He had a broad grin on his face after seeing his bride for the first time. He never imagined himself meeting the bride before the wedding. His dad strictly restricted his idea of interaction with her in the morning. But she wasn't in the mood to continue her chat with him.

She started to execute her plan by examining the compound wall near the garden. The wall had tiny glass pieces all over it. She speculated from a particular distance of wall didn't have glass pieces.

She thanked Mahima internally for removing the glass pieces using the servants. She tried to move from behind the tree. But she was halted by her groom when he clenched her wrist in a swift movement.

"I can understand you were desperate to meet a handsome man like me. But I am not interested in marriage right now." He expressed his opinion.

He assumed that she came to the west side of the palace to meet him secretly. She glared at him for misunderstanding her motive.

"I didn't come to meet or admire you. I came to this side to escape from the wedding that is going to be held tonight." Disha uttered removing his handhold.

She walked towards the wall carrying her bag, and he followed her. He didn't recognise what she was doing but he was pretty much sure that she would escape from the palace somehow.

She placed her both hands around her mouth and made a sound. When he was listening to the sound, it gave a weird horrible feeling to him.

"Hoo..Hoo...Hoot.."She made the sound three times by looking up at the sky but no reply came.

He placed his palm in her mouth so that she couldn't make such a weird sound. Her heartbeat raised when he did that to her. Her eyes were struggling to stop admiring his beauty.

"What is the reason for making a howling sound in this nighttime? What will I do if people arrive hearing your unpleasant voice?" He complained to her.

She bites his palm with her teeth. He screamed in agony but quickly he covered his mouth with his other palm so other people don't hear his scream sound.

"How could you even say my sweetest voice to be an unpleasant voice? This is my secret code sound of asking for help." She barked at him with her low voice.

"Are you asking for help from your wolf packs? OMG, my bride-to-be is a wolf. I can't imagine myself escaping with a wolf." He stated by understanding the howling sound of hers.

"I am not a werewolf. I made a hoot sound like an owl so we could get the help from the other side of the wall." Disha worried that Mahima wasn't responding to her.

As Disha instructed Mahima to cut the electricity off the palace. She requested Mahima to reach the outside of the palace near the compound wall. Disha, however, was quite distressed and grabbed her phone to see the message, which totally shocked her.

The east side of the palace is locked by your family members. I can't come out of the palace. Escape by yourself. I have placed the ladder outside of the palace.

Mahima's message gave her a heart attack. She let out a deep sigh and closed her eyes thinking of what she could do. The wall around the palace seems to be neither tall nor short. It is average height. It must be around 11 feet in height she assumed. She looked at the man rubbing his palm. He made the same sound as her this time.

"Stop creating that sound. I need your help. You should bend down now." She ordered.

Her current plan was to jump the wall by using this man. But he seemed to be not interested. He crossed his arms around his chest and shook his head.

"I belong to the Rajwat family, we don't bend our head before anyone." He announced taking a protein bar from his pocket.

"Excuse me, It is my mistake that I asked help from a crazy heir of the Rajwat family. I am Rathore, I can escape by myself. " She uttered contemplating how to solve the situation by placing her bag on the ground.

He finished his protein bar and was admiring her thinking section. Again, people quarreling sound was heard. She blamed herself for not creating plan 'B' for her escape mission. Disha was bewildered when she saw him.

He brought his both palms together facing upward, and placed one above the other. He made a squat position and looked at the wall. She raised her eyebrows asking him indirectly what he was trying to do.

"Look, I have a plan of jumping this wall. Place one of your feet on my joined palms and push another foot from the ground At that same time, I will raise you from the ground. You can reach the top of the wall." He explained his idea.

"No, I don't want help from Rajwats." She gloated with dignity.

"With one hand, we can't clap our hands. We need to clap with both hands to make a victory clap sound. We need to work together to escape from this palace." He boosted her making her agree to his plan.

Disha's palm reached the top of his shoulder for support. Her hands were trembling, her breathing became rapid when she realized that he had a well-built muscular body. He wasn't feeling any shame when she placed her tender foot on his palm.

Disha was feeling uncomfortable to place her foot on a man's palm. Even she would have refused when someone tried to stand on her palm. He observed her feelings of embarrassment.

"Believe me. I will lift you safely." He announced giving her the first best impression of him.

She nodded her head and pushed her another leg from the ground. He lifted her using his utmost strength. Her hands quickly grabbed the wall. She couldn't push her lower body. Her eyes widened when his hands brushed her hips and pushed her lower part of the body. Now, she managed her level to sit on the top of the wall.

He handed over Disha's bag to her by throwing it. Disha held and threw the bag onto the other side of the ground and glimpsed at him. He had a satisfying smile but it changed to fake when he realised he couldn't jump over the wall without any support.

"Don't worry about me. If you escape this wedding, the marriage will halt. Our plan will work. At least I am happy that you can run away from this weird society and achieve what you want in your life." He pronounced with a smile on the corner of his lips.

"I won't agree with you completely. If I escape this marriage, my sister will be sitting with you as a replaced bride. Will you be ok with it?" She inquired giving a thunder shock to him.

"No, I don't want to marry you or your sister or anyone." He panicked observing her sitting casually above the wall.

"But my sister is desperate to become a replaced bride. So goodbye. Have a happy married life!" She said playfully disappearing behind the wall.

He took a deep breath closing his eyes and blamed himself. When he opened his eyelids, he viewed a ladder before him. She persisted him to climb the ladder with her looks. She forwarded her hands casually but it seemed like an angel calling him from heaven.

He placed his hands on her, and with her help, he completed his ladder journey. Now, both were sitting on the wall. He managed to carry the ladder from one side and place it on the other side of the wall. Both descended the ladder steps carefully.

He pushed the ladder aside and started to run outside the palace with her. She was amused that he didn't carry any bag with him.

"Why didn't you carry any bag along with you?" Disha interrogated suspiciously.

"I don't live here, my belongings are in Mumbai. My father invited me to my stepbrother's wedding. I hesitantly came to attend this marriage. This morning, when I arrived at the palace, I got to know that my rich dad had lied and arranged a forced marriage for me. I declined it. He extorted me. The relatives joined hands with my father to make me get married. So I am trying to escape." He explained his situation.

"Do you know what the craziest part was? The royal palace which had great families like Rathores and Rajwats didn't even have a generators or inverters." He mocked his and her family.

"I asked my friend to damage the inverter and generator by using sand," Disha said, scratching her neck back.

"Brilliant! So now we came out of the palace successfully. What are your other escape plans for leaving the town?" He enquired her.

"I have booked a bus ticket from Udaipur to Mumbai. Now, I need to go to the bus stop." She declared increasing her speed of walking.

But he had other plans. He didn't reveal it to her. He wanted to know the reason why was she going to Mumbai. His brain told him that she must have a boyfriend or lover. So she must have eloped at this wedding. His thought came to an end when they reached the bus stop.

He was busy scrolling and tapping his phone. She was interested in peeping into his phone but she felt that was not good behaviour. Her phone popped up a message from Mahima. Her eyes were anxious after viewing the message.

Your father and relatives are vexed completely after knowing about your dismissal from the palace. Your mother and sister received a slap from your father for supporting you. Rathore's are trying to reach you with a gun with them. I acknowledge that after viewing you, they will kill you. So please be careful.

"Father has come to know about it. I am dead." Disha whispered her mind voice, he heard that too.

"How could they have known the news this much sooner?" He asked her eagerly.

She was perplexed about her plan now. How her escape plan leaked this soon was the continuous question running in her mind. It can't be mother, Janvi, or Mahima then whom it must be was her utter confusion.

Now she recognized who it was. After evaluating every one of her family members and relatives on her checklist. It was none other than her brother. She remembered the moments when she was announcing her escape plan to Mother and Janvi and that weird sound. Yes! It is definitely her brother.

"My brother had been eavesdropping on me when I was discussing my plans with my mother and sister," Disha predicted correctly.

"Good family! Indeed." He teased her family.

He wasn't in a motivation to save or rescue her. He remained silent as he wanted her to ask about his plan. But still, she was commanding him with her orders.

"We can't travel together. We need to split up. So we can divert both families. You need to use another source to escape. Promise me, that you are not traveling by bus." She persisted.

He didn't reply, He nodded his head and stood a little far away from her. She crossed her arms around her chest and tapped her right foot on the floor. As she was pissed off for waiting for the bus. Her mind became a devil's workshop, spreading negativity.

Disha understood that there would be no way to escape after her father's acknowledgment. She approached him.

"I think my plan has backfired, I need to return to the palace. I wanted to be at least alive in this world." Her cracked voice didn't even melt his heart, he raised his left brow inquiring about the reason.

"My father will kill me if he comes to know about my escape plan. I am going to return to the palace and hide on the terrace of the palace. In the early morning, I will sum up or cook up a story in front of everyone. You carry on your escape plan." She pronounced with her fingers crossed.

"Do you think you alone have watched the 'Jab we met' movie? I guess your family members and relatives must have also watched the 'Jab we met' movie." He replied pointing his index finger toward the direction of the palace terrace which was still reachable in their eye sight.

Her eyes blinked twice viewing the entire people standing in the terrace area of the palace with the binoculars and phone torch lights. Her fear was still increasing. She gulped her saliva thinking about her family and relatives. She speculated a taxi arriving close to them. It halted before them.

"Anyway my dear bride-to-be, have a blast wedding celebration with your Rathore family. Goodbye. Rest in Peace." He greeted pointing his index finger in a particular direction which made Disha gasp.

What will happen to our Disha? Will she succeed in her escape plan?

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