His Queen

The wedding.....

NARRATOR'S P.O.V

Samrat sat inside the hall with his gang members and his 'beloved' hunchback cousin. He was dressed up as a groom and the peeps surrounding him were also apparelled in the traditional outfits. Chirag was doing the buttons of hunchback's sherwani as he sat their eyeing himself in the mirror.
"Sit straight shithead. " chirag said with a frown as he strived to button up his sherwani. Hunchback stuck out his tongue as he leaned back on the chair. Chirag scowled.
"Brother are the Russian dancers coming. " hunchback queried. Samrat rolled his eyes as he tied his Rolex watch around his wrist.
"I have not opened a brothel hunchback. " samrat said looking at him. Hunchback frowned.
"Than why the hell am I attending this wedding. You said no drinking, I agreed but without dancers what would be the fun. C'mon brother. " hunchback said crossing his arms over his chest.
"No one is asking you to attend the wedding shithead. " chirag muttered fixing his hairs. Hunchback glared at him.
"I will punch you. " hunchback yelled as he collared chirag. Chirag in turn grappled his collar.
"I will kick you." chirag yelled as he glared at him with a furious glower on his face. Samrat smacked his hand on his head. He grabbed their collars and pushed them aside.
"No fighting. " samrat said with gritted teeth. Meantime the lady's maid came rushing inside the hall. She panted as she looked at the King. Samrat looked at her perplexed.
"I told you to escort the queen, where is she. " Samrat asked raising his brow. She looked at him scared as sweat beads kissed the skin of her forehead.
"Hukum, Ranisa is not coming. She is saying she won't marry you. " the instant those words left her lips, Samrat rose up furiously. His hands balled into fists as he glared at the scared woman shuddering in front of him. He clenched his jaw as he glared at the women before storming towards his room to bring his bride.

Nandini sat on the chaise lounge sofa inside her room. She hugged her knees as she sobbed. She was dressed up as a bride even though she was obdurate on not marrying him. All she wanted was to meet her brother and flee from this cage.
"Ranisa please come with us. " kesar begged as she looked at the sobbing bride of the King. Nandini looked up at her with her teary eyes.
"No I don't want to marry him. I want to go home. " she sobbed. Kesar sighed. She felt pity on the girl yet she was helpless. She couldn't do anything even if she wanted to. Besides only a plonker would pluck up the courage to defy the King of Jaisalmer. He was an unhinged man and with the fact that he is obsessed with the girl, she couldn't help but feel pity for the girl. Kesar genuinely wanted to help the innocent bride yet couldn't owing to the fact that she was the King's prized possession. She was his madness, his obsession his everything. She kept him sane and that's why he won't let her go nohow.
"Ranisa......" Kesar halted as she heard the sound of the bursting of the door. She looked at the door to find a mad Samrat standing with a furious glower on his face. His hands were balled into fists and his jaw was clenched. Kesar gulped as she knew the reason behind the King's fury. She knew it was because of that beautiful girl who was sobbing for her life on the chaise lounge. Besides she was positive that the King will grapple her neck rather than hers because he loved the sobbing girl madly. And hence he would not lay even a finger on her but for Kesar he would show no mercy. She was given the responsibility to dress her up and escort her down to the mandap. Yet she failed in her duty. Not her fault though, nandini herself wasn't ready to go down. Nevertheless the King's sword will be placed on her neck, she was certain of that.
"Why aren't you coming down baby doll. " samrat asked calmly, endeavouring to keep his anger at bay. Nandini looked up at him with her innocent tear soaked eyes melting the heart of the King. He was aware behind the reason for her sobs. He knew she didn't wanted to marry him yet he will marry her. He had waited enough already, he can't wait any longer. He wants to stake his claim on her right now. This innocent beauty should be his, he wanted nothing apart from that.
"Answer me baby doll. " his voice came out a bit more harsh, scaring the poor girl. She sniffled as she looked at him.
"I don't......want to marry you." she sniffled as she hugged her knees, scared like a little rabbit. Nevertheless these words were ample for her soon to be husband to clench his jaw. He could bear anything but her constant rejection. He still couldn't figure out why she was so reluctant to accept him. Wasn't he handsome.??? He was certain that he did look good as their were a ton of females falling on her feet. Than why can't she fall in love with him.
"Baby doll come down. Give me your hand. " he said calmly as he outstretched his hand for her to hold. Nevertheless his stubborn beauty shook her head, escalating his anger. Balling his fist he took a deep breath. Striving hard to control his temper.
"Baby doll I said come with me. Don't make me mad. " he warned raising his brow. She wiped her tears as she glared at him. Howbeit that's another thing that she looked adorable as ever. He inwardly chuckled at her innocence as he gazed at her. She was dressed up as a bride and she beautiful as ever. He couldn't help but sigh in pride as he was going to be the husband of this angelic beauty. From now on she will be his possession. Only he will have a right on her. Just him.
"I don't want to marry you. I want to meet my brother. Where is he.???" she yelled with tears. That was it was the King of Jaisalmer. He was done with her tantrums. Even though he had no problem in bearing her adorable tantrums yet at this moment he wouldn't tolerate any of her tantrum. Needless to say that the reason was that, that he wanted to marry her really soon. His patience had already ran out and now he wanted nothing apart from her. Besides a girl living in the King's chamber without any justifiable relationship with the king had already started to raise questions among the folks of his realm. To shut their traps he had to marry her really soon. Not that he was scared of them, he just wanted no one to question his pure and true love for her.
"You don't understand. " he muttered as he stormed towards her making her flinch back on the sofa. He stormed towards her and roughly grabbed her wrist.
"You will marry me and that's final. " he declared as he harshly pulled her up. She looked at him with fear as her eyes started to water.