THE RUTHLESS KING’S LOVE LADY
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CHAPTER 8
Hi guys Aadyasha here,
Important Note:
Okay guess what we are on freaking Rank #1 in Historical Fiction in Wattpad..

Its a great honor for me specially as you guys supported me so much and this being my very first story I am thrilled by such response…
It’s 2 am now and I’m going to bed. Naaaa I am officially sore from laughing so much. You don’t know what I am plotting, but I’ll somehow get back at you!
In any case, I’d just like to say a huge damn welcome to all the authors who stopped by and blessed me with their wits and humor, and most importantly, those who helped exposing my capabilities.
So today’s chapter is going to be only for our Swasan….
Let’s start the chapter…
Present..
Sanskar: Like thunder crashing over the shore I will always love her more. She is that I breathe, the language that I speak. She is the lyrics to my song. She is the one to whom my heart belongs. And though we are worlds apart, she will always be in my heart. My life is with her. Religion means nothing if it does not so divine for something.
Love was a very powerful emotion. Sanskar was deeply madly insanely in love with her, with Swara. But he knew the 11 brothers wouldn’t let him near her. They wouldn’t want her to be touched, or be stared at. She was so pure so innocent to even accept his generosity. Being generous was new for him. He’d never done a special deed in his entire life for anyone but her. He liked the way she was changing him.
He needed her like he needed air to breathe. He just had to find a way to get around her.
She was The Princess of Ranighat. He felt her passion for swords and gardening how her big bright brown eyes touching every tree to shrub to herbs and not neglecting the Rose Yard as she wandered around the Special Garden in full excitement. He noticed that about her, that she seemed a lot happier when she goes to the particular tree. A smile stretched across her wide mouth, her ruby lips looking succulent as ever painted in rase(a liquid made by rose and oil to apply on lips to make them seem red and soften them). He wondered what they would taste like, how her mouth would feel on his if he were to kiss her, to devour each and every corner of hers.
He stood near the Royal Garden behind the large banyan tree hiding himself watching her attempts to take down the apples from the tree’s branch. He chuckled watching her, she was so short for doing that.
His dark black eyes ran over her body and then at the tree, her innocent attempts. She was wearing the same loose suit all covered up with full net hands and her juthe (shoes which are flat). Her lustrous dark straight hair all open waving in the air, soft tendrils swept her forehead and neck and back of her waist. Her hair went down to her back.
He had wanted to run his fingers through the glossy mass, to know if it felt as soft as it appeared. He had never seen hair so beautiful, so full of life, almost radiant and bouncy.
He found her incredibly innocent. Everything about her was innocent. He loved the way she walked, the sounds by her payal (a leg wear which produce sound). He especially loved the sound of her voice. It was soft, pure, and assertive whenever she spoke. She was herself a flowing river of innocence and purity.
She signed in defeat not getting the apples and marched towards the narrow corner.
Flowing her he could rejoice his ears by her payal’s sound. He loved that sound ironically.
(I will say why I mentioned ironically at the right time)
Walking walking and walking at last ended to The natural meadow beauty, “Vanessa virginiensis”
The peaceful arena of Ranighat’s cascades downfall to a pond and the pond surrounded by the rose shrubs was so beautiful that it enchanted him.
But the sight of his Dove undressing herself, made his eyes pop wide. He didn’t wish to betray her by watching her standing behind the tree where now she stood between the banyan tree’s roots.
He cleared his throat the moment she washed her face hands and feet by the pond water. The slow breeze flew between them increasing their body warmth.
Dark black eyes met her brown ones as she stepped aside to allow him. He was shocked by her action but didn’t let it show on his face. He squeezed through the roots of the tree of banyan (this tree have roots hanging through its branches), letting his hard body brush up against hers. He ignored the small audible gasp that left her mouth as his body came into contact with hers. His gaze swept over the pond and the rose plants around them it was just divine, before his eyes flickered back over to her. She looked fresh-faced, dressed in a sleeveless blouse and lower region draped in a silk material and her small delicate feet were bare.
She trembled slightly but kept her eyes on him. She didn’t back away or run from him. She didnt know how much it scared the shit out of him to want her so badly it hurt him like he was scratched to death.
Sanskar walked confidently towards her but she filched and moved an inch back against the tree. He cursed underneath his breath. It inked him that she was still frightened of him. He wouldn’t hurt her.
Hadn’t he proven that earlier?
He stayed rooted in place, his dark black eyes swarming with love, possessiveness and obsession.
“Wh-h-aaat are y-you doing he-here?” Her voice shrilled and stammered on its way as she scrunched her head down while asking the question, and he couldntbhelp but chuckle seeing the way of speaking. He knew she was shy like hell.
“I was watching you from a long time, gripping on the apple tree for apples didn’t you Dove” he said gazing on her ruby red lips and adverted his attention towards her again.
“You were watching me,-” she paused looked around to find anyone present or not then continued “then why didn’t you help me Veer” she said in a low voice and her heart swelled listening her sweet enchanting voice…
“Now why are you standing you didn’t even help me huh” she said stomping her feet on the ground.
“So you wanted help huuu” Sanskar teased her as her nose turned red in anger the moment she registered he was teasing her.
“Go go away you bad man I don’t want to talk to you” Swara said unmindful of the panic she energized inside his body, flashes of the time he met her for the very 1st time hovered over his mind. But he won’t leave her today it wasn’t their past it was their present.
“What if I don’t want to leave?” Sanskar asked as he stalked towards her. She didn’t flinch this time. He wanted to kiss her, to kiss those lushes ruby lips of hers, to have her taste fill his mouth . She closed her eyes and breathed heavily as he got closer. He rested his head against hers and inhaled her smell, groaning as the scent of kanchan and rajnigandha (two kind of flowers popular for their scent) rushed up his nostrils. She was gasping, panting slightly as his nose brushed her soft creamy cheek. Was he imaging it? Did she want him too? He could never tell with her.
She shook her head, having lost all sense to speak. She shuddered and jumped as his mouth grazed her ear, teasing it with his breath. She smelled so damned good. He was going to love her. He nibbled on her ear sensuously, drawing a soft moan from her lips. He nibbled harder and she gasped and clutched his arm and dug her nails in. Yeah, he wanted her just like that, wrapped around him. He needed for her to invite him inside of her.
She moaned deep and moaned again as he kissed around her collarbone and tasted her with his tongue. She was so sweet, as tangy as his tongue swirled around her neck and sucked the flesh there. He wanted her to say his name. She belonged to him. Every inch of her was his. He wanted her to be his in every way that counted. He moved back up towards her throat and placed a light kiss there.
His hands traveling down the silk to feel her lower abdomen, and just to be greeted by a yelling sound.
“Rajkumari Rajkumari” He turned around cursing his fate and the person Swara could barely watch him out of shyness.
“Dove I will be back” saying so he disappeared behind the tree and made his path out of Royal Garden
“Rajkumari Swara huiihuiihuii” Charumitra all running and yelling took a deep breath and and supported herself on her knees a moment and watched Swara.
“Kya hua (What happened) Charu” she said hiding her blush back .
“Swara maharishi aaye hai dush dhamiyo ka jal leke (Swara the royal priest have came with the water of ten rivers)” Charumitra said in one go.
Swara frowned upon this sudden thing it was winter and Sindhu puja (to worship and serve River Sindhu) was gonna to be on baisakhi (spring) then how.
Sanskar walked past the rooms and landed in his room in front of Swara,”s portrait admiring it and smiling at the recent happening…
“I always knew that love would come to me someday,
but never did I know that it would be who was headed my way
you caught me off guard and took me surprise
but you simply captivated me, the same way you do when I look into your eye
It’s true that I do not deserve threvery good and perfect part of yours,
you were presented to me as a beautiful packaged gift full of humor, talent, intelligence, beauty and love.”
Walking upto his bed and carrying the dupatta (a garment to drap around the women’s asset) caressed it inhaling the scent..
“it isn’t finding the perfect person but learning to see an imperfect person perfectly”
But I hardly find any imperfect being on you,
we all have our flaws but when I view through my eyes, perfection is all I see
From when you laugh to when you’re upset, I still love the little things you’d
especially hearing you laugh and seeing your nose wrinkle the same way mine does too
I know as long as we’re on this journey together, there’s nothing that we can’t do.
Sometimes I wonder if what we have i too good to be true
too scared to get my heart broken and scared of the thought of losing you
but in the end”
I trust in the author an perfecter (???) of what I believe
because what we ask for in her, we in return shall receive.
“Where your treasure is, your heart will also be” is how the saying goes
I may not know what tomorrow may bring, I do know is that you are my one and only
a treasure in my heart that I want to devote my whole life to completely
I know I don’t need to prove my feeling to know they’re true
because what I’ve known in my past, doesn’t come close to the experience I shared with you
I’ve had the experience of being in relationships before
however, this is the first time I’ve been truly happy… I couldn’t ask for anything more
it’s an honor to know that I am yours, you are mine
For now, I’ll be waiting patiently for the day when we’ll be together
that precious moment in time when I’l say, “it’s you that I want to be with forever”
just as beautiful and precious as the day will be, when I look into your eyes and say, “I Love You”
A/N:
Hailing from a Royal family we have a tradition of worshiping Ganga River by giving her a amount of water from each sacred river from all over India.
So the rivers are important.
Rigvedic Rivers:
Current name. – Name in Rigveda
Indus. Sindhu
Kurram. Krumu
Jhelum. Vistasta
Chenab. Asikni
Ravi. Parushini
Beas. Vipas
Sutlej. Sutudri
Gomati. Gomal
Saraswati. Sarasvati
Ghaggar. Drishadavati
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