my cheeks also turned wet with the trail of my own tears.

"They chuckled on me. They said just ask your wife,"

He stated and the silence followed for sometime.

"I laughed,"

He stated with a stiff face.

"I laughed so hard, Ruhani. I was like seriously? They were telling me that my love, my soul,"

He pulled me even closer.

"...my heart, my everything. The only woman I trust, the only person for I feel this way ... was the reason of my father's death,"

He gulped.

My lips trembled, my world shattered and my heart pierced into two hearing all this from his mouth. My tears did not stop and I just stared into his eyes. Blankly.

"I still laughed. Because I know that anyone, anyone could do it. Even I sometimes doubt my mother being capable of deprivation, but — not you,"

I closed my eyes as our forehead touched. We both crying and he asked.

"I trust you with my life...but still just shake your head once to tell me that you are not the reason my father died. ... I beg of you Ruhani please — tell me it's not you,"

He looked into my eyes with hope, love yet a cut was visible over his trust on me.

The cut that was legit.

The silence followed and the moments passed with our eyes looking into each other. With each passing moment I saw his heart breaking, his eyes turning red and his love suffering. His lips trembled, and slowly his hold weakened on my cheeks.

I could not shake my head, I should not when I know that I was the reason his father died. I was the one who saw him losing his breath with each passing moment, I was the one who did not throw the knife in his direction and protected someone else.

He took a few steps away and fell on the ground getting misbalanced. He broke right in front of me, hiding his tears behind his palm and I fell on my knees looking at him in this condition.

I tried to touch his arm and hold onto him but he looked at me and told with a shaky voice.

"Do not touch me... I loved you, I trusted you, you knew what I hated the most still you played with my feelings. I defended you in front of those people, fought for you against everyone, my family, my mother, Rabia and what did you do?"

I broke into cries, my whole body screamed with pain and I tried to press my hands against my ear to escape from the noise, the noise of cries, the noise of animals roaring., his father's screams and tried to look at him.

I forwarded my hand to touch him but he stood up from the floor and I saw him walking away from me.

And, I did not know that this was the last time I was seeing him.

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