01|The Palace full of secrets|

23rd February 2023

I stepped out of my Toyota Corolla and took off the glasses . My eyes felt amused at the very first sight of the palace .

'Rathore Bhawan' It read .

The palace was set up near the village of Kawar Nagar, Jaipur. Jaipur - the pink city of India . The place could give a royal vibe to anyone as it was giving me , now . Indeed my decision of buying this palace wasn't regretting. 

I am Ishani ..Ishani Shekhawat
Daughter of Shudhir Shekhawat who
is one of the leading Industrialist in Delhi . Being a rich kid , I requested
my father to buy an ancient palace
in Jaipur. I have been deeply interested
in old ancient things and Stories.
I was paleophile.

You must know about paleophile ?
' One fond of ancient things ' . I am actually .

Finally I finished taking the round
of the beautiful garden and walked
to the entrance .

The heavy castle door was venust
for me . It was made of oak and
metal and had gold borders .
They were fine handworks done
over it which made it look wonderful .
I was stumped with its  beauty.

The big Chandelier was master
piece in the hall . The big hall
was filled with complete ancient
statue and art pieces . A bright smile crep lt my lips . While adoring the beauty, some actions caught my attention. I saw some workers
carrying a large portrait. It was
so big big that it took three men to move I called them out .

'Hey , Stop !,' I asked . They followed
my orders and did so .

'Madam , this just a portrait of the prince this palace belongs too ,
As it is yours now , We are ordered to move all the unnecessary things from here .' One of the workers said .

A long smile appeared my face .
Wow ! An portrait of a prince !

'Don't ! Just keep it as it was ,
and don't move anything from its
place . I will myself set up the things .'
I said and they took the portrait back to its place .

It was almost an hour and I was
still left with some ignored corridors . The palace was huge , more than I imagined. I saw a portrait hung on
the wall . It certainly caught my attention. It's the same portrait, I thought .

I walked and stood staring at the picture. The man was wearing a
grey shirt with suspenders paired
with a tight check pants . It was one
of the trendiest wear of 1823 . His eyes deep black as if a black hole, His messy black hairs giving him sexiest look and gosh his jawline . Girls that time would have gone crazy for him . Well I would, the prince was hot and a charmer. Yup! I can conclude it just through a photo. Men in eighteenth century were sexy and handsome for sure.

Ishani stop getting whipped over a dead man . Ishani ! I scolded myself but couldn't help.

I looked at his eyes in the portrait again.
It was deep , I felt hypnotized for a moment. It felt weird as if the man
was calling me . The picture brought chills across my body . I kept staring
at the picture until I felt a hot breathe against my ears . I immediately turned feeling someone behind but there was nothing but a complete silence .

I took a deep breathe , It was scary . Ignoring my thoughts I walked
through the corridor staring at the rooms . I noticed one of them was locked . Workers were ordered that every room of the palace should be unlocked. But this one wasn't . I
wondered why this one was closed ?

I stared at the door . It gave me
a deep and thrilling vibe . I saw one of the servant and called him . As soon as he reached me , I started shooting him my my questions .

'Why is this room locked? It wasn't supposed to be ', I said . My tone was slow and polite as the man was aged .

He stared at me in horror. He looked
at the room and immediately looked away . I wondered why?

'Madam , You are new here . That's why you don't know . This room can't get unlocked ', He said .

'Why ? Don't you have the keys ? ', I asked him .

It's not about the keys madam . It's about something else ', He replied .

'What do you mean ? Be clear !', I said . He was making me curious now .

' Madam this room belonged to the Prince, Mr. Veer Aditya Rathore. This
room is filled with secrets and many
incomplete answers which should remain incomplete . It better be locked ',
He said . Gosh ! Rather than being clear, he eventually made me more curious .

'But I want to go inside . Open it now ! ' I ordered .

'They died here. This room holds pain madam . Its full of sadness ,pain and an incomplete story . I don't think you should open it either come here .
This whole palace is yours . But please
don't come to this room again ', He said warning me  . I was completely
baffled with his statement .

'Died ? They ? Who are they ? For god sake be clear ! Who are they ? ' I asked
I kept stabbing him with my questions but didn't replied any of them .

Something was really deep and mysterious about this place . And this mystery was calling me . Calling me to solve it and to unpuzzle it . I sighed realising he won't answer me anything . So , I walked with him for leaving .

Open it ! Open it Ishani !

I stopped at my place and looked back immediately. I felt chills across my body . I took a deep sigh and walked away.

It was night time , and everyone was comforting after a day long battle . It was an exhausting day for me . I was finally in my room . I selected one of the beautiful room in the palace . It was small as compared to other ones . But this room gave me the perfect old vintage vibe . The walls were painted brown . The room was fully furnished with wooden works . It looked asthetic to me . Over the top , it had a very beautiful view . I settled myself on the bed and took a deep sigh . The morning incident was still irking me . The thought of that room and the portrait wasn't leaving .

' Shut up my mind ! Stop thinking
about it ! ' I ordered myself did not followed .

I pushed myself back and layed
over the bed . Stretching my hands
out of weekness I hugged the pillow
embracing it . After about twenty minutes I was finally fallen asleep . The next moment I sight of fear was shown on my face .

I love you .. I love you Isha .

Help ! Help ! Veer....!

I sat on my bed with a jerk breathing heavily . What was that ? I never had a nightmare in my whole life . Why was I listening the name Veer in my dream . Now I surely wanted to visit that room .

'Maybe the room itself want me to come' , I whispered to myself .

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