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Trishalini POV

Inhaling a deep breath, I tried to open my eyes and stretch my arms wide.

Where was I?

I wondered as my hands felt slightly retrained but noticed the dark, drawn curtains it did not take me a moment to realise that I was, where I should be.

A small smile tugged on my lips when I felt his hand's weight on my stomach. Shifting a little, I looked over my shoulder to stare at his morning, sleeping and lazy face.

It was calm in here. Absolutely silence but with a few breath intakes, I began to get the visuals from the previous night.

We talked and laughed and I danced.

What?

Did I dance?

I immediately sat up and looked at his innocent face with knit brows.

He asked me to dance?

I could not really remember this.

"Abhi," I immediately called him, but he did not even react as a heavy morning sleeper.

"Abhi," I called out again, shaking his hand a little and he inhaled sharply, blinking his eyes slowly.

"You asked me to dance last night?" I asked, and he tightened his jaw and immediately pulled back, holding my hand.

"Shut up, Trisha, shut up," he muttered in a ruffled and sleepy voice and I could not believe it.

My laziness, sleepiness and everything just vanished.

How could he talk to me like that?

"Abhi, how could you ask me to dance for you? What do you think of me?" I tried to question and push his hand back.

And, suddenly he opened his eyes with anger and looked at me.

Okay, he was not in the mood to talk.

I lowered my gaze and sighed deeply.

"I did not. You wanted to show me your new skill— dancing," he said and I shook my head.

"You are lying. I could never do that," I said, and suddenly he cupped my cheek and pulled me closer to him.

My eyes widened and I blinked nervously.

"What are you doing?"

"Just look into my eyes and tell me if I could make you do anything against your will?" he asked and I gulped with slight timidity and blurt out.

"Yes, you asked me to marry you against my will,"

The moment those words came out of my mouth, he closed his eyes and grunted leaning his face into my neck.

A shiver ran down my spine with the deep voice and I immediately corrected myself. "Well, we negotiated afterwards,"

He pulled back, changed his sleeping position opposite to me and said.

"I did not ask you to do anything last night,"

A smile appeared on my face, noticing the frustration appearing on his face.

Stepping down the bed, I walked down the stairs and left him to sleep. It took me a while to get ready by the time I did, he was awake and going to his chamber.

"Maasa," I muttered, seeing her walking her in my chamber.

"You are up?" she asked and I nodded.

"How are you feeling?" she asked and I wondered why she asked this.

"Okay, I am feeling okay," I said and she smiled.

"Alright, I have brought you the crowning attire. It is red with golden and Nandani will help you in getting ready," she said, and I noticed Queen Nandani walking in.

I smiled looking at her.

"Crowning?" But, I asked.

Maasa gulped silently before stepping closer and holding my hands.

"Your father-in-law wishes to pass on the crowns to Abhinandan and you in his presence and there is no better occasion for that than now," she said, and I felt sweat on my palms.

"But, a King does n—"

"He wishes to, Trisha," she said, and I gulped, lowering my gaze.

"Everything is going to be fine, Massa. He will not go anywhere. An... and, I might get pregnant, an... and you know he will get better. The child will bring a good fortune... and, and trust me, every—"

"Trisha," she cut me off and immediately hugged me.

I could feel my heart coming out of any moment. "I know it is too much, too soon and unbearable. But, it is okay," she said, caressing my back and I inhaled deeply.

I did not even know how was she able to manage herself during all of this. A King never passes the throne in his presence, even if he lives for more than a hundred years.

"Does Abhi know about it?" I immediately pulled back and asked her.

She lowered her gaze to our connected hands and shook her head.

"I want you to tell him," she said, and I immediately pulled back.

"He does not like me stepping into his family's matter and you want me to tell me the biggest thing of his life. No matter how he is and what he has done he will never agree to take the throne as a King in his father's presence, Maasa," I tried to say and the tears appeared in my eyes, "He loves him so much and please, this will break him," I tried to say and looked at Queen Nandani standing silent and upset, too.

"Maasa, he is young and it will kill his soft heart," I tried to say but my voice broke. "Please, Maasa," I muttered and she shook her head.

"Trisha, He has to take responsibility and Raj does not want it to happen after him. The kingdom will weaken, that's why he wants Abhinandan to take charge in his presence, so that he gets used to it, and by the time..." her voice broke. "And, by the time Raj will leave us, he will be at least habitual of it," she finished and I shook my head.

"He is young. He is just twenty-two years old. He... he..." How could I tell her that he fainted even by seeing me in pain and seeing all of this would break him?

"He is not ready yet, Maasa, and neither am I," I said and she nodded.

"I know, my child. I know, and I am so sorry for doing this too early and like this. It's not even a month since you have arrived here and I am stepping back from my responsibility but it's getting difficult for me, too," she said, and I lowered my gaze, letting the tears fall down my cheeks.

"Please, Trisha, after whatever happened before your wedding, I do not have any strength to pass this burden on him. An... and—"

"Maasa, it's hardly getting better between us and if I tell him this, he will not like it, and you know... you know, it will hurt him so much," I tried to say and she cupped my cheek and made me look up at her.

"Trisha, please, If I will talk about this to him, he will... will break even more. Till now, his father and I telling him that there is time, there is hope, but this will break him. Do you understand?" she said, and I looked away, noticing Queen Nandani washing her tears.

"Jiji, you should tell her something, at least," I said to her, and she looked up at me and shook her head.

"I am the last person, he would allow in the family matters," she said and I inhaled deeply, closing my eyes.

"Okay," I muttered and stepped back.

"I am so sorry, Trisha, I am so sorry," Maasa said, breaking into tears and I immediately held her hands and shook my head.

"Please, do not be sorry," I could not see her breaking. I could understand nothing of her pain. She did not want her child to break and I could understand her.

"I should go," she said all of a sudden, walking away from there in a hurry.

I stood frozen.

Queen Nandani did not say anything and stood there silently too.

Gulping silently, I washed my tears and fisted my hands tightly on my skirt.

"Jiji, can you please help me?" I asked, and Queen Nandani nodded, washing her silent tears too.

We did not talk or even look each other in the eyes. There was nothing to talk about. There was nothing to be happy about.

I was dolled into a red and golden attire, adorned with heavy jewellery and at the end, she fixed the nose ring in my nose.

"I am sorry," she muttered, finally breaking the silence and I inhaled deeply.

"Why are you sorry?" I asked, and she shook her head.

"All of this happening because of me," she said, and I immediately shook my head.

"Nothing is happening because of you. What is happening was meant to happen and nothing can change the destinies," I tried to say and pulled her into a tight hug.

She broke into cries.

I tried to calm her down and suddenly an attendee walked in.

"Ranisa," she addressed her and she pulled back, washing her tears.

"Ji," she asked, and the attendee informed.

"Ranaji is asking for you," she informed and Queen Nandani nodded, walking away from there and leaving. "I should go," she said, before leaving.

I looked at myself in the mirror and inhaled a deep breath.

I did not know how would he react and how would it shape our relationship, but it had to be done.

Sooner or later, he would realise that things would change and he would have to come out stronger.

Inhaling a deep breath, I looked at myself for a moment before walking out of the dressing room.

Meenakshi was there.

"Where is Yuvraj?" I asked, and she immediately replied.

"He is in his chamber and probably getting ready,"

"Okay," I muttered and washed my henna and red-inked hand before walking out.

I noticed the pigeons still dancing and eating in the garden. Watching me come, they moved aside so that I could walk through the passage and reach their father's chamber.

Speaking of father, I did not see the cat after that.

After reaching his chamber, I noticed the soldiers looking at me with surprise. I smiled a little. "Pranam is Yuvraj inside?" I tried to ask and they both immediately adjoined their hands.

"Yes, yes, princess, he is inside," they both replied and I nodded.

I did not know why my cheeks were red. Whether it was embarrassment, fear or the feeling that it was the first time I was stepping into his chamber with my wish.

I walked past the small meeting area and went into his bedroom directly. It was utterly empty and I looked around wondering where he would be.

"Abhi," I called out in a low voice.

I could feel my heart coming out with slight nervousness and fear.

"Abhi, are you here?" I asked, and suddenly.

"Bohhhh," I shivered with fear and heard his laughter from behind.

"Hahahahhaahha," I immediately turned around and slapped his arm before I noticed his half-nakedness.

He was only wrapped with a towel hanging low on his abdomen. His hair was still wet and, his smile made me laugh all of a sudden.

"What are you doing?" I asked, and he pushed his hair back and walked around a little.

"I was in the middle of the bath when I heard your voice," he said, and I gulped silently following him towards the bathroom.

"Who is inside?" I asked as I heard the slight noise.

"Attendees," he said, and the moment I followed him into the bathing room, my eyes widened with shock.

A dozen of female attendees were there.

"What the hell is happening here?"

All of them stood up and I looked up at him.

"What are you doing with all of them?" I asked, and his eyes looked confused.

"Nothing, they are just helping me in taking the bath," he said in a low and scarred voice.

"Why? Are you a child?" I asked, and he knit his brows.

"They help me occasionally, like when it's something big," he blabbered a little and I could not help but feel the anger bubbling up in me.

"All of you, could you please leave us alone?" I asked, trying to be polite and stayed silent until they all walked out.

"Trisha, is something wrong?" he asked, and I immediately glared at him.

"Is something wrong? How dare you to even ask me? All of these women are watching you when you are just wrapped in this cotton cloth," I said, and he took a step back.

"But, they are middle-aged, and they have been helping me and they do not touch me like that. Th... they take me as their Prince," he tried to say, and I immediately pushed him against the pillar.

"They are still women and you were mad about me being naked with the attendees," I pointed and immediately looked away.

Calm down!

Calm down!

"Because you are my wife and no one sees my wife," he said, and I quickly turned to him.

"And, you are my husband and what if I want no one to see my husband as well?" I asked and he signalled me to calm down.

"Alright, no one will, I promise. I did not think of it as a problem. I am sorry," he said, and I inhaled deeply trying to calm myself down.

"Hug?" he asked, and I looked at him and stepped forward.

"I did not know you were a jealous type," he commented, hugging me gently and I punched his chest.

"That does not mean you will be roaming half-naked among a dozen women," I said and pulled back.

He sighed and placed his cold hand on my cheek.

"You look beautiful. Like a Queen," he said, and I gulped nervously remembering what Maasa asked me to do.

"Well, now you have sent all the help away. I think you should be helping me," he said, holding my hand and I blinked silently.

I did not what to say.

He pulled me towards the pool, I smiled weakly seeing him laugh and joyful.

"Come on," he said and I laughed.

"Okay, okay, wait," I said and pulled my skirt up and said.

"I will help you,"

He smiled and sat inside the pool. I noticed his clothes sinking into the water.

Moving my gaze around, I noticed the different types of pastes, oils and even milk. Grabbing a bowl, I took it closer to my nose to inhale it.

"It's rose and sandalwood with a little turmeric," I said, and he laughed.

"See, you are the perfect one," he said, and I smiled, saw him picking a fresh towel up, and placing it on my lap, before putting his head. I was sitting on the slab of the pool.

"So, what should I do?" I asked, and he looked up into my eyes and muttered with a smile.

"Whatever you want to do with your loving husband," he teased me a little and lifted my brow.

"Loving husband? I do not remember calling that," I said, and he chuckled.

"Of course, you would not," he said, and I knit my brows but ignored him, and began to apply the paste on his hand.

I tried to pull my bangles up and he said.

"Wait, let me help," he said and began to apply the paste on his chest. I immediately took the bowl.

"You will waste it much," I said and placed it near me.

"Okay," he muttered and sat straight, placing his head in my lap. A smile was always there on his lips. He looked so beautiful.

The soft curls of his were falling over his forehead, dripping water, and I gently applied the paste from his wrist to his shoulder. His lips spread with a wide smile.

"What?" I asked, and he opened his eyes and looked into my eyes.

"I love you so much," he muttered and I could not stop myself from moving my hand from his shoulder to his neck, and gently caressing his jaw.

"I know," I muttered and leaned in to kiss his forehead.

He closed his eyes for a moment, and his smile shrank with slight emotions.

"Do you regret whatever happened in your home?" he asked, and I kissed his forehead again and shook my head.

"I never regret anything with you," I muttered and could not control myself from kissing his forehead for the third time.

"Is everything okay?" he asked, and I straightened up and nodded.

"Of course. I am just feeling like loving you," I said, and he smiled, taking my hand and kissing my knuckles.

"I am here for you if you are nervous, or anything. I mean, anything," he said, and I nodded.

"I know," I muttered and took a little more of the paste and gently applied it over his shoulder, slowly moving down on his chest.

He gulped, staring into my eyes. And, suddenly he pulled my hand down to his midriff and a shiver ran down my body, noticing our lips coming closer with a soft move.

My gaze softened and instead of pulling back, I leaned in closer and claimed his lips with mine. Kissing softly for once, I tried to pull back, but he tightened his hold on my hand, and kissed me again, softly.

"You look beautiful," he muttered pulling back and I could feel the warmness in my cheeks.

Straightening up, I gently applied the paste on his chest and shoulder. He helped me a little and I muttered.

"Abhi, can I ask you something?" I asked, and he looked up at me and nodded.

"Yes," he muttered and smiled at me.

"Have you talked to Baapusa?" I asked, and he knit his brows.

"Yes, last night," he said, and I smiled weakly and gently filled the mug and began to wash him.

"He gets tired with the work and meetings," I tried to say, and he nodded.

"Yes, I am trying to handle the much I can, but you know he is a King, and some matter does need his attention," he said, and I smiled caressing his cheek.

"You love him so much," I said, and he smiled.

"I cannot help it," he said, and I held his hand before asking.

"If I say something, do you mind?"

He looked up at me and blinked silently before shaking his head.

"Patni hai ab aap hamari, parivaar ka hissa hai, kuch bhi boliye,"

"You are my wife now, and a family too, say whatever you want to say,"  he said, and I gulped with fear.

"I think you should handle all the responsibilities," I said and before I could even finish he looked up at me with shock.

"What?"

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