《Forbidden Princess (Complete)》CHAPTER 8
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NOTE: Usha ji ...' ji ' is put after the name to give respect to the person in India
After the dreadful and life choking experience with him I was terribly shaken and Now I was taken to the head maid of this palace.
Reaching there....
"Princess Nandini? ......Right?...." asked a lady with a smile on her face , examining every inch of my face as if it's made of most rare and expansive gems . she was probably in her fifties and had very motherly aura
She already knows me??.....ofcourse she does. Princess, then prisoner and now a slave. I thought giving a bitter laugh at my fate which never showed on my face.
I slightly nodded to answer her.
" You are indeed beautiful....." She said smiling, by her look itself it was clear that she was delighted to meet me.
"So it was just not a rumour .....you ARE one of a kind, and famous for your beauty in the far lands."
She continued " I'm Usha, the Head maid here and Will hereby be with you to help you learn" her pleasure reflected in her soft soothing voice.
" I...I ...just want to go back home " I said whispered sadly thinking of only one thing in my mind while my lashes brimmed out a few drops of my tears.
"I am very sorry Princess , we are in no position to help you in this but can promise you that you will get all the co operations from us here. " she said with a sad smiling face , wiping off my tears from my hot cheeks.
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It's been two days with them in this maids quarter. It's good that atleast they the one who are nice and humble to me.
In these two days , Ushaji taught me stuffs like cleaning...washing...dusting.....tidying the room ...etc.
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( Eyes watered. Sobbing )
I never ever have combed my hair in my life as my maids use to do every little jobs for me..... and now ( Sobbing again ) I'm compelled to every jobs done by a Slave.
Such an irony.
A bitter laugh escaped out of my lips with sadness. ( blinking tears away)
Now ...I am no more a Princess, even if I am. Here , I'm just an ordinary slave. A Prisoner . Thinking about this total flip, a sudden change in my life , tears helplessly streamed down, wetting my cheeks.
Today is just another day with same sadness engraved in my heart, wounding me inside out again and again.
" Princess. It's time. " A soft voice brought me back from my painful thoughts " Let me take you to His Majesty's Room .....where you have to render your services ..".
'going to his room and starting my duties' , this thought itself made my heart race so fast in worry that I could clearly hear it beating in my ears while my forehead got coated with bubbles of sweat . I gulped my anxiety down as familiar tension took over me again. Spending time with them (maids ) just made me forget for awhile that I will again have to face him soon. I nodded unwillingly and took my heavy steps ahead, along with her silently.
I'm a very quite , shy and an obedient girl. YES ...I am a Princess and had many servants and maid working for me but never ever I've treated anyone badly or threw my tantrum on them, for the matter of fact , never had any . (Shrug).
I was not allowed outside much , so I always had interacted with the people inside my palace only, and consider them as my family. I always treated them politely and humbly. We respected and loved
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each other in my palace. They say , I'm just like my mother ( Smiling thoughtfully )
Oh!! I really miss them.... ( Smile died)
Well......I Sighed out loud blinking .
While walking my eyes wander in every visible corners of the palace . It's .....airy, clean, beautiful....very much like mine..... After a little walk we reached in front of a room's entrance....and my breath hitched unable to keep it smooth and easy with tension. Fear rushed over my face as if I was stepping inside a
The guards let us pass in.
Getting inside the room , I was awed by the decor and beauty of the room......big curtains...huge bed..... antique shiny silver table and chairs to sit . It was no less then a heaven, it had one large window and a huge balcony.
I too grew up in a lavish and as beautiful palace of mine but this was just beautiful in its own way.
There was a huge painting of King Siddharth which was placed right in the middle of the wall .......his eyes in the painting were so intense that as if it was just staring right into my soul....... being uneasy I blinked and look away.
There was nobody other than us in the room which was absolutely good for me ....the less I see him the more its relieving....
I noticed a small bed and pillow lying on one side corner of the room and a thin curtain hung for the sleeper 's privacy... well.... it was not a comfortable bed just a mat and small pillow.
"Is there someone else staying in this room apart from him....ah...mm.. His Highness?" I asked Ushaji being confused.
The moment when She was just about to answer, a stong Male voice startled us both answering the same.
" No.... but from now ....someone is going to...."
Without looking behind I very well knew who it could be .Ushaji too got stiffened by his presence.
"Your Majesty " Turning on her heels, Ushaji greeted the King with a bow, while I stood frozen in my same position, facing my back to him.
Heat crept my neck to sense him approaching towards us by the sound his heavy, calculated foot steps . Halting closer, he ordered in strong , commanding but calm tone.
" You may leave ".
Immediately I and Ushaji took
our steps to walk out but before any more steps I could take away to disappear from his room . He ordered.
" NOT YOU.. " .
He meant it to me . I stopped and so did Ushaji, who was looking worried for me.
" I SAID YOU CAN LEAVE, USHAJI." He commanded again. Ushaji side glanced and nodded to her King over her shoulder and left the room at once, Leaving me alone with the devil.
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