When a King saves a warrior Princess - Kaira OS

When we became one

There once lived a Maharashtra King who owned a kingdom of two beautiful palaces. His mother Radha is a strict woman and searched for many alliances for her raja, until she found an alliance which she found best. She was pretty, she was from a high class family and she had started to like the King. One day the king rejected the girl who was named Radhika, as he felt she was wrong to become his queen. She wasn't his type and he was very stubborn. Radhika left the palace enraged with anger that was fuming inside her and decided to take revenge.

Several calls were made and the King who was named Kartik left the palace for war. He ordered his men to take care of the palace whilst he was gone for war. All dressed up for the war, the stubborn king came across a fighting warrior who was a princess. She was attacked, her beautiful face that was hidden slightly because of her long hair. Her face was a little dirty from fighting in the war. The King grabbed her, put her behind him and went away to a safe place to seek help for her aid.

The princess woke up from a slight headache and her beautiful eyes struck on the King. His muscular body made him feel strong for the war and for his kingdom. She was dressed up in a nice anarkali dress and went up to the King to thank him for helping her.

PN ( Princess Naira in short) and KK (King Kartik)

PN: "Mere help keliye thanks par lekin mujhe bachane keliye kya zaroorat the. Aur log the jo tumhara madad chahiye tha, par tumne meri zindagi bacha liya. What do you want in return?"
KK: "Suno mai kuch nahi chahiye. Tum ghar chalo, aurat war keliye koi madad nahi hai. Yeh mardo ki kaam hai.
PN: Shayad tumhe pata nahi hai ki mai kaun hoon. Mai ek princess hoon aur mera naam Naira hai. Mai chalti hoon, but once again thank you."

Naira left with a little anger inside her whilst at the same mesmerized with his thoughts but his face kept coming into her mind. Whilst on the other hand, King Kartik was also mesmerized by Princess Naira. He kept thinking about her until the next day.

*** The next day ***
The king sat on a throne waiting patiently until the warrior princess dressed up in a nice lehenga with minimal makeup. Her payal was music to the ears, she wore bangles that matched her outfit and swayed to the music. She sang, she danced, he looked in her eyes and saw innocence deeply in her eyes. Her kajal, her small bindi and she looked breathtakingly beautiful. The way she moved, the fountains that were in front of her and last but not least the king itself. The king himself made a way in to her heart and slowly she's falling for him while the latter himself is getting captivated by the princess's beauty and admiration for the country.

The Princess stopped dancing and left a good impression on the King. He said to her "Tum acha dance karti ho Naira ji. Chalo mai chalti hoon. Mai tunhe baad mai milti hoo. Bye"
And he left leaving her sad but with a smile on her face.
The king returned to his kingdom and was welcomed by everyone. In his mind he kept thinking about the warrior princess how she dared to talk back to him. How beautiful she looked when she danced for him so that he can get to know what her actual qualities are that she possess besides fighting in the war. He admired everything that she does. Despite being a princess, she's half Muslim and half Hindu because of her parents.