#THE_RUTHLESS_KINGS_LOVE_LADY
Hi guys Aadyasha here..
The part is dedicated to Shubhangi
I know its a long wait bt i was thinking of writing this after my exams bt some really wanted this
So lets not loose time n back to the story..
Sanskar’s Pov:
Standing in front of her portrait it seems so bedeviled it torment those two years weren’t less than the hell….
I loved you
That’s not hard for me to say in front of u
Its not a prediction or a reflection
It just is a motion in my hearts ocean,
An ocean named Odyssey
A colour which is only “True For You Only You”
I don’t want to hide that from you like sparkle from a jewel hell u r not even compared to those jewels
Hiding love is a difficult game bt i played it very well n i will play it fr u
An invisible flame starving for the fame of your name
and sometimes love can get lost in the playing fields where i m standing now to win u to possess u
“My desire”
“My love”
“My peace”
My soul can’t wait till another lifetime to spark on yours i m not patient this is the last provocation
My body won’t survive the well wishes of Eternity’s elasticity
The gravity of my greed for you will not escape the orbit of my obsession fr u
I can’t afford another lifetime another baptism in Beauty’s bemusement
Time will not outflank my love for you
“graves & guesses”
“epitaphs & epiphanies”
would only bruise my passion fr u
I will be the epitomize of our story
A will power refusing to withstand the winks of the clock towers torment,
the thick wick of my wonder lust must combust now or never n its only for u
He turned around only to grace the sky above him.
I will turn winter into spring flip silver into gold and even push Ur pink dress into the red veil
N I will make u mine.
Taking the cascade into his mind he stood their thinking of the Hills of Rajasthan comparing to the Hills of Ranighat.
Fr him the cascade of Rajasthan are one only as its only one Bt here the cascade of Ranighat many in no. bt there is only one which is sharp tinily yet attractive..
N fr him it was Rajkumari Swara n the other cascades were his Ranis but the beauty herself was the Maharani fr him.
Sanskar’s Pov Ends.
The battle occurred in the same field as the first one where he had left.Knowing the Rajputs were well-disciplined,the Singh did not want to engage in melee combat with them.
But the demand they asked there little sister n the 11 Brothers can tear apart any force fr her. It was so timid of them still, The Rajputs weren’t any kingdom they were the wreck raze n the favorite passion of this gladden band was they terror stricken the opponent.
Instead the Rajput army was formed into five units, and four units were sent to attack the Singhs flanks and rear. The flanking attacks failed and the fighting continued. In hopes of causing a break in the Singh’s lines,Sanskar had ordered his fifth unit to feign retreat. The Singhs charged the fleeing Rajputs unit, as the expected. The Rajput then sent a fresh cavalry unit of 12,000 and they managed to throw back the Singhs advance. The remaining Rajput forces then attack and Singhs flee.
The 1st day was so abhorrent n strew that there was no disallow that the Rajputs going to win..
Seeing the whole palace asleep but we can never say it was the light if a lamp that enlightened the surrounding.
“I have to talk to Maharaj Sanskar if its not to late”
The voice reached to the end of the tunnel deep under the palace walls just to reach out of the KANDELWAL PALACE.
Walking belieing the person reached outside the palace towards the canopy of woods n the accordant serene which helped the person reach the tents of Rajput.
The veil covering the face fell n there stood the enchanting face which was an allege of murdering thousands the angst in her face was clearly seen her thick heavy locks were falling on her face as curtains..
She was none other than Rajkumari Swara the beauty herself.
Aphrodite is the Greek goddess of love, beauty, pleasure, and procreation. She is identified with the planet Venus, and her Roman equivalent is the goddess Venus. As with many ancient Greek deities, there is more than one story about her origins.
She was the Goddess Aphrodite of The Hindustan.
Looking here n there she heaved she was searching an opulent tent n she found even the most extravagant n sumptuous tent.
Walking towards it her munificent eyes stayed on the horses, her bhaijaan Lakshya bhai Virat bhai Ayaz bhai n Asad bhai n including her even were very much into horses n she loved them.
Admiring the beautiful creature she was so lot that again her Habij (veil) fell due to the strong wind n her face was covered with her dark thick locks.
When someone tapped her shoulder n gripped her firmly she could find herself being dragged all the way her Habij was just clinging to her body n her locks were covering her face.
Her legs were hurting immensely.
She wanted to cry out loud bt the struggle stopped her.
‘Maharaj she was trying to enter the tents’ the soilder told Sanskar.
He was going to order him to cut her apart when…..
‘Aahhhh Bhaijaan’ she winced when the same soilder gripped her thick hairs.
‘You b*t*h you deserve to be pun.. ‘
his words could not be completed n he was found lying on the ground masked with blood all over his face n the knife cut his throat apart.
Sanskar stood there signalling everyone to move out taking the dead body.
And then his eyes travelled to the owner of the voice he couldn’t see her face though as her dark locks were covering her face but he exactly knew who she was.
Advancing presise steps towards her, his heart pumping as never before like it would just come out of his ribcage.
He adjusted his position to hers.
“I m sorry i came to talk to you” she stammered while sobbing.
He didn’t say a word he couldn’t the girl who had made her speculative abstruse place in his heart.
It mystify him….
She shrieked apart her hairs to rub her nose as she was sobbing n then she turned quite n pouted n looked up.
“Its hurting” she said pointing to her feet which had scratches all over.
He couldn’t believe his eyes he was blaffed astound, she was just in front of him.
So close but her state seems so lamentable that it hurt him.
Not daring to say a word he picked her up in his arms n placed her on her couch forwarded his hand fr the wine glass n the turmeric paste kept for him.
He applied the turmeric paste after he drank the half filled wine, rubbing her feet on the accurate parts where she got the scratches he turned lunatic with the thought someone harming her.
She was so
“majestically magnificent”
“gloriously grandiose”
“splendidly sublime”.
He came back to reality from his thoughts as he saw her giggling.
Speechless it was just what he could do that very moment.
Munchkin
Buttercup
Baby Doll
Honey Plum
Waffles
As his father used to say his mother “Bubba” he have had it so many times.
She was the Butterfly of the valley he wanted to own.
She was his Dumpling.
He chuckled..
Dumpling His Dove N His Love
“Its tickling” she wiggled a little away due to her tickling feet.
He grabbed her hands n hugged her smelling her hair scent nuzzling his head more into her nape.
Being uncomfortable she parted n spoke
“You r good so y r u fighting with my bhaijaan”
N then the sudden flashes came to his mind..
“You r bad man bad bad go away he scolded u bhaijaan He is bad go away”
Then it hit him she didn’t even remember him n he was happy he just cant take her hatred n now he will play his game.
He will get his Dove his Dumpling n with her consent n happiness.
“You think I m good” he replied unsure of her answer.
“Yes bhaijaan n Lakshya bhai n even Aapi no even Aami no no no all my brothers say that who helps us are good people n you helped me” she said n rising n kissed his cheeks as she always does after all she was always helped by her brothers n sister n mother it was a ritual she followed-to kiss the person who helps u.
He sat dumb fold seeing her act n touched his cheeks.
“Bhaijaan Lakshya bhai n aapi always help me n i always kiss them you know Lakshya bhai n bhaijaan always ask me to kiss them on their cheeks n then kiss my forehead” she said innocently.
“Wat do you want” he asked her lovingly if she even ask his life he would have gave it happily but he knew wat she is gonna ask n he will play his next festal hearty game.
“Cancel the war my bhai n bhaijaans are wounded” she pouted sadly.
“OK if i cancel the war will you give me wat i want”he said thinking of her reaction.
“Yes i love my bhaijaan n bhais n my aapi too” he said thinking wat he is gonna ask fearing of he asked her rose garden how was she gonna present her bhais n bhaijaans aapi ammi n bhabijaan n bhabi her roses.
But mentally kicked herself she can even give that too for her loved ones.
He rose from his position n kissed her forehead lovingly looking into her eyes.
“WILL YOU MARRY ME???”
“WILL YOU COME WITH ME N LIVE WITH ME FOREVER??”
Note :
Hi guys how was the chapter
Last chapter got so little response i was really disheartened.
Hope u loved his one..
Many of u wanted the next part so i gave it now its ur time the next part depends on ur likes n comments
This story is also updated on page “Witty Scribblers”
N also the teaser fr the next chapter too..
Bye.
Enjoy.