NARRATOR'S P.O.V

A rather chilly day in the shivalaya. The persistent drizzle was to be held accountable for this. Heavy showers of rain in the early morn had compelled the townsmen to switch off their fans and Air conditioners and cuddle up with blankets. The pleasant fragrance of the primula flowers fused with the earthly smell drifted across the town. Heavy grey clouds enshrouded the mountain peaks. Nevertheless in the midst of the heavy showers of rain, the town's committee office was still open. Inside the office, Mr Punj, Mr Suri, the priest, Mr Kashyap, Ms Damini and Shikhar Tandon along with few other townsmen, sat on the office chairs. Their countenance patently manifested that were outright bothered regarding something. Needless to say that they were bothered about the King of darkness. Even though the diabolical king has been silent since the past few days yet the native townsmen were terrified. The Dark King was famed for being atrocious and barbarous, there is no guarantee that he won't commence his diabolical actions again. Besides the persistent fear of him massacring the whole town was not letting the townsmen live in serenity. They earnestly and wholeheartedly prayed for him to fall asleep again.

Mr Suri and other townsfolk sat inside the office.
"Mr Suri think something. We can't just live in fear for whole life. " shikhar scowled balling his fists. Mr Suri sighed.
"Shikhar what can I do.!!! He is the Dark King, he is the most powerful creature on this earth. We can't fight him. " Mr Suri said.
"Mr Suri is correct shikhar. We can't fight the Dark King at least not with our hands. But if we find out how his malediction broke, we might be able to curse him back. " Ms Damini said, folding her arms.
"But how will we find out, owing to the fact that no one is allowed to enter inside the castle. Chiefly since he had immured that fair beauty inside the castle, he lets no one inside the castle. " Mr Punj scowled looking away. Ms Damini furrowed her brows.
"You mean the granddaughter of Jaiswals. " Ms Damini said looking at him.
"Yeah, that girl. I think her name is sharanya. " Punj muttered in disdain. Mr Suri clenched his fist.
"Take her name properly Punj. " Mr Suri yelled furiously. Punj rolled his eyes.
"Stop lusting over her Mr Suri. Don't you know the Dark King killed Inspector Parag and I don't think that I need to apprise you that Parag was madly in love with that girl. Besides Jaiswal will not let you wander around her daughter. " Shikhar said striving to knock some sense in Mr Suri's empty mind.
"I divorced my wife to marry her shikhar. I am not going to let a diamond slip out of my hands so easily. Once this Dark King is out of the picture than sharanya is going to be mine. And stop lecturing me, let's find out a way to sneak inside the castle and curse him back. " Mr Suri said glaring at Shikhar. Ms Damini scowled. She seriously abhor Mr Suri. He had already married three times and now he is lusting over a girl who is her daughter's age. Besides his daughter from his first wife is 20 years old while sharanya is merely 18, how can he even think of marrying her. She wanted to yell on him for being a pervert yet couldn't owing to the fact that he is one of the senior town committee members.
"Let's think of some way. " Punj said leaning his face against the wall.

Sharanya woke up at 9:00 am in the morn. Yet as a lazy and sleep loving girl she was, she resolved to keep laying on the bed, closing her eyes. She clutched the duvet tightly, relishing the warmth it provided. Howbeit a sudden clicking sound compelled her to open her eyes. She opened her one eyelid at peeked in the front to find the castle king treading towards the curtains. He smiled perhaps because he was aware that she was awake. He pulled up the curtains revealing a pleasing outline of the mountains with a wet weather. She groaned as she sat up on the bed.
"Good morning. " he said with a smile as he sat on his chesterfield chair. She ran her fingers through her hairs.
"Morning. " she said yawning. She stretched her arms and he stared at her. She looked flawless as always. Besides she was looking more beautiful than she was previous day, thanks to the sage's curse. Yet he had no issues with his curse. Perhaps for the reason that he wanted to see nothing besides her. She was the only one he wanted to see before he sleeps and after he wakes up.
"Thank you. " she whispered as she fiddled with her fingers. He smiled resting his palm on his cheek. Even though he ne'er wanted her to say thank you yet he was contented with it. She looked so adorable speaking those two words.
"For what. " he asked in a manner as if he was oblivious of what she meant. Even though that was miles from truth. He was positive that she was talking about last night yet as a lovesick wolf he was, he played innocent as he wanted to engage in long conversations with her.
"For last night. " she said softly, toying with the fabric of the duvet.
"Um for that.!!! Thanks my wolf not me. " he said folding his arms. She peeked at him through her eyelashes.
"But you are the wolf right. " she asked softly looking at him with her innocent eyes. If the beast had took control of his body than right now sharanya would have been a moaning mess. She looked so adorable that it was undeniably arduous for him to not take her right now. He was a werewolf after all and werewolves are famed to be lustful and horny. He was no exception, he too was horny and always ready for coitus. If only she starts loving him, they can engage in a copulation everyday or even 3-4 times in a day. Whenever she desires, he will be available for her.
"Yeah but it was his idea not mine. " he confessed endeavouring to suppress his chuckles. She furrowed her brows.
"Ok but you are the one who transforms into a wolf. " she said looking at him.
"Yeah but it wasn't me who took you. It was the wolf. " he told folding his arms. She scratched her head and he controlled himself from guffawing.
"It's so.....so......" she mumbled perplexed as she pouted. This time he couldn't control his laugh and hence he burst out into laughter, puzzling the little girl even more.
"I know it's confusing. I am sorry, I was just messing with you. My wolf, beast and me, we all are one. " he chortled. She giggled softly. He continued to laugh even harder and sharanya couldn't control her laughs after seeing him laughing. They both laughed like a plonker. He couldn't recollect when was the last time he laughed so much. He halted after few minutes, wiping the tear drops from the corner of his eyes. He looked at her to find her laughing. She looked gorgeous while laughing. It made him want to make her laugh all the time. The only problem was that he didn't had a good sense of humour. He had always been a serious, cold, heartless, impassive, merciless, diabolical king. Thus, he ne'er knew what is called 'laughing' . Nevertheless Dravid had a good sense of humour as his face was enough for someone to burst into laughter.
"Did you like what you see last night. " he asked her, gazing at her beautiful face.
"Of course I did, it was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. " she said laughing. His lips curled upwards after hearing her. She liked what he showed her, was all he had ever wanted.
"Do you like my wolf. " he asked. She nodded as she laughed. Tears formed in his eyes after hearing that. Howbeit it were the happy tears.
"Do you love him. " he asked with hope. Her laughing stopped as she was taken aback by his question. She looked at him only to find her gazing at her with hope, obsession and desperation. Her fingers clutched the duvet tightly in fear. She didn't knew what to reply. She liked his wolf doubtlessly but she didn't love him. She can ne'er love him. He was a monster, he had forcibly immured her and raped her, she can ne'er love him. Nevertheless she was way too scared to say this.
"Do you love me. " he whispered as a lone tear escaped his dark green orb. She looked down as she lightly shook her head, shattering his heart into million pieces. Once again she rejected his love and it was too painful for him. He closed his eyes and let the poor tears slump down his eyes. His heart broke everytime she rejected his love. He didn't knew how to make her realise how much he loves her. She was his life, his love, his madness, his everything. He was ready to keep the entire world on her feet, she just has to accept him. He will blaze this entire world if a single tear sheds from her eye, she just doesn't understands that.
"I have to go. I......I....will send your breakfast in the room. Bye. " he said wiping his tears and putting on a fake smile. He stood up from the chair and dashed outside with his broken heart.

It was 9:00 pm in the night when sharanya was leisurely roaming inside the castle. She was rather bored and hence resolved to take a tour of the whole castle. Besides for her room and the dining room, she had not seen a single other room of the castle. She descended down the staircase and reached the hall of the castle. She gazed around to find no one besides for her in the hall. She pouted, howbeit her eyes travelled around and they landed on the portrait wall. She strolled towards the wall and stood in front of the wall. Looking at the portraits she realised that they were no longer decayed. Perhaps for the reason that the Dark King had took care of the portraits. She looked at the extreme left of find a portrait of a moustache man, she kept on looking at the other portraits until she saw the portrait of the Dark King. He was sitting on his throne wearing a dhoti, his upper body was bare. Besides his hairs were also long, they reached his shoulders and a horrific crown, made of gold and diamond was proudly resting on his head.
"Uh Ahhhhh!!!!" someone cleared their throat behind her. She turned back to find the Dark King standing behind her, his hands clasped together behind and his lips curled upwards. She gasped.
"Looking for something. " he chuckled as he stood next to her.
"Umm no, I was just looking at the portraits. " she said softly.
"I see. " he said folding his arms. She bit her lower lip as she looked at him.
"Umm who is he. " she asked as she pointed her finger at the portrait hanging at the extreme left.
"My great great grandfather. " he stated as he gazed at the portrait.
"I am sorry but he looks scary. " she whispered looking down. He chuckled.
"When I was a kid, I also used to find his portrait scary. I guess it might be because of the big moustaches. " he chuckled. She smiled.
"C'mon let me introduce you to my whole family. " he said with a smile as he walked towards the portrait.
"So this is my great great grandfather, and this portrait hanging next to him is of my great grandfather, and next to him is my granddaughter, he was a nice man. And this is the portrait of my uncle, and who is this ummm...yes my second uncle. My apologies I.....I actually ne'er liked him so....and this portrait it's of my 'beloved' father and this one is me. " he said, his smile never vanishing from his face. Sharanya's mouth formed in an 'o'.
"You resemble a lot to your father. " she said with a smile. He raised his brow.
"Really. " he asked. She nodded.
"If you say than it might be true but as far as I know he always stated that I am not his son. No doubt he loathed me. " he chuckled. Sharanya felt bad for him. She could only imagine how bad he used to feel when his own father used to say those heartbreaking things to him.
"Why did your father said that." she asked innocently.
"It's a long story. " he said gazing at the portraits. She pondered that it is preferable if she doesn't asks him anything concerning that. Perhaps for the reason that he looked quite sad already, she didn't wanted to sadden him more.
"So you used to keep long hairs. " she asked, changing the topic. He smiled as he looked at her.
"Everyone that time had long hairs and I was no exception baby girl. " he apprised her with a huge grin plastered on his face.
"Than why did you chop off your hairs. " she asked innocently. He folded his arms.
"Well when I saw all men in short hairs, I felt I should also keep short hairs. Besides I didn't wanted the humans to mock me. " he said looking at her. She giggled making him coo at her innocence.
"Did you loved your family. " she asked softly. He shook his head with no scruple.
"No I didn't. If their is any person I have ever loved, it's you. Just you. " he confessed looking at her. She looked up at him to find him eyeing her with his usual obsession, madness and desperation filled eyes. His dark green orbs yelled honesty and love yet she didn't wanted to see that. She didn't wanted to look into his obsessed eyes. For her he was a diabolical beast who had immured her and raped her. Nevertheless her heart wanted to look into his honest eyes that had nothing but true love yet her mind ordered her to look away. To not fall into his trap.
"If you love me, than set me free. " she said looking into his eyes. He balled his fists as he looked away. He loathed to hear that word, freedom. Everytime she asked about freedom, it made his blood boil. His beast turned restless after hearing it.
"Never. You can ne'er leave this castle. I can provide you anything but freedom. And ne'er ever say that again, understood. " he said with gritted teeth clenching his fists. Tears formed in her eyes as she heard him say that. He talked about love even though he didn't knew what love is. He was selfish and heartless. She could ne'er love him.
"Than you don't know what love is. You can never know what love is. I will ne'er love you. Never ever. " she yelled as she cried. He looked back at her to find her in tears. His heart clenched seeing her crying.
"Sharanya......." prior to he could complete, she ran towards the stairs.
"I can't let you go because I love you. I love you more than anybody else can. " he whispered as he watched her running towards her room.

Slamming the door shut behind her, she ran towards her closet. Sliding the closet door open, she grabbed her family's photoframe. She sobbed as she saw the smiling faces of her family in the photoframe. Strolling towards the bed, she sat on the bed and clutched the photoframe tightly to her chest.
"I miss you so much. " she whispered as she sobbed, hugging the photoframe tightly to her chest.
"Please take me away. " she sobbed. Howbeit she was outright oblivious to the reality that a green eyed man sat behind the door, shedding tears. She wasn't the only one who was sobbing, the castle king cried with her too. He sobbed behind the door, sitting on the floor, leaning his head on the door hearing her sobs. He placed his hand on the door as tears cascaded down his dark green orbs.
"I am sorry." he whispered as he sobbed on the door. Her sobs were doing nothing forbye escalating his agony. If only she knew that even a beasts needs love. Her beast wanted her love, just her love.
"Please give me a chance.......I....love you. I......I....really do. " he whispered as he sobbed.

The beauty cried inside the room oblivious to the beast sobbing outside the room. She wanted freedom while he wanted her love. Just her love.

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