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Here is the 81st chapter.

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Karn POV

We had just had the dinner and then Pitamah had taken me to the side to discuss about few things, with regard to my life. I was not wholly surprised,
He wanted to ask how things were in Anga. Recently, the country to Vrij, which has Varanasi as its capital has been creating some disruptions. I think that it must have something to do with me being an independent king there.

I expressed my thoughts to Pitamah, he is an intelligent person, and a person very well versed in ways of fighting and tactical dealing, with kings like these.
He suggested that I discuss it with my brother's tomorrow, maybe they have a better idea on how to deal with it. They are intelligent, you know, even though it may never seem like that, it is true.

Biding him good night, I walk to my room, where most probably Ananya would be alone. I love to see her spend time with the family, but when she is concerned, I am selfish. I want to spend time with her too.
But then I do realize that she will leave to Anga with me. So, I will have her all by myself. I wonder if she is awaiting to go to Anga?

I enter the room, she is in the balcony, I can feel her presence there. I walk towards the balcony, discarding my crown on the way.
She is standing there looking at the sky, her long black hair flowing in the air blowing and her red saree pallu hovering too. All her jewelry has been pulled away, except her Chooda. Of course, she said she would never pull it away.

"Kya sochh rahi Ho?" (What are you thinking about?) I ask, wrapping my arms around her waist. Oh! She has such a slender waist, its eloquent.

"Ki Chand aaj kitna Sundar hai." (That moon is so beautiful today) 

So she has been admiring the moon? Hmm, nice.

"Jise Pyaar Ho gata hai na, usse Chand Sundar hi lagta hai." (The one who is in love, they find moon beautiful.) I whisper in her ear, placing my nose under her ear.
She is sensitive there. My sweet wife.

She throws her head back on my shoulder, giving me a wider access. I run my nose on the exposed area, lightly, pulling her hair aside.
She turns around suddenly; I stand up straighter and she circles her hands around my neck. I look down at her smiling widely, she smiling her soft smile.

She is wearing her Payal & Mangal Sutra too. She never pulls them away, huh?

"Are, Mujhe ek baat yaad ayi." (On, I remembered something.) I exclaim.

"Kya?" (What?) she asks.

"Mujhe." (Me) I decided to play with her.

"Haan aapko" (Yes you) she questions.

"Mujhe, tum" (Me, you) I delay the talk, knowingly, trying to sound desperate.

"Haan, main aapko?" (Yes, me you?) She asks, her eyes raised in confusion.

"Tu m Mujhe Angrezi phadao gi?" (Will you teach me English?) I ask at last.

"Angrezi?" (English?) She frowns at me. I ease her eye brows off.

"Haan. Bahut achcha lagta Hai sune Mein." (Yes. It sounds nice on hearing.)

"Jaisi aapki ichcha." (However, you wish.) She agrees.

"Dhanyavad." (Thank you) I kiss her cheeks.

"Thank you." She mumbles.

"Huh?" I am confused.

"Dhanyavad ko angrezi Mein Thank you kehtein hai." ('Dhanyavad' in English is Thank you.)

"Thank you?" I try to pronounce like her. She nods.

"Thank you" I whisper again, kissing her other cheek. She blushes, looking a little away.

Lowering my hand, a little from her waist, I pick her up in my arms. She looks surprised, her eyes widen. I smile down at her, she wraps her left hand tighter around me, while her right- hand rests on my chest.

"Kahan leja rahein Hain Mujhe?" (Where are you taking me?)

"Aapne aur karib la rahein Hain, Anu" (I am bringing you closer, Anu.) I answer.

"Achcha?" (Really?)

"Hmm" I hum as I lay her down on the bed.

I straighten up, but Ananya catches my hand, "Kahan ja rahein Hain aap?" (Where are you going?)

"Kyun? Koi dikat hai?" (Why? Is there a problem?)

"Nahi Parantu..." (No but...) she trails off.

"Parantu Kya? " (But what?)

"Aap sone nahi aayiga?" (Won't you come to sleep?)

"Aap soiye, hum aa jayenge." (You sleep, I will join you) I instruct her.

She raises herself. "Kya kam hai aapko?" (What work do you have?)

"Are! Ab Kya main, yeh gehno ko pehen ke songa Kya?" (Are! Now will I sleep with these jewellery on?) I ask her, raising my eyebrows.

"Toh main madd kar detin Hun, kholne Mein." (Then I can help you, in opening them.) She pouts. I laugh.

Sitting on her knees, she pulls me closer to herself and starts to pull the jewellery off. I let her, do it. She has her eyes scrunched in concentration, as she slowly and steadily, pulls the necklaces and Baju Bandh and other jewellery.
At last, she pulls the Angvastram off my shoulder and throws it off, to one of the chairs nearby. Her eyes meet my amused ones.

"Kya?" (What?) she asks.

"Itni jaldi?" (So restless?) I ask.

"Haan, Mujhe nind aa rahi hai." (Yes, I was feeling sleepy.) She says pouting cutely.

I bend ahead kiss those pouting lips. She pouts wider, when I pull away.

"Aapko toh nind aa rahi thi na?" (You were feeling sleepy, right?)

She rests her head on my chest, not saying anything. I smile involuntarily.

"Nind to aa rahi thi." (I was feeling sleepy, right?) She says softly.

"Ab kahan chali gayi?" (Where has it gone now?) I ask placing one of my hand on her head, running my fingers lightly through her hair.
She doesn't say anything. So, I tug her away from myself and make her lay down on the bed and instantly join her. I neither want to disappoint her nor do I want to stay away from her. 

I love her, you know.

Our bodies lying parallel to each other's, she stares in my eyes for few seconds before she kisses me. I return it, with full eager. Who am I to not kiss her? I love her, of course I will return it.
I pinch her, availing an entry to her mouth, when she gasps. Is this considered evil?

She tastes the sweetest of what I have tasted. Sweeter than sugar and silkier than honey. Softer than any flower I felt, warmer than any blanket I have ever slept in. Tastier than any food, I have had. She is so flawless, purely stunning.

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Raise your hand if you think it was sweet. 

They are going to spend night together .. .. .. .. ..

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Aage dekhiye-
Third POV
The night continues on and on 😉.

(1225 words.)

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