《Forbidden Princess (Complete)》CHAPTER 10
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How can a person be so mean..?? He last night purposely threw a tray full of glasses and water filled jug just to wake me up and irritate me. He ...he wants me to stay in the same room with him ....when all the other maids stays in the given quarter, does he not know our cultural norms and order.?? Does he not know , that no man and woman can stay together unless they are married?? Just because you are a king ..... you will do whatever comes in your mind ??
And .... what's with the term SLAVE , he can just call me by my name itself, I have a name ....but no..... he purposely emphasises the word slaaave to call me .
And whatever he did in the freshroom was just....just not acceptable . He is soooo, so EVIL
He wants me to assist him during his bath....its... its sooo uncomfortable being a girl to touch an unknown man. What the hell??..... Weren't those girl doing the same?? .....They were way better then me .....they were experienced, weren't they?? . But No... he unnecessarily made me do it.
Has he not made me his hostage?? Has he not made me a slave ??,
I clean and tidy up his room, sweep and mop the floor, take his clothes for laundry and what not. still he searches more ways to torment me. Whatever he has done, is it not enough for him ??
Moreover... I....... I don't even know the reason why he hates my father and me. My father has never ever involved me into any kingdom matters......nor did he ever told me any details about his enemies . I am completely clueless about these two kingdoms past relation history. I want to ask him about it ...but am not sure whether it would be a right thing to do or not.
Whatever it is........, I have to go with the flow in this distressful situation... I know my father will come for me , he will save me from all this and I am just waiting for him ...he will come soon...I KNOW THAT.
" Next time I enter the room, I want these dirty curtains to be changed...."
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He ordered making me jump out of my deep thoughts, startling me a bit.
I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I didn't even realised that l had done the entire rooms dusting within no time
"But Ushaji just changed it yesterday only." I said confusingly looking at him.
"Do as I say" he said commanding me coldly.
Ordering that he left the room and...here.... I am already piled up with lots of other work on my hands and he just ....added one more to it.
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I have never really bothered about a curtain's height ever before in my life but now, here I am, placeing my hands on my hips and looking up to estimate how to remove the curtains from its place up there.
Obviously I cannot remove the curtains by flying up there like a bird without any hassle , for that I have to climb up to meet its height. I searched for something which will help me climb up there and my eyes fell on the chair kept nearby. It took every last ounce of my energy to shift the heavy chair all by myself and which really made me struggle for breath.
Finally shifting this heavy chair near to the window with lot of effort, I climbed onto it to gain some height to reach up to the window, then I carefully placed my feet on the windowsill , holding the side wall and stood seady on it ...I was not sure if I could do this ....but as he said earlier ' this room and my needs are your responsibility' (mimicking his strong voice ) , so ...I guess, I don't have any another choice left.
I lost a little balance but immediately grabed the side of the window firmly.
Standing still on it I raised my up hands to remove the curtain ..... I went so busy doing my work that I didn't even realise that I had already came on the edge, and with a further slight movement of mine I once again lost my balance and fell.
" Aaàaaaaaa.........." I screamed aloud in fear as I was going to hit the hard floor .
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But ..wait ......whattt ???
How can l fall and not get hurt?? ...no pain atall ....what happened ..??
I opened my eyes and found myself in someone arm.......in .....in.... Siddharth Veer's arms.
Did he just saved me from falling on the floor..??
I looked at him in shock, hanging in the mid air with the help of his arms. He too looked at me with his tensed expressions, holding me up in a bridal style.
"How clumpy you are ??? " he complained and brought his hand down at once, brutally letting me fall on the floor with a thud .
Crashing down, a yelp escaped my throat due to pain caused by the impact which made me
rub my arm with with a moan.
"You are sooo EVIL..." I hissed out loud for the first time ever with a sheer disgust in my eyes, in a half lying position.
I agree, the pain caused by the fall from his arm was less then the pain I would have gotten by falling from the window, ....but still.... he could have put me down slowly ....Arrrgh......He's so inhuman.
"Oh !! Yes ..... I am . On the first place I shouldn't have saved you from falling... but please thank my reflexes and my merciful heart that I did . After whatever your father has done, you don't even deserve any kindness from me." he said in a poisonous tone .
"Then why save me?? ..... you should have let me fall .." I questioned him with anger.
"Yes.... I should have ......but the thing is , I don't want my Toy to be dead or broken, and if you are so, then what fun there will be to torture you...??.. " he answered me back glaring intensely.
After a pause , He continued in a soft but commanding tone
" From next time there is no need to do any curtain job ....I'd better leave my expensive curtains in the hands of experts for cleaning purposes".
Saying that he walked out , clearly not at all bothered to look back to know whether his 'TOY ' was actually broken or not.
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Luckily I was there when I saw her losing her balance, about to fall off the window. Does she has no brain ...?? She could have easily asked someone to remove those curtains. What would have happened if she would have fallen from that height......??How can a person be so careless.... ?? What if I wouldn't have reached on time..?? Anyway !! .... Like I care ?? (Eyes rolling up and shrug)
Thinking about that I walked out of the room but halted on the spot remembering about something and turned to my room .
Entering again, I found her facing the window, still rubbing her arm and murmuring something....it was not clearly audible but I caught something like 'jerk'.
"What did you say..!!??" I asked .
She immediately stiffen with an unexpected surprise as she didnot see me coming. She must have thought that I was long gone by now and didn't expected me to be here this soon.
She turned slowly to face me ,
"Nnn.. nothing....." and bowed her head a bit to hide her truth revealing eyes.
"Okay ....anyway.... just pack my belongings and everything I need. There's an invitation from my friend to visit his place for two days....so ....get to work".
Hearing this her face lit up and a little shade of smile started to play on her lips . It was not too difficult for me to guess, that she was happy about me going away for two days ...... which mean a little vacation for her. So I quickly added up and said
" Don't worry,.... if I'm going, that doesn't mean you will stay here. Wherever the King goes ...his slaves follow him too ....and so will you.... SLAVE".
With that I busted her little cloud of happiness as her face fell while she angrily jerked her head.
"C'mon, get BOTH, of our packings done ....chop chop ..." I deliberately emphasised the word Both and bit the corner of my lips as it was hard to suppress my smirk after watching her annoyed face.
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Hey Guyz .... l have put a New cover photo for this book ....Did you like it ?? ...let me know in the comments.
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