SWASAN: The Sword of Love… Chapter 3 [by Raina]

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~A PERFECT REVENGE!~
PRATHAP PALACE..
The decorations were still not removed which were set for sending off their beloved young Prince Laksh Prathap! The fragrance of the flowers were still flowing everywhere bringing peace and proud everywhere except for a person.. a prince! Sahil Prathap was sitting in his room, all the people who came there for the celebration must be having a royal dinner in the palace. His door opened, he closed his eyes frustrated, who was coming inside his room without permission? He stood up, his voice almost came out ready to roar furiously at the person but he stopped seeing his father and looked away. King Prasad Prathap sighed and said, “son! Come down, what will the people think if you are not present in a celebration?” Prince Sahil turned to his father angrily, “even if I come there, people will start to tell that I didn’t go to get the sword, it was my younger brother who went for it!” he said with venom spitting in his voice. “you were not present even when Laksh was leaving. At least come and enjoy the party!” the king said trying to convince him. Sahil just smiled sarcastically and again sat on the bed filling his glass with drink. The king sighed helplessly and went from there. Prince Sahil continued to drink remembering his insult that happened before few months…

FLASHBACK..
Prince Sahil was returning back to his land after winning a war with hundreds of soldiers following him. He had a winning smile on his face, his dress and weapons stained with the blood of his enemies, he actually had to cross the land of King Shekhar’s to reach his land. It was night time and the sky was pitch dark. He stopped under a tree. He said all the guards to leave except few who were with him for his safety as he started drinking drinks which he carries all the time, he was fully intoxicated, he got off from his horse and started walking unsteadily, his guards tried to follow him, but he stopped them from following him and went in an unknown direction.. he kept drinking while walking feeling proud of himself for winning the war. And as far as his blurred vision went, he saw a girl, maybe a princess! Was standing and was feeding rice to the numerous birds surrounding her at such a late night. He also saw another girl standing with her but she didn’t looked like a princess. He went towards her, the birds flew away as he came closer to her. Princess Swara Mithra looked at the birds flying away disappointedly. She inhaled a deep bad smell, she turned and saw Sahil coming near her and immediately kept her hand on the sword ready to take it anytime. The girl near her was none other than Ragini, she asked him. “who are you?” Prince Sahil turned to her, he just smiled at her and again turned to the princess.

“Ragini!” Princess Swara looked at her and signaled her to bring the guards which Sahil couldn’t understand. Ragini immediately ran from there to bring the guards. Sahil moved near her and more and more near her, she frowned understanding his intentions, his smell and the glass he had in his hand, everything was irritating and suffocating her. She immediately took her sword and placed it on his neck, “get out of my land!” she said angrily. He took his sword still smiling at her, they both started fighting, Princess Swara won over him easily as he was very much unsteady. His guards came looking for him and caught Sahil by holding his arms who was about to fall. The guards were about to attack the Princess when Ragini came with the guards, Prince Sahil’s guards stopped seeing them as the number of guards in their side were more. “no one should stay in my land even for a second!” Princess Mithra roared angrily and Sahil’s guards left from there to their land in another way with an unconscious Prince Sahil. King Prasad Prathap got furious listening this from his guards, but he didn’t declared any war on them because the trade relation between their lands were very good and he had gained many profit. King Prasad always keeps two things at first, his profit and his reputation…
FLASHBACK ENDS..
Sahil stood up from the bed and threw his glass angrily remembering everything…
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Prince Laksh Prathap sighed sitting on the bed looking around the royal tent he was given. He really didn’t wanted to take part in this competition at least not after knowing that his elder brother didn’t liked this. He loved his brother Sahil, he was really happy that his father was sending him, his father thought him as capable for this and that gave him so much happiness that he had got a chance to increase the pride of his motherland but if that is affecting his brother then he really don’t want this! He closed his eyes and took a deep breathe, his father has so many expectations with him, he had to fulfill it but not at the cost of getting separated from his brother. He laid on the bed and kept looking up until his eyelids felt heavy consuming him in a sound sleep. But only his father’s expectations and his brother’s angry and hatred face filled his nightmares…
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Sanskar had arrived to the place and he was given a royal tent like every other participating there, like every princes and the one and only princess was given. He choked seeing all the royal decorations, these were not meant for him, he didn’t wanted this! He have never slept on such a comfortable bed, he looked at the table that was filled with delicious food for him, he never had such foods. He looked at himself in the mirror, he never wore such dresses. His lifestyle has completely changed, but he knew that this is going to last only for few days. He looked at his left palm, tears form in his eyes remembering how he touched Princess Swara’s wrist. He should have not did this! He knew it! He knew that he have started to completely melt in his character. Prince’s character! He had done a sword fight with a Princess, touched a Princess’s hand! A princess whom his master wanted at any cost. He sat on the cold floor just near the bed, he has suddenly started to feel that it was so much impossible for him to do such things, he didn’t wanted to take Princess Mithra forcefully to the Prathap Palace. He respected women. He respected Princess Mithra. Tears ran over his cheeks, his soul breaking with an unknown pain he never felt till today. His gaze just focusing on his left hand, he looked at his hand without blinking his eyes, he caressed his own hand with his another hand remembering whatever happened near the river. He blinked his eyes not realizing for what he was crying. He was just doing his duty, his master’s wish which was his command. If god is going to punish him for this, then why did he made him a slave? A life where he MUST follow the orders of his master’s. but he can’t do this with a women. He knew what will happen if he takes Princess Mithra to the Prathap Palace. He clutched his head tightly, his mind bursting with his confusion, his soul getting pierced feeling an unknown fear and an indescribable pain. He continued to cry without even understanding for what he was crying, he didn’t realize when he fell in the arms of sleep…

NEXT DAY MORNING..
Sanskar opened his eyes, he slept lying on the floor itself. He daily wakes up very much early, that had became his daily routine, that today also he wake up before the sun rise. He stood up and went out, he looked at the yellowish sky, sun will be rising soon! He smiled inhaling the fresh air, then his eyes fell on the Princess taking the lotus from the lake, she was inhaling the flower closing her eyes. She smiled feeling it’s fragrance. Sanskar saw her keenly, she had no jewels, her wet hair that came till her waist, her face shining in the light. She looked so simple and beautiful, he was seeing her like this for the first time. He had met her only once when she had so many jewels on her but now even without a single royal jewel, she looked beautiful, just so beautiful that no one can resist. But why he was noticing her? Why was he thinking about her like this? This was wrong! Very wrong! He turned back to go his tent when he heard her voice, “so you are also in this competition!”..

Princess Swara was really surprised seeing the same Prince she met near the river. She had never saw a prince being active at such an early morning, even her own father had never woke up so soon. Brushing away her thoughts, she kept the lotus back in the water letting it float on the water beautifully. She had already expressed her surpriseness seeing him but he still didn’t turn to her. “what happened?” she asked and this time he turned to her. “you just focus on yourself Princess Mithra. Why do you care if I am in the competiton?” Sanskar knew how much angrily he was speaking. But he had to ignore princess Mithra, he had no other go! He had never talked like this with royal people, this mission of acting like a prince was spoiling him. who can change the reality that he was just a slave? And this reality suddenly made him feel pain.. feel guilty that he was talking to a princess keeping his head high, keeping his voice high which he was not supposed to! Instead of seeing an angry Princess for shouting angrily at her, he saw Princess Mithra just smiling at him. but there was something in her smile, she had her own plans. She had her own intentions. She took her sword and asked him smiling, “a sword fight?” he looked at her raising his eyebrows, “why are you asking for a fight with a stranger?” he asked her coldly remembering how she told him that he was a stranger to her yesterday. “why are you not accepting my challenge? Just a small fight”. She said, he sighed and went inside his tent and brought the sword. He didn’t understand why he was following her words. Maybe because he was following her orders still considering himself as a slave or maybe because a Prince should always be ready for a right or she hurt his manly ego! They both started the fight, he saw her, her eyes were sparkling, her lips were curved wide beautifully. Wasn’t this wrong? All the problems and the unwanted thoughts rushed up in his mind with his eyes just concentrating and getting drowned in her eyes, he didn’t realize that he was giving her chance and in a nick of time, his sword fell on the ground with her sharp end of the sword pointing on his neck. She smiled more winning. He was still unable to understand anything, he was just looking at his sword that was on the ground and then suddenly the Princess was so close to him.. close to him as much as she can without touching him. maybe he had never been this much close to a princess! He felt her breathing deep and so much loud in his ears when she whispered, “last time you defeated me Prince! But this time it’s Princess Swara Mithra who won!”…

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A/N- hello everyone.. hope you all liked this chapter.
Thank you all. Thanks to the silent readers too..
Love you all..
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