Maira's POV:
I woke up and looked at my phone to see the time and seems like I just had an hour long nap. Still inside the comfy and cosy bed, I scrolled through my messages and lazed around a bit. Finally, I decided to leave the bed and do something productive.
As I stepped out, I looked down to see my clothes from the morning all wrinkled up and thought of changing into something comfortable. I looked around for my bags and saw them placed in a corner. Taking out the clothes I looked around the room as I was way too tired to notice it before. There were three doors in total, one's the main door that opens in the hallway, I opened another door to reveal the washroom, I changed into a pair of grey track pants and an oversized black t-shirt and put my hair in a messy bun.
Coming out I went to see what's behind the third door only to reveal a pretty big balcony overlooking a very beautiful garden and an orchard with a small table and four chairs in one part and a swing in another corner. The sun hasn't really set and there was enough light, so I got my laptop and files to do some work. I also got a thin shawl from my room since it was pretty chilly. Cocooning myself in the shawl I started doing my work.
"Hey" I jumped a little at the sudden voice and turned around only to see the Prince standing there. I saw a door which I didn't notice earlier which I have no leads where He has also changed into a white kurta pajama and I must say he is looking so handsome. Not wanting to get caught while checking him out I looked up and replied with a slight nod before turning back to my work.
He comes and sits on the chair next to me. "I hope I am not disturbing you."
"Ohh, no no I was just sitting here with all this stuff trying to enjoy the scenery" that came off as too rude, I guess. I immediately realised my mistake but he seemed to have caught my tone and was about to leave. Before I could think of something else I caught his hand to stop him. He turned to look at me "Look I shouldn't have said that, you can sit here."
"No problem I will go....I shouldn't have disturbed you in your work anyways." He seemed apologetic.
"You can sit here it's not a problem. I was anyways almost done with my work, only left with a bit which I'll do later." He looked at me for a second and then decided to take his seat again. It was only then that I realised I was still holding his hand. I left it awkwardly, not at all thinking about how big his hands are as compared to mine. Nope!!
Instead of going back to my files I sat back with my legs folded under me looking at the scene in front of me. The garden and orchard looked so pretty.
"It's beautiful right!!" A voice came next to me. "Nah...it's pretty ugly that's why we are sitting here looking at it." He gave me an amused look to which I added shaking my head "Stating the obvious, are we?"
He let out a small laugh before going back to watching the sun set, the birds flying back to take shelter in trees, the beautiful pink hue covering the sky.
I am not at all good at making small conversations or keeping them on and so I am grateful to the Prince for not doing that. It was night now and in the silence of the approaching night that my stomach grumbles loudly. Shutting my eyes tightly I turned to my right and open then a little to see the Prince looking at me, all the while trying to hold his laughter.
"You know what, you can laugh. It's not a big deal. Come to think of it, I came to your place and I am starving. This is not what I expected my royal welcome and hospitality to be . I am disappointed." I say in a serious tone with a tch tch, shaking my head a little to hide my embarrassment.
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The Royal Arrangement
RomanceJai Singh Rathore is the prince of Ajmer. Even though the monarchy is no longer at play in India, Royalties do hold their titles. Looking after the family business he is soon-to-be the owner of the hotel business, The Royal Regal Palace which is a b...