The trip back to Hastinapur was just as boring as the trip coming here had been, save for the incident at the pond.

Now, I was sleeping the whole time. It was rather peaceful,even if it was a boring journey.

As we finally reached Hastinapur late at night, I was overwhelmed with my brother 's love.

" Acha acha! Alright. " I said, laughing as I broke out of the hug we received.

" Where's Jyeshth? " Yudhishthir asked.

" Jyeshth Yudhishthir, Jyesht bhrata Karn has returned to Angdesh. He said that he needs to handle the urgent requirements and confront some leaders for their misconduct. " Bheem answered.

"Oh. Won't he be going to Varnavart with us? " I asked.

"Nahi bhabhishree, he says he'll meet you all when we return. " Sahdev said, while mata looked sad.

"It's alright mata, you have us, we'll never let you feel sad. " Nakul said, while Bheem put in, " Haan haan. Nakul would only keep admiring his 'beauty' in the mirror. Nakul, do you know you admire your self in the mirror more than bhabhishree. "

Nakul visibly turned red and said, " Well, that's because I have such a beautiful face. "

"Haw! Are you trying to say bhabhishree isn't beautiful? Look Jyeshth, Nakul is insulting your wife. " Arjun instigated, as Yudhishthir laughed at Nakul's pale face and my mock glare.

" Bhabhishree, you had Jyeshth for a week. May we borrow him away tonight? " Bheem tugged on Yudhishthir's hand.

"Why not. Go ahead. " Me and mata meanwhile went back to her room.

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" So outri, how was your getaway? "

"Oh mata, I must tell you, the flowering fields were so beautiful, I can't imagine a land more peaceful. Beautiful flowers, the humblest of homes. We even danced in the fields... Y-Arya and I attempted to make kheer, nearly burning it and making it a bit too sweet, but it tasted wonderful. " I gushed.

"Oh my dear. I am so happy you had the chance to experience that. When I first got married, Arya had to leave for war and returned with more than just a glorious victory. I truly made ace for Madri in my heart, I did, but it did break my heart when Arya brought another bride. " She said, a bit despondent.

"It's alright mata, as they say, it all happens for reasons unknown to us, it's all Narayan's wish. "

'Yes it is. '

'Shut up. I am talking to mata. '

"Putri! " Mata shook, and I looked at her startled.

" Are you alright? You look pale and looked away suddenly. " She worried, a hand on my face.

"Don't worry mata. I'm fine. " I said. My eyes teared at her love. It had been so long since someone loved me like my mother did.

"Oh putri, did I say something wrong?" She asked, noticing my tears.

So I simply put my head in her lap.

"No mata, you could never, I was just missing my own mata. "

"But I'm right here putri. " She said.

"What? " I asked confused.

"I am also your mata aren't I? Or do you only call me so -"

"Nahi nahi mata. I didn't mean that. It'd just, as a child I used to spend so much time with mata, going to the fields to watch her garden, watching her make food for pitashree with love. It just made me remember her. "

"Well, why don't you go meet her after we return from Varnavart putri?"

"I'd have to die for that. " I mumbled.

"What? I couldn't hear putri. " She said, running her fingers through my hair.

"Oh nothing. I meant I'll definitely do that later. " I answered, closing my eyes and giving into the love.

"Putri, I meant to ask. Is everything right between you and Yudhishthir? " She asked, hesitantly.

I got up, hearing her worried tone.

"Why mata? Do you feel something is amiss? " I enquired... Are our banters appearing like fights?

"No it's just. It has been so many months since the wedding and - well, I would love to have a child to play with, now that I am old. "

Oh come on! This thing?

" I understand mata. I'll bring this up with Arya. " I answered, looking down.

"No no. Putri, don't mistake my words for contempt. I truly understand how it feels to have to worry about taking care if a child when one's not ready. Believe me I do. I just thought there is something wrong. " She smiled, holding my hands.

" I know mata. It's alright. I understand your concern too. I promise you, I won't let you loose on the magic of pampering and spoiling my children. " I laughed.

" I am glad you see my way of things putri. " She said, pulling me into a hug.

"Bhabhishree." I heard, but it wasn't in the cheerful four voices I loved.

"Speak Dushasan. " I said, bidding mata with love.

"Bhabhishree, won't you join me for a game of dyut. " He asked, a sincere glow in his eyes. Sometimes I feel he isn't that bad, just has been influenced by the two idiots sitting on his head.

"Alright. We'll play in the gardens. "

"Why the gardens? We can play in your or my room. "

"Nahi nahi. Otherwise your Jyeshth will find another reason to blame me as characterless. " I answered, as he looked down guiltily.

"I understand bhabhishree, but I can't go against my Jyeshth, he has raised me and us all. It is his right to the throne too. "

"No one ever said he didn't have one. But his crook and jealous nature snatched it from him, not my husband. " I answered coldly.

" Anyways, I invited you out for a game. May we? " He asked.

"We shall, come. "

He was a rather fun sport, engaging me in the game.

"Hah! I win again! " He shouted happily.

You remind me of my sister Dushasan. Even she loves to play like this.

" Bhabhishree, I'll take your leave now. I need to practice my archery. Pranipat. " He said, leaving me to my thoughts.

I felt two hands wrap around my eyes.

"Who's there? "

The one with his hands didn't speak.

"Who's there! Tell me or I'll call for my husband. He's one of the mightiest warriors! " I yelled.

" Oh is he? Then must I fear him, for you have one my heart. " I heard a whisper.

"Oh well, I mean. You should fear him. He looked after his entire family. He's just as strong mentally as he is physically and he won't let any harm come to me. " I answered proudly.

" He will never. " I heard another whisper, followed by a kiss to my cheek.

" How did you know it was me? "  He asked, coming to sit in front of me.

"Do you want to practical answer or the romantic one? " I asked, laughing at his flabbergasted face.

"Why, can't I hear both? " He said, " I also want to know what my lovely wife has deduced. Is she just as smart as the sh-Sher-sherlock. Yes, Sherlock Holmes she talks about. "

"No one can be as smart as him, even if he's fiction. I think there is someone who's come close, but I don't know. Anyways, for your practical answer, the hands were of a male's, the callouses from the weaponry, no brother of mine would dare to do this without you in my presence. Duryodhan practically hates me and Dushasan just left." I answered.

"Now the other one? " He whispered yet again, pulling my hands close to his lips.

"Well-uh."

"Go ahead. "

"Well, even if you were lost among a million people in the world, I would recognize you by the top of your head." I answered shyly.

"Oh, is that so dear wife? " He asked.

"Oh yes, it is. "

"Well, I wouldn't need to look at the top of your head. All I need to see is your eyes. " He answered.

Are we competing or what!

"Do you want to say that you love me more than I you? "

"What -no! When did I -"

"No no. I heard enough. " I said, puffing up my cheeks and turning around.

"Arre Priye. Please listen! I never meant -"

"Nope. I am not listening. Mata told me to say something to you, but I won't tell you now. " I answered, hiding my smile.

" But - " I walked away, hands tight against my mouth to muffle my laugh.

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I was sitting on the bed holding Toothless, waiting to go to bed, when I heard a melodious sound.

I turned my eyes to the sound when I felt two hands snaking around my waist .

"What are you upto? " I asked, feigning anger.

" Ji, humein manzoor hai -" He looked at me expectantly, hoping that I would continue.

I think it's enough of drama now right...  So I put my hand in his, hoping to dance.

" Aapka, yah faisla, ji humein mazoor hai, aapka, ye failsala -" I was twirled around in his arms, looking at the ceiling.

" Keh rahi hai har nazar  banda parvar shukriya -" He sat down on his knees, as I held his finger, bending both sides and looking into his warm eyes.

"Do jahan ki aaj khushiyan ho gayi haasil mujhe "

"Aapki nazaron ne samjha. " We finished, landing into each other's arms.

" So? You now know... Don't you? " He said, smiling.

"What? No! You still haven't apologised. "

" Oh my dear wife... was the song not enough? "

" So now you're measuring your live? I won't talk to you any-" I was shut up with a hand on my mouth.

"Do you ever not talk. I am sorry my dear heart. Now? " He said, gently removing his hand.

"Alright... But first... I need to tell you something.... "

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Ahem... So how was this one...  Dushasan does sound sweet... Or is this another plot?

This is written in such a fluffy way for I am extremely happy at a very important incident in my life! 😁

Tell me how it was in the comments.  And do vote.

Much love

Radhekrishn ♥