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Karn POV

The morning to me and Ananya's discussion, I decided to visit her. I remember the conversation we had yesterday. She is very wise to say least. Knows how to deal with situations, I wonder if it has anything to do with leaving in Kaliyuga or perhaps the early death of her parents.
An incident of yesterday suddenly came to my mind.

We were in middle of some intense discussion of situations, that could occur or the one's we could make occur. I was surprised by her evaluation skills.

She suddenly heaved a sigh and put her head on my shoulder, I was so startled by her action. "Kya Hua?" (What happened?) I asked.

"Pata nahi, shayad main is Rajya mahal Mein reh- reh kar uba gayi Hun." (I don't know, maybe I am just bored staying in this Palace for so long.) She answers without raising her head.

"Kaal ek jagah chaltein Hain. Main wahan jata Hun jab bhi Mujhe tanav mahsoos hota hai." (Lets' go to a place, I know, tomorrow. I go there whenever I am in tension.) I suggest.

"Sahi Mein?"(Really?) she asks raising her head. When I nod, she literally pounces on me. Hugging me as if I am her life line. That hug was awesome.
After few minutes we pulled away and were awkwardly looking around. Though I didn't miss her blush. It felt nice to know her like this.

I shake my head to get rid of the feeling, the one thing I couldn't get rid was the wide smile on my face. What was happening to me?
Then there was another incident I remembered.

"Hey, maaf kijiye ga. Humane aapko waise thappad mar Diya tha." (Hey, pardon me. I slapped you like that.) She mumbles, looking down.

"Koi baat nahi, hum sumjhtein hai. Aap Suyodhana ko aapna bhai maanti hai. Aapko uski chinta hai." (No problem, I understand. You consider Suyodhana your brother, you worry about him.) I try to pacify her guilt.

"Aap kitne aache ho. Pure ke pure sajjan" (You are so nice. Complete Gentleman) she says and I blush involuntarily. "Mere saath gurukul Mein jitney ladke phadte the saare ek number ke kadoos." (The boys I used to study with in my school were all so rude.) She pouts.
That is so cute. But I am still blushing at her compliment. Shit!

I right now also feel my cheeks color as I think about. She called me nice and a gentleman. I was so flustered. I just hope she didn't pay much attention. But then who am I kidding? She is a shooter. Chances are she would have noticed.

I was distracted in my prayers also today. I have never been like this before, what is it? Is it because of the truth of my birth?
Wait I was thinking about her while I was praying, not mildly related to my birth. Until we consider the factor that maybe she was the one who called me there and ma revealed it.
Ugh! Maybe I have lost it.

I rush to the palace. The guards look at me inquisitively as I literally jump on every step as I walk towards her room. I hope she is awake.

"Ananya?" I call, entering on her door, the Dasi said that I could go in.
I love the way my mouth takes form while saying her name.

I walk in to find her in a pink top and blue lower. She looked divine in it. She was standing in front of mirror, correcting her shirt. Few minutes ago, I would have seen her without a shirt. 

Hell! What is happening to my thoughts?

"Su- Prabhat priye." (Good morning, darling) I greet her.

She raises an eyebrow, I don't know what comes over me, I smirk at her.

"Su- Prabhat, Hotty." (Good morning, Hotty.) She winks back.
Trying to keep my façade, I fall back on her bed.

"Yeh hotty Kya hota hai? Hot ke aas pas ka kuch?" (What is this 'hotty'? Something related to Hot?) I ask. That day she had said, that when all of the one's going in war return after winning, she would answer.

She blushes, "Aapko yaad hai?" (You remember?) she asks, as she starts to tie her hair in an intricate style. I smile, seeing that she remembers not to tie her hair in a bun.

"Awashya." (Sure) I answer instantly. "Mujhe toh uska matlab bata do. Chalo srif hot aur hotty ka bata do." (Tell me, the meaning at least. Come on, only Hot and hotty.)

"Hot ka shabdik arth garm hota hai." (Hot's literal meaning is 'Garm'.) She explains.

"Ek insaan garm kaise ho sakta hai?" (How can a person be hot?) I ask confused.

"Hot ka prayog tab Kiya jata hai, jab koi insaan aapko baakiyon se behtar lage, dekhne Mein aur/ ya uske baton se." (Hot is used, when you find a person better than others, in looks and/ or in their talks.)

"Toh aap kehna chatin hai ki hum aapko baakiyon se behtar lagtein hai?" (So, you mean to tell me that you find me better than others?) I raise an eyebrow.
She blushes, I also note the big smile she has.

"konse pahanun?" (Which should I wear?) Ananya starts to mutter to herself, as she runs her hand over one of her boxes.

I walk up to her, "Kya Hua?" (What happened?)
Just to tease, I stand close behind her, looking over her shoulder, at the box in front of her.

Though I am now, not sure who is being flustered, me or her?

"Main soch rahi thi konse pahenun." (I was thinking which one to wear.) Ananya almost whispers, I can feel her blush, beside my cheeks.

"Yeh wale." (This one) I whisper, I had given the box once over and found the one that caught my eye in one glance.
I move my hands around her waist, I feel and hear her breath hitch. Picking the ear- ring, I liked, I look in her eyes in the mirror and slowly, tortuously, so slowly put them on.

"Dhanyavad" (Thank you) she whispers once I am done.
But I still don't move, I am too busy still observing her, too care. Maybe, I am enjoying it too much.

She feels so nice in arms, she perfectly fits in my body as if made for one another. Ugh! What am I saying these days?

"Putri" (daughter) Me Kunti's voice called and the two of us spring apart.
She looks at me surprised. "Are Putra Karn tum bhi yahan Ho?" (Oh son, you are here too?)

"Uh! Haan ma." (Uh! Yes mom.) I answer, rubbing the back of my neck. Hastily I add. "Pranipatra." (Greetings)

"Kya Hua, Bua. Aaj aap dono itni subh subh?" (What happened, Aunt? You guys are here so early morning, today.) Anaya questions as she walks up to them.

Dam Right! I wanted to spend some time with her.

"Kyun subh srif Karn tumse Milne aa sakta hai?" (Why? Can only Karn come to meet you in morning?) Kaki shree Gandhari asks, in a teasing tone. 

Wh..What?

Ananya blushes, such a beautiful colour, before saying, "Kya keh Rahe Ho Bua?" (What are you saying, aunt.)

"Hmm, Puja kar liya tumne?" (Hmm, are you done with offerings?) Ma Kunti asks, saving us from further embarrassment.
Thank God, for mom.

"Haan Bua." (Yes, Aunt.) She answers. "Kyun?" (Why?)

"Hum aaj puja karne ki soch Rahe the." (We thought of doing the offerings here today.) Maharani Gandhari says. Oh!

"Kijiye. Kijiye. Hum bhi aatein hai aapke sath." (Do it. Do it. I will also join you.) Ananya urges them. 

What? What about us?

Welp! I need to leave, before something happens.

"Um, hum chaltein hai." (Um, I take your leave.) I tell them and run out of the room.

Wow! Karn such a warrior you are. 

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Oh God Karn! control your thoughts.

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