Here , everything is so new and beautiful yet faded and colourless for me ....no matter what, its not my home..... my loveing home ......I'm missing my palace so much, and my dear father.....god knows how much grief he will be in??.....thinking about this I wiped my tears from my cheeks sitting alone in this guest's room..... and missing my girls dearly .......I absolutely have no clue, where are they ?

After coming here , I haven't seen him(King Siddharth)..well...thank god ....that was one big relief ...but this sweet relief of mine was short lived.... as he will be here at any moment now ....

God .....why ? .....there is no need ....please make him forget that I am here... I don't want to meet him anymore....all I want dearly is to go back home to my father.

Last time in that tent, I only know how I tackled that situation when he was peeling me off with his questions .....I somehow struggled to make him believe that I'm a very ordinary ,poor girl. I go so nervous when he asks me anything.....

God !! I am hating all this.

My thoughts were disturbed by sounds of loud and quick foot steps approaching towards this room.....I immediately looked at the entrance....and was stunned to see Siddharth Veer gushing inside like a tornado..

He just barged in without showing any tinch of chivalry or giving any prior intimation. Today his approach was unlike that day in the tent. There was something not right about him which raised the wave of anxiety within me .

Quickly rushing closer to me, he just grabbed my left arm and darted his eyes to check something on it. His hold on my arm was tight but not hurting. Taken aback, I followed his sight only to find his eyes fixed on the mole of my upper arm.

Being extremely puzzled I looked back at him . I studied his eyes grew wide as if shocked , which only kept peircing the mole of my hand. He than darted his orbs to mine, unable to shake off his shock stuck face.

I couldn't understand what was going on, then suddenly he released my hand , still looking at me being shocked with his mouth agape.

He took few of his unsteady steps back as if he just found something heartbreaking and unbelievable in front of him which deeply shook his sane mind, but slowly, his features hardened as he looked at me with his dangerously narrow eyes.

And with a very strong and cold voice he asked

"WHO ARE YOU?"

Without blinking, he looked straight at me ,like he was a devil who is here to claim my soul.

Hearing this question my eye grew wide with fear . I gasped and was left totally dumbfounded.

He asked me again

" I ..said... WHO. ARE. YOU.?......" this time a bit louder, enough to startle me .

By his question and his deadly tone, I was sure that something has gone terribly wrong.

I was so much terrified that no word were ready to leave my mouth. But still forcing hard I tried

" ah ....ah....I ....I...."

" Did you forget your own name ?? ..... PRINCESS NANDINI." He took my name and rolled the word Princess on his tongue like a viper hissing before his attack. "Daughter of my father's killer " he spit with utter hatred in his eye which was only spilling fire.

I gulped and shivered fearfully, wondering how he came to know who was I ?...who told him about me ?....now what he's gonna do to me??

Sweat of terror formed a layer around my body giving me chills. I was breathing hard as if there was no air left in this room.

Suddenly he advanced a step towards me and asked

"What you thought?..... "

And took another step near me making me take a step backwards .

" ..... that I will never come to know who you are?" He continued.

Again he took a step forward and again I backed .

He hissed slicing me with his eyes. "You thought you can fool me, with your little facade ?"

And again the same but this time I was trapped ......my back bumped into a wall behind me.

"Not so easy...... " he hissed again making me sob in fear, heart banging my rib pathetically.

Invading my personal space he hovered over , extremely close to me and now placed both of his thick, strong hands on the wall so that I was caged in and face to face with him. His presence, unbearably uncomfortable for me. He was so close that even though he wasn't touching me, but I could clearly feel his body heat all over my frame.

I was breathing hard as my chests rise and fall in this tension , with an inch like space between us. He looked into my eyes with his piercing gaze giving me an unpleasant view of his raging fire within.

I wanted to look some place else except for those piercing gaze but I couldn't .... I hypnotically kept on staring back ..... but I quickly jerked my head , looking away. Noticing me taking my eyes off him, he purposely tilted and wickedly shifted his head inorder to force me look into his eyes.

"What you told me? " he asked and tried , no , acted to remember something " Yes.... that you're a poor ordinary girl ?......Huh? ....." In a tauting tone.

" I'm wondering where did you learned lying so smoothly from??.....oooooh ....I see ....ofcourse from your cunning father ." He continued looking into my eyes ,I too unwillingly looked back at him, sweat bubbling out from every pores of my body.

I was shocked and terrified to see him like this . The way he behaved, as if his inner demon has just got awakened , very much unlike his previous form which was so gentle and respectful back in the tent . It felt as if all his gentleness was just gone ....not even a bit of those qualities were traced anymore.

I was fighting hard for something to say then somehow I breathed out

" Pl- please let me go..." Still sobbing

" please......let me go to my father". looking down trying hard to avoid his gaze.

Hearing me he suddenly laughed like a maniac still hovering over me and instantly stopped wearing back his soul slitting gaze.

" Do you really think that I will let you go?? ...huh?......Your father ....

has taken away all my happiness. He ruined my childhood. Gifted me an orphanage and you wish to happily be reunited with you dear father..?.....NO ...Not in this life ......." he barked.

After witnessing his hatred towards me and my father ,I was damn sure that he will definitely end up killing me... probably.... Now , isn't this the reason why people fear him , right??!

I tried to keep myself together and spoke.

" Lo ...look...I dont know what has exactly happened between you and my father.....but I....I .....have never ever hurted anyone in my life. Whatever has happened to you ....I am sorry for that.....but please don't kill me" I stammered badly, gulping in between.

He instantly barked

" KILL YOU ??? " and laughed again.

" Who said anything about killing ?? ....no no no .....daddy's little princess......killing you will be such an easy punishment for your dear daddy .....what I'll do to you will be even much more worst then killing . "

Listening to him I went absolutely numb, face paled and my eyes were almost in the verge of bursting out of its place as All I could see was Siddharth Veer Singh as grim reaper who is standing almost sticking to my body to snatch away my beautiful life , leaveing me with a painful dark future.

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