《REIGN OF NAWAAB》Peace or Pretense?
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Diya (pov)
Delhi Sultanate.... Which covers almost the whole north India. An empire which has seen many kings rise and their fall. A throne which kills for you or.... kills you.
I look at the man in front of me... the man whom I accepted as my husband, a few minutes ago. The Man who plays with my mind every now and then. I look at him.. the prince of Delhi sultanate, the future king.. and finally I know his name.. 'Nawazuddin' not a Nawaab.. But a Shehzaada.
He turns towards me and smirks at me.. probably at my surprised look. " what happened princess?... didn't you know that?. Tch tch tch shame!" I look down, embarrassed.
"Well I guess now you know who your husband really is hmm?" he lifts my chin up with his forefinger and stares straight into my eyes. I don't realize time passing nor do I notice others leaving the room... leaving us two alone in the room where I got married to the Prince of Delhi Sultanate... married to The Nawaab, I knew him as... we both were lost in each other.. or maybe only I was lost in him, "Angel, prepare yourself for the worst." He warns, not once his eyes blink, not once he removes his fingers from my chin.
"Why? What could be worse than what I already have experienced" I deadpan.. he doesn't know the half of what I have been through. He doesn't know anything..
He doesn't respond but just lifts me in his arms...in bridal style out of nowhere. I am too stunned by his sudden actions... what is wrong with him??? What happened suddenly??
I wrap my arms around his neck.. not intentionally but just for a support. I am scared of heights and he sure is tall.. I know it's not much distance but I cant help it!!! I don't want to look down, not even a look, so I hide my face in the crook of his neck. This surprises him, I am guessing this surprised him because he stops walking for a second.
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I feel his head turn a bit, I am still hiding my face in the crook of his neck, my eyes are closed.... But I can feel his eyes on me. after few more seconds, he starts walking again. I don't look up... I don't move my position until finally i feel the mattress beneath me and I feel his hands trying to loosen my hold on his neck.
I open my eyes, just to see him looking at me intensely. Looking at the roof in the background of his face, I know we are in my room. Why has he carried me here???....... NOO not again!!! my brain finally connects all the dots..... and there is a loud siren going off in my head. I cannot... I cannot go through that samee nightmare again!!
I get up in lightning speed and crawl back to the farthest corner of the bed. Bringing my knees closer to my upper body and just sit there like a cocoon. My body acting on it's own, trying to protect itself. I bury my head on my knees.
There is no movement or sound for a long minute. I feel a touch on my arms and its like a current passed through me, I jerk back and look at him. He is looking at me with a blank face, but his fingers wipe away my tears, which I didn't know when fell from my eyes.
"what happened?" he asks a simple question.... What happened... I don't know.. what happened with my life. I don't know how to answer his simple question.
"I don't know" comes my reply.. which is the truth. I don't know.. why my life turned out to be like this. I expect him to just leave me on my own, leave me like everyone else did.... Or he can just take what's left of me, whatever others have left behind.
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"WHAT HAPPENED DIYA?" he raises his voice a bit.. bringing me out of my trance. I just answered..... I just tol--- I look at him, like really stare at him, and I notice... his face looks like a blank expression but I can see a vein popping on the side of his forehead... he seems... angry?
Maybe.. his question is not as simple as it seems..... what happened to me.. for me to react in such a way? Maybe his question is the same.... What happened to my life?
"the Prince.... Prince—" I cannot even bear the thought or flashes of that incident. I shut my eyes tightly... trying to force those images out of my head.
His fingers tangle in my hair and he pulls them a bit roughly.. making me wince.. and for a second.... It distracted me from my own mind. I open my eyes and look at him... silently thanking him for bringing me out of that terrifying feeling.
"I am asking for the last time Diya, if you don't answer me.. you will see the worst of me! So once again, What the hell happened?!" he grits his teeth and pulls my hair again.. making me wince again "The.. The Prince.. tried to... tried to force... himself on me." I gulp in a huge breath as that single sentence took away all my energy.
His hold on my hair loosens but his fingers does not untangle...... a second later I feel him massaging my scalp.. as if... as if trying to soothe the pain caused by his rough hair pulling. I am unable to digest all this... how can his actions be soo contradicting, the very next minute. He was being soo rough and angry not a second ago.. he caused me pain with his actions.. But now just a second later, he is being so soft, his actions soo soothing.
His massage makes me close my eyes.. this time in peace. My head automatically lean towards his arm, my cheeks rest on his wrist as his fingers massage my scalp. We both don't utter a word, finally I am feeling.. finally I am enjoying something. His massage is calming my mind and body. I feel like my body is finally shredding away all the burden.. all sadness, all misery just vanished in the air for those few minutes.
"sleep" he commands and untangles his fingers from my hair, and gets up from the bed. I can barely open my eyes.. what magic has he done? It is like my body is under his command. I lay down and look at him with my half closed eyes.
I want to ask him.. ask him why is he doing this? Why is he being so good? Why does he care? Why?
I want to ask him.. everything, but suddenly I don't have the energy to utter even a word. My body is strictly obeying his commands.
"Sleep Angel," I hear his voice.. and I do just that.. I close my eyes and sleep peacefully after a very longgg time. "The worst is yet to come." Are the last words I hear.. but it is like a voice whispering far away.. far away from me... atleast for now.
hehehe (evil laugh) i am backkk with a bang (hopefully). ;)
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