71 ~ What You Feel Is What I Feel

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Ruhani POV

"What about a Sultanate?"

He asked and a strong shiver ran down my spine. I stood up and looked at his face trying to comprehend what his emotions were carrying.

But, I was sure about one thing and it was Destruction. His eyes were teary, not teary because of sadness but a burning rage that was dripping insane anger. The anger was not instantly developed but a calculative and well-thought anger.

"Aahil, please wait for Canons,"

I tried to say and he took a few steps closer to me. Cupping my cheeks, he leaned into my forehead and placed a kiss on my forehead.

"You are my canons,"

He muttered slowly and I took him taking steps away from me.

"Remember, what you feel is what I feel. If you cry, I will cry,"

I tried not to break, not now, not in front of him. Everyone was watching me, my people were watching me and I courageously nodded.

He turned his back away from me and I saw him leaving. Behind him, the head commander and the main soldiers followed.

And, I looked at the attendees carrying Rabia's stoned egg away.

I sat down on the couch and tried to figure out if there were no canons, how could we win a war. What were the options available to us and how was I going to help him at this moment?

His strategy was clear to me. He did not want the news of Rabia's death to reach her father and wait for them to attack us. He wanted to initiate the war and now he had a valid reason. The testimony of Rabia accepting that her father committed his crimes in front of her was heard was thousands of people. 

He would attack first and give no chance to them to prepare themselves for us. But, still, a number of soldiers could not beat the canons.

I had to think about something.

Then suddenly, a thought crossed my mind and I stood up from the couch. Stepping down, I called for Shaheen and Nagina.

She stood in front of me and I ordered Shaheen.

"Shaheen, you have to collect all the women soldiers whom our second-in-command started giving training six months ago,"

I said and she nodded.

"Yes, Begum Sahiba,"

I sighed remembering that on a day when I visited the servant quarters I saw three young girls trying to combat with the thin wooden sticks. And, a group of ladies cautiously watched them.

Seeing them, I saw myself.

When I was a young girl, I used to look at my brother's training combat with swords. I used to watch sharply and it excited me to the level that my father asked me if I wanted to start combat training already.

I was privileged because I was a princess, but the women out there were not privileged and still had dreams. That day, I decided to start the combat training for women too and thousands of women enrolled for it. I gave the charge to the second-in-command who was allotted the safety of the Sultanate.

I took Nagina beside me and walked towards their ground.

I had to keep them on alert if anything wrong happens. Our men's army had a shortage and Darmiyan and Hamid just fought a war. And, I did not know if I should send them a letter. They had just left and I could not do that without discussing it with him.

I tried to inhale my breath to think and think.

I reached to the ground and looked at thousands of ladies standing there already. I looked at the second in command and he wished me.

Wishing him back, I asked.

"Are they ready for the real combat?"

He sighed and looked at me.

"Yes, Begum. They are ready for combat,"

I nodded and looked at him back.

"I want you to keep them on standby until further notice,"

He nodded and I left from there to meet the medical staff.

I asked them to use the extra attendees for small works in order to help the wounded soldiers as soon as possible.

I asked them to inform me immediately if there would any shortage. I asked the head to use proper resources and save as many lives as possible.

After that, I started to walk towards the kitchen.

But, suddenly my steps slowed down to look at Sultan who was walking towards me wearing his complete armour. He was carrying the sheathed sword in one hand and I looked at the blades he was carrying in the belt of his black armour. 

He stopped in front of me and declared.

"Privacy,"

I looked at the attendees leaving us alone in the middle of the gallery and he looked at me.

"Are you okay?"

He asked first and I nodded.

The silence followed for some time and I lowered my gaze to hold his hand. Walking closer to him, I brought his hand closer to my mouth and kissed his palm.

"You know, I just want to hug you very badly now. Because I know you are in pain and I also know how this pain will end. I know that it is not for me, not for our child but now it is for your father. I thought and decided not to talk about stopping you because we have only spent eleven months together but you have spent fifteen years in the darkness waiting for this day only. To find the real culprit of your father and end him, to give him the taste of the medicine he prescribed to your father. I will not stop you but I just want to tell you that you are not alone now. There is no darkness now, there is no pain and certainly, there is no grief now. Remember that when you will face him, his sons and all the swords even the cannons right against your chest that there is someone in your home, waiting for you, there is something who left her child and chose you. There is someone who is always there for you. Always,"

I finished and he inhaled a deep breath.

I knew why he came to me, I knew that the war was impossible to win. I knew he was ready to sacrifice himself for his father. I knew he would not think even for once when he would face his enemy. I knew because I have always seen that pain in his eyes. I had family, I had people around me, and there was a world for me but he only got darkness, he only got grief and he only got pain. For fifteen years, he was in us circle that revolved around his father's death and it was hollowing and killing him deep inside.

I knew, he laughs, he makes fun and enjoy but I always saw the pain behind his laughter, the efforts to move on, the baby steps to walk over it and accept and he somewhere succeeded but now when he knew the truth, he could not stop himself, and he should not. I could not be selfish to come between him and his father.

"I know,"

He said and came closer to hug me.

But, I took a few steps back and looked at him.

"Hug me when you will come back. If you hug me now you will get your moment but if you do not there will be an urge in you to come back and get this hug. You have to come back to get this hug,"

I stated and he nodded.

He inhaled a deep breath and asked me.

"What do you know about Ghazal?"

I thinned my eyebrows all of a sudden remembering that name and I looked at him.

"I think, Haider, likes her but she is missing,"

I stated.

"Haider even tried to find her out but I do not know anything about her now,"

He nodded and said.

"Nagina found her, she said that Ayzan had captured her and she is in the base of the dungeon of her Sultanate. I asked her to do that when I left you. Because I wanted to know if the war was genuine or not. And, it was not. One more reason, I had to backstab Ayzan. He used his own daughters to get what he wants,"

I actually felt shocked hearing it.

"Are you sure?"

I asked.

"Yes, I just came to know how much that girl matter to your brother. Because, If he likes her, I have to keep her safe and she could become a reason for the upcoming friendship between Ayzan and Darmiyan Sultanate. Winning a war is not enough, because it depends on power but relationship bonds are more powerful and long-lasting,"

I nodded and looked at him thinning my eyebrows.

"I think, he likes her. I mean the way he talked about her in front of me seems like he likes her. Yes,"

I stated.

"Okay, now I have to leave, the soldiers are waiting for me outside,"

He said and I collected my courage to ask.

"Aahil, I think you should ask Abbu and Rehman Bhaijaan for help,"

He gulped and looked back at me.

"The war is personal,"

He stated back and he kissed the back of my hand.

"I love you so much,"

He muttered in a slow voice and my heart inaudible screams that I loved him too. But, before I could even reply he said.

"No need to answer,"

He left my hand and I saw him leaving finally. It was turning afternoon and he would ride the fastest horse, he would reach there in the middle of the day.

I prayed for him and went to the kitchen asking the head to open the old godowns for the soldiers.

I needed to be ready with a backup plan and my whole day till the evening passed in that only.

Addressing the attendees, their families, the soldiers who were wounded and the woman.

And, with each passing moment, my heart was feeling heavier and my eyes were on the verge of breaking the dam of tears.

I did not know what was happening to me but when I saw the sun setting down, my heart started to sink. I fisted on my window, and held on my breath to calm myself down.

But, my breathing started to race and suddenly it felt like difficult o breath. Unwanted thoughts invading my sanity and pressed my palm against my mouth to stop myself from crying.

But, now it was turning extremely difficult to control.

I did not know what was happening on the battleground, it was not far and I was turning scared as hell.

No matter how hard I was trying but suddenly an lone tear escaped my eyes and I thinned my eyebrows.

My heart started hurting insanely and I fisted on my chest to control this pain.

Suddenly, a line of his crossed my brain.

What you feel is what I feel.

It started rewinding in my brain automatically and I could not stop myself from leaving the chamber.

I changed into the warrior clothes and wore an armour.

Taking the sword in my hand, I asked the second in command to reach the battleground with the standby soldiers if he would not hear from me till the midnight.

He nodded and I climbed on my horse. My guards accompanied me and I pulled the reigns to run to my other half.

My husband.

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