What if his love language is hate and she's herself the language of love ?? what if he's the deadly ice and she's the fire who could melt him to the core ?? What if he's the king of the entire world but a little kitten rules his entire dark soul...
It was the time for Sultan's arrival in Magadha ,the royal guest house widely known as " Heer Mahal "which was built on the outskirts of Magadha was specially decorated for the welcome of Sultan . Soon one of the guards announced his presence " SULTAN - E- DULARAB, SHEHNSAHA -E - DAASTAN , SULTAN AMIR QASIM ALI KHAN Heer Mahal me tasreef la rhe hein " . Everybody's gaze was now fixed on the ground as no one could match his aura ,he was dressed in a long black over coat with golden embroidery ,his long black hairs were covered by this huge and majestic black turban ,his pitch black eyes were deep as the ocean ,his complexion was like that of the golden wheat brownish yet bright .
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His walk reflected his power and dominance ,his personality was like that of a lion calm yet dangerous.
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He was blessed with godly facial features ,his body was beautifully craved as that of a great warrior .
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Abhimanyu's POV~ I was currently standing in the royal balcony of the Heer palace as my Bua shaheb wanted me to welcome the Sultan because i was the only princess of Magadha now , i saw him entering the Palace,
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everybody shook their heads some out of respect and some out of fear, he walked towards my direction and a sudden fear rushed down my spine as i felt his piercing eyes look down at me ,yes he was much much taller than me " Pranam Sultan hamari aur hamare rajay ki trf se apka Magadha me hardik abhinandan hai ..asha krte hein apka safar aaram dayi rha hoga " i greeted him pouring all the formal emotions and fake smiles ,as i was asked to behave politely and to my surprise he chuckled and said " Bohot khoob ..safar toh hmara behad khoobsurat rha hai sehzaade Abhimanyu.. " i could feel the sarcasm mixed with his Urdu accent and his heavy voice was somehow scaring me " humme jankar acha lga Sultan , hum apse vinatti krna chahte hein ki aap abhi Heer Mahal me vishram karein " .He smirked at my words and said "Sehzaade hum yhaan araam farmane nhi aaye hein ,hum yhaan jung me jeeti gyi sultanate ka moaaina krne aaye hein behtaarhoga aapki Rani Shahiba aaj raat ko honne wale jashan me shamil ho ,hum chahenge ki aap hmara ye pegaam apki Rani Shahiba tak jld pohcha de " i felt angered at his words but i couldn't say anything to him and he was the actual conquer of Magadha after baba shaheb's defeat and according to the politics our country and our people were a part of his property now . I shook my head and said " Jaisa apka adesh Sultan " i was about to leave the hall and suddenly i heard him saying " aur haan apni Rani Shahiba se khiyega hum jashan se phle unse akele me milna chahte hein " and that was the moment when i felt something was fishy with the party tonight but i simply nodded and went back to the Palace ordering the servants and other helpers to serve Sultan .
Third person 's POV ~ " Wazir -E - Sultan , Shehzaade Qadir Ali Khan tasreef la rhe hein " the guard announced . "Assalamualaikum Bhaijaan " Sultan smiled and said "Wa-Alaikum-Salaam Qadir " Sultan pulled Qadir into a hug and Qadir slowly whispered in his ear " toh akhir kaar aapka safar khtm hua bhaijaan ??" Sultan chuckled at his words and said " Safar bohot lmba hai Qadir humari ulfat abhi anjan hai hmari mohbaat se .." breaking the hug Qadir winked at sultan and said"Malum nhi tha humme ki hmare bhaijaan me itna Sbr bhi hai ki unhein kisika itna lamba intezaar krna pad rha hai " Sultan smirked at his words " Mohbaat hein hmari , intzaar krwana haq hai unka aur intzaar krna farz hai hmara ...aap jashan ki tyaari shuru kijiye aur hnn hum chahte hein ki aap jashan se phle molvi shaheb aur magadha ke purohit ka intezam kr de " Qadir nodded "jo hukum sultan ..hum behad khush hein ki aaj apka intezar pura hoga " Sultan signalled him to leave and he himself walked inside the dinning room along with his other ministers.
MAYA'S POV ~
It was already dark ,the Sultan had already arrived in our country.He was currently staying in the "Heer Mahal "and to my surprise Abhimanyu told me that the Sultan himself wanted me to attend the Jashan tonight or should I say he wanted me to join the celebration of my own defeat .I took a long breathe before leaving my chamber as it was the time for my departure to the Heer Mahal , my heart felt heavy as i walked towards the small convoy of soldiers waiting for me to leave for the Jashan, i don't know why but i felt like i would never come back to my chamber ,i..i felt like even after losing my close ones there was someone who was waiting for me from so long, someone who would take all my pain away but the fact that i wasn't going to meet someone who would love me but i was going to meet a monster who killed my family for the sake of power or whatever it was . Ignoring all the weird intuitions i sat inside the palquine and asked Abhimanyu to stay in the Palace as someone was needed in the palace in case of some emergency. Our convoy soon reached the outskirts of Magadha where "Heer Mahal " was made and my presence was announced by one of the guards as my palquine landed inside the royal garden of the Palace " Magadha ki Rani Shaheb Mayawati Sisodhiya Heer Mahal me pdhar chuki hein " i stepped down the palquine and there I was welcomed by some attendees dressed in green long gowns from their head to toe , they belonged to Sultan's dynasty for sure . " Adaab Rani Shahiba Sultan apka intezar Shahi Darbar me kr rhe hein ,wo jashan shuru hone se phle apse kuch baatchit krne ki iltjah rkhte hein " i was a bit reluctant but the thought of making him angry made and the consequences of his rage against my people made me walk towards the royal courtroom without any questions or hesitation. The maids left the courtroom as i entered the courtroom and suddenly a heavy manly voice caught my attention a " Assalamualaikum Mallika -e-Magadha ,bda intezar krwaya hai apne humme " my eyes searched for the source of the voice but i couldn't see anyone properly as a thin white curtain played the role of a partition between the person and me .
