CHAPTER: 13
Vrishti took the stairs to the hotel room she shared with Naaz.
Closing the door on her way back to her bed, she noticed Naaz and Namrita on the bed at the other side of the room watching cartoons, they never get old.
When they noticed her, their faces bloomed into smiles, and greeted her with small hey-s.
"Ssup cutie?", Namrita smiled at Vrishti and leaned on Naaz's shoulder as they rested against the headboard.
"The usual", Vrishti muttered followed by a oomph as she plopped on the bouncy mattress of her bed.
"Whatcha watching?", She tried to lighten up as she asked the couple.
"Our favorite, of course", Namrita answered.
"uh-huh you mean your favorite", Naaz indicated turning towards her girlfriend.
Vrishti smiled as they bickered and turned to open her laptop which lay by the bedside table.
let's get to work
She opened the search engine and typed in the sentence which had been running on her mind for very long and the results were the pages filled with question forums, and conspiracy theories related to the Raya Dynasty.
She went through the titles of the links as they read:
"The lady who cursed the whole city of Alwan" (the capital of Raya)
"The infamous attack of the Vallisaars on Raya which brought the whole kingdom down"
" The mysterious death of Vidhyut Raya"
Vrishti opened the ones which spiked her interest and noted down the points which fed her curiosity but somewhere through it, her head throbbed a little and the last thing she remembered was
Varsha and Vidhyut
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steps, hurried steps could be heard, they came from everywhere and it all seemed a blur
she looked up at the sky, the grays and the white monotones of the clouds looked a stark contrast against the towering trees around her and the world seemed to be doused in dusk
she wondered where she was, the uneven ground was soft and damp as she moved around in the wet and heavy clothes that covered her to the toe
she picked up the flowy gown of the dress and ran again. she couldn't get caught
she forced her legs and ran as fast as she could while the pelting droplets felt like arrows sliding across her face and exposed arms.
suddenly a hand shot through the trees and pulled at her when it got hold of her elbow just as lightning struck through the sky somewhere
no no no
the sky burst with a blinding white and she saw him. worried eyes met hers, his lips moved but the deep rumbling in the clouds made it impossible then it all went silent
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MIZPAH
Romance❝ the ending is where it all began ❞ Mizpah is a tale of Varsha and Vidhyut but it is tangled with many others who have gotten caught in the web of mysteries, revelation and so much more. It might be the end but the end is where it all began. Vrish...
