"Marry me"
He said while looking at her with a dark expression making a tear drop from her eyes, he is the heartless king who asked for her hand in return for the life of the people's of her kingdom
"I will do anything to protect my kingdom"
She wa...
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"Meri pyaari ardhangini"
(My lovely wife)
Tahir embraced her from behind, his hand enveloping her bare waist, sending shivers down her spine. The Royal maid hurriedly left the scene, avoiding eye contact as she witnessed the intimate moment between the prince and princess. She attempted to loosen his grip, but he only tightened it, causing her to let out a sigh. She turned around to find him gazing at her with intoxicated eyes
"Tumne madira paan kiya hai"
(You got drunk)
As she glared at him with a dark intensity, a surge of anger coursed through her veins. She despised those who indulged in excessive drinking, and her disapproval was evident in her piercing gaze. Slowly, he nodded his head, a faint smile playing on his lips, as he drew her closer to him, causing her bosom to collide with his chest. In that moment, she noticed several maids giggling mischievously, enjoying the spectacle before them. Determined to put an end to their amusement, she forcefully broke free from his grasp, leaving him with a pained expression. However, what she did next left him utterly astonished. Taking hold of his hand, she swiftly led him away, unwilling to provide the maids with a free display of romance and fuel their gossip
Y/n ushered him into their room and secured the door, he wrapped his arms around her waist, drawing her near. She placed her hands on his chest, glaring at him with fury coursing through her veins, yet unable to harm him as he was not himself. Gently, he kissed her neck, causing her eyes to widen in surprise. He then nuzzled her neck, breathing in her intoxicating scent, sending shivers down her spine. In a deep, husky voice, he traced the mark he had left on her waist, caressing it tenderly
"Aap bahut acchi hai, aapne hamaare kehne par hamaare maa ke gehne pehne uske liye dhanyavaad"
(You're very nice, you wear my mother's jewelry on my request. Thanku so much for it)
