Varsha's POV.

My mother was a normal woman, she just thought me what she knows and that to bound to our community. But, Mata Tejasvi is more knowledgeable and is someone who taught royals for decades, she always told Dharma is the reason for any activity including marriage. Husband and wife should always discuss and lead life. But an intelligent lady would always say it the right way, but ultimately say what she wants too. My lack of confidence kicked in but today my determination was as strong as its before trying a new recipe. I kept my eyes in his golden threaded shoes and spoke in a little over low voice imitating the kind of confidence I saw in many princess, especially Princess Kanaka.

"My Lord, for a farmer, rain is very important and when my father first set his eyes on me, it had rained after many rainless days, so he named me Varsha." I spoke truth but felt scared of his reaction and suddenly a bit satisfied at my activity both at a time. I slowly looked up and saw him nodding and felt like a wind of happiness hitting me. I tried to not smile. He is such a nice man. He would definitely keep me happy. He let's me speak what I feel is right. He is not offended and he is mainly not like my uncle who raised his hand on my aunt every now and then. I am really very lucky. As my heart was filled with delight staring at his shoe. I felt his arm in my waist and I gulped with bright cheeks.

"Aren't you interested in knowing my name?" he asked and I could see he was smirking with pride. I blushed, mischief making its way into my brain, "What will I do knowing my husband's name, Swami?" I asked trying to hide my smile which became possible after seeing his grin. But he suddenly stilled and I stared at him confused. "You don't know, who I am?" he asked and I stared at him confused. I really don't know, but if I had to trust my guessing sense, he surely had to be young, because he looked young. And he was seen in the border of Matsya Desh, where I go to work. And he is a prince. But Matsya Desh has many Prince, Yuvraj being the eldest. But I had seen Yuvraj, so he must be one of his brothers. Yeah! That must be the case. I am genius!

"You are a prince of Matsya Desh." I told pretty confident of my analysing. But my confidence drained when I saw his eyes widen and he was taken aback. "Aren't you Yuvraj Suryasen's brother?" I asked. As soon as I asked this, he looked angry. A fear took birth in my heart, what wrong did I ask? He came forward and kept his hand in my arms, I stared up at him. "I am Rajkumar Vikramaditya of Ujjain, soon to be Yuvraj." I couldn't believe my ears. My eyes widened and wave of shock over took me. All along I was fearing being a royal that too of Matsya Desh, mine own. And now, Swami belonged to Ujjain? It was way more bigger, prosperous and powerful. And he was going to be Yuvraj. The famous Prince Vikramaditya, intelligent and brave. The same about whom all the princess spoke, even Princess Kanaka. I lost my balance, maybe because I was already feeling weak and also due to shock.

But Swami caught me and sat me down on the bed. My veil fell and as I went for it, he held my wrist, "No need." he said. I observed him for the first time, he really was a very good looking man. Everyone were right. He stared at me and my gaze immediately lowered. I felt overwhelmed. "Love, I know you will adjust with everything. I will help you." he said and put his hand around my shoulder. I leaned on to him for support. It would be so difficult. Cooking was still easy, but the thing princess did all was so difficult and he said he was going to be Yuvraj....

Before my thoughts could waver and my fear escalate, I could feel him, tightening his hold on me. I looked up and it felt better again. But a loud voice came, "It's time to start sire." And just like that my brain started to over run. I stood up before Swami, ceiling myself, I felt him stare at me for a moment but then he lead the way.

He is so brave. I am a coward. Now, I would need to travel in horse again. And what of Swami, won't be with me? What if he will leave me alone on a horse like princess are left, I don't want to be a princess. All this jewellery, is nothing I feel more heat because of all this. He was walking so fast. Tears started spilling from my eyes. The sand beneath me feet was hot. More tears were escaping my eyes, when I saw jiji approaching. She brought a beautiful jhuti with her, that had golden thread work. I was left in awe with it. She put it down and I put it on, it was too loose, but I was having a shoe for the first time and that too so beautiful, with golden work. Thank you Krishna!

We walked ahead and I saw Swami, enter in another tent. Before either could follow him. I saw a huge palki. I gasped at how beautiful it was. The red and blue was mixed so well. It was more beautiful than any palki I had seen till date. Even Rajkumari Kanaka's palki was far from its beauty. "Rajkumariji, we should eat first and then you can sit on the palki." the older woman ushered me in. But my heart was stuck at the luxurious and spacious palki. That was for me!!!!! I was to sit in it. I can't believe my luck. But my heart sank again as I saw Swami sitting in a eating position.

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Please don't judge her, for her luxury is rare and she is getting flown in it... She is young also and strives to have food in her plate...

But at the same time she doesn't understand it wants to understand the royals or politics!!!!!

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