The next morning, everyone gathers in the dining room for breakfast. Jaimi and Aarush walk in and take their seats at the head of the table. Jaimi has Darshan on one side and Nisha on the other while Aarush has Arasi on one side and Avantika on the other. He clenches his jaw, but Jaimi passes him a small smile to calm him down. The staff comes out with breakfast. They place a plate filled with different delicacies in front of Jaimi and Aarush. The others serve themselves. Everyone is waiting for Jaimi and Aarush to start. 

Avantika: Aarush, aaj tumhare liye tumhari favorite Khaandvi banae hain meine. 

Chandani: Aur, meine aur Sangeeta didi ne tum dono ke liye jalebi banae hain. 

Bhavna: Dono bacche kitne saal baad humare paas wapas aae hain? 

Jaimi and Aarush raise their brows in amusement. Chandresh is about to take a bite off of Jaimi's plate when she stops him. 

Chandresh: Rani sa?

Aarush: Jisne jo banaya hain wohi aaj meri aur Jaimi  ki plate se chakhega. 

Arasi: Yeh inn sab ki insult hain! 

Jaimi: Let it be, Ms. Shetty! Hum humari jaan kyu risk mein dale? Past mein kahi baar hume zeher deke maarne ki koshish ki gae hain. And nonetheless, yeh iss ghar ka rule hain! Iss ghar mein rehna hain toh rule manana padega warna bahar ka raasta security dikha degi. 

Aarush: That too very gladly!

Ayesha chuckles but quickly presses her lips together seeing she drew attention to herself. Aarush subtly winks at her. 

Ayesha: Jaldi se chakho mujhe bhukh lagi hain!

Sangeeta: Par hum kyu chakhe? 

Ayesha: Problem kya hain?

Jaimi: Agar aap sab ne kuch milaya nahi hain toh chahkhiye! Chandresh Uncle.

Chandresh takes Jaimi and Aarush's plate and holds it in front of those who cooked to taste. They all taste the food. After a wait of a couple of minutes, they all start breakfast knowing that nothing was added to the food. Nisha and Khushi get up from their seats, but Jaimi sees that Nisha's plate still has food. 

Jaimi: Nisha, khaana finish karo.

Nisha: Mujhe bhukh nahi hain!

Aarush: Iss ghar ka rule hain ki khaana waste nahi karte. Sit down and finish!

Nisha: Mera pet bhar gaya hain. Mujhe aur nahi khana hain!

Jaimi: Jitna khaa sakho wahi lena chahiye tha. 

Nisha: Itna bada matter kyu bana rahe ho? Iss ghar mein kitne naukar hain? Un mein se kisi ko de dena!

Jaimi: Kaam karte hain aur mehnat se kamate hain koi ghulaam nahi hain. Respect se baat karna sikho!

Anil: Respect ki baat kaun kar raha hain? Abhi apne parivaar se khaana chakhwane wali?

Jaimi: Haan mein hi baat kar rahi hoon kyu ki paiso ki aur mehnat kar ke kamaane walo ki izzat karna aata hain mujhe!

Khushi: Daksha Bua aur Ved Kaka ke paiso pe raaz karne wale aaj hume bataenge ke mehnat karna kya hota hain?

Aarush: Kaunse paiso pe raaz kiya woh bataiye? Jo har parent karta hain apne baccho ke liye wahi unhone humare liye kiya tha. Ved Patel aur Daksha Patel ka naam toh aap sab ne use kiya hain! College ke admission ke liye, scholarships ke liye aur kya nahi!

Jaimi: Saat saal baad wapas aae par kisi ne ek baar yeh pucha ki saat saal tak hum logo ne kaise manage kiya?

Vishnu: Usme puchna kya? Ved aur Daksha ke paise use kiya honge. 

Jaimi: Bataiye toh kaha se paise use kiye hain? Krishna hospital se nikal ne ke baad ke saare test, medicine, operation, therapy ke kharche hum dono ne hi uthae hain. Aap sab toh bade khush the ki hum dono marr gae. Scholarships bhi apni mehnat pe li thi. Khaana peena, rehna, phone, elictricity, water bills, aur hazaro kharche humne college ke baad roz aath aath ghante kaam karke uthae hain. Yeh nahi ki mere papa Ved Patel aur meri Bua Daksha Patel hain toh unke naam pe admission bhi mil gaya aur scholarships bhi mil gae. Aur, aap sab ko toh Dad, Dada, aur Bua ke paiso pe khaane ki aadat hi ho gae hain. Ghar Dada ne bana ke diya, ghaadi dad ne laake di, furniture aur jewelery Bua ko behla phusla ke le li. Patel Industries mein baithe baithe job mil gae. Thokare khaae ho tab pata chale ki mehnat ki kamai hoti kya hain?

Bhavna: Tum apni limit cross kar rahi ho!

Aarush: Sach sun ne ki aadat na ho na toh beech mein nahi bolte, Mrs. Patel! Uncle, abhi yeh nahi khaae na toh lunch mein yahi dena. Jay, chal! Hume phir raj darbar mein bhi jaana hain. 

Jaimi and Aarush exit the dining room. The others follow behind to see Jaimi hugging someone. 

Meera: Bitch, where the fuck have you been? And, you asshole!

She says the last part while slapping Aarush's arm. 

Aarush: God, that hurt! Itni taqaat kidhar se leke aae?

Meera: Shut up! I'm not done yet. And, this bitch, Ayesha, didn't even tell me that she was living with you. 

Jaimi: Meera, we have company. Language!

Meera glares at the three. 

Aarush: Chale? Kaki ka teen baar phone aa chuka hain. 

Aarush starts for the door, but stops hearing Meera's voice. 

Meera: Oye! Kidhar?

Aarush: Mahal. 

Meera: T-shirt aur joggers mein? Mahal jaa rahe ho, gym mein nahi! Dono jaake change kar ke aao. Meine aur Kiara ne wardrobe change kar diya hain. 

Jaimi: Uh-uh!

Meera: What uh-uh? Kuch hi din mein rajyabhishekh hain. Wilson ki hone wali Maharani short mein nahi ghum sakhti. Change karke aa. Aarna Kaki ne tere liye saare kapde pick kiye hain. 

Jaimi makes a face before going up the stairs followed by Aarush. 

Ayesha: Aap sab bhi change kar lijiye phir mahal jaana hain. 

They all go back to their rooms and change into traditional clothes. 

Aarush: Jay, hurry!

Jaimi: Aa rahi hoon. Ruk ja! 

Aarush: Snail ki tarah slow chal rahi hain tu!

Jaimi: Haan toh 10 kilo ka dress bhi meine hi pehna hain! 

Everyone's eye are on Jaimi as she descends down the stairs. The heavily embroidered dupatta is draped around her head. Darshan stares at her with his mouth open as she looks nothing less than a goddess. 

Jaimi: Chale? 

They all nod and follow her out to the driveway. Once again, security has surrounded Jaimi and Aarush. Kushal takes Aarush and Meera to a car while Jaimi and Ayesha follow the security to a two-seater BMW. Ayesha sees Darshan looking for a car to seat in, so she stops. 

Ayesha: Mein mere parents ke saath aati hoon warna unko lagega ki mein unko bhul gae.

Jaimi nods. Ayesha goes to Darshan and tells him there's a seat in the BMW. He makes his way towards the BMW to see Jaimi standing there looking confused. 

Darshan: Kya hua?

Jaimi: Kuch nahi. 

Darshan: Seat khaali hain?

Jaimi: Haan, but you'll have to drive. Mein iss dress mein nahi chala sakhti. 

They get into the car. Darshan closes the door and wears his seatbelt when he sees Jaimi struggling with the dress. He walks around the car and helps her. She mumbles a thank you. 

Jaimi: Aap security ko follow karna to the mahal. 

Darshan: Ok. 

After a few minutes, they pull out of the driveway. Their car is surrounded by security personnel on bikes and cars. 

Jaimi: I'm sorry! Meine aap sab se apni real identity chupae. 

Darshan: It's okay!

Jaimi: No, it's not! I was rude and cold, especially to you.

He takes hold of her hand that is in her lap as he can hear the panic in her voice. 

Darshan: Little Warrior, calm! It's ok. 

Jaimi: Tum Julie ke baare mein jaanana chahte the na?

Darshan: You don't have to!

Jaimi: I do, Raval! I owe an explanation and apology. Julie Prajapati bhi mein hi hoon. Mein jab pehli baar Ahmedadbad aae tab kahi humale hue the mujhpe aur Aarush pe. Dada hume India ke bahar le jaa sakhe kisi ko pata chale bina uss wajah se Ahmedabad ke police commisoner ne mujhe aur Aarush ko dusri identity di thi. Mera naam Julie Prajapti aur Aarush ka naam Zayn Prajapati. Inn naam ke hume birth certificates, passports, aur saare IDs diye taki hume koi pehchan na paae. 

Darshan: Issi liye tumhari saari properties pe Julie Prajapati likha hain?

Jaimi nods. She realizes that her hand is still in his. 

Jaimi: Mera haath chodo, please. 

He lets go of her hand and quickly apologizes. 

Jaimi: Mera haath mat pakadana aur mujhe choona mat warna security alert ho jaaegi. They will hurt you if you try to touch me. 

Darshan: I'll keep that in mind!

 All the cars stop at a distance away from the palace. 

Security: Aap ko kisi aur ghaadi mein baithna padega. Bahot log aae hain Rani sa ko dekhne aur hum nahi chahte ki iss bheed mein aap ko chot lage. 

Darshan nods and steps out of the car. He switches with Aarush. They proceed towards the palace. Darshan understands what the security meant as there is a large crowd outside the palace. The security is having a hard time containing them as they move towards the car to get a glimpse of their new to-be queen. They are able to cross the crowd after a struggle of half an hour. 

A few females come out and bow in front of Jaimi who nods at them. They quickly pull a partition around Jaimi making sure no one can see her. 

Shraddha: What is this? The 15th century? Pardah kar rahe hain! Usko sab ne dekha hain. 

Vikraant: Shahi gharane ka rule hain, Ms. Mehta! Better if you stay out of the way. 

Shraddha: How dare you?

Vikraant: Don't how dare me? I can have you kicked off the premises in less than a minute. 

Shraddha glares at him, but Arasi tells her to calm down.

Esha: Bhakti, accha hua ki yeh nakchadi Bhai ko pasand nahi aae warna iska how dare you puri zindagi jhelna padta! 

Bhakti: Sahi hain!

The two giggle while their mothers glare at them. They quickly compose themselves and look in front to see the males following Vikraant and Aarush while the women follow Ayesha as she guides them through the palace. Jaimi is nowhere to be seen. They all enter the royal court. Their breath is taken away seeing the beautiful interior. 

The royal throne is placed under a magnificent dome structure that is a mix of European and Indian architecture. The wingback royal chairs with the lion head logo on the armrest are placed about 20 feet away from the throne. There are about 20 chairs placed on the left and 20 on the right with the middle of the room empty to allow people to move efficiently. There is a red carpet from the entry to the throne. 

They all are asked to take a seat. The royal guard announces the arrival of the royal family and everyone rises from their seats. Ratan and Aarna take a seat on the royal throne along with an older lady. Vikraant and Aarush take a seat with the others. After a few minutes, Darshan looks up to see Jaimi standing by a window on the second floor along with Kiara. He smiles seeing her laugh. Jyugal elbows him.

Darshan: What?

Jyugal: Nighaahe aage rakhiye! Security tujhe hi dekh rahi hain. 

Darshan nods and keeps his attention focused on what is going on around him. A few more people come and take a seat. He comes to know that the older lady is Padma Devi Singh, the former queen, and grandmother of Vikraant and Kiara. They all chat and discuss issues until the afternoon. He sees Jaimi still standing by the window. 

Padma: Kal subah 10 baje Wilson Hill School ka inaugration hoga aur kal hum bhavi raja aur rani ko kuldevi ke mandir leke jaaenge. Jo aana chahe woh aa sakhta hain. Aaj ki sabha yahi khatam hoti hain. 

The officials of Wilson Hill bow their heads in respect before stepping out. 

Guard: Rajkumari Kiara aur Rani sa padhaar rahi hain!

Jaimi and Kiara walk through the gates. Jaimi touches the feet of Padma Devi Singh along with Aarush. She blesses those two and they all have lunch at the palace. The others are surprised as no one tastes Jaimi and Aarush's food before they ate. The rest of the day is spent with Ayesha giving them all a tour of the palace before they reach a lounge. 

They see the royal family sitting with Adhiraj and Anjali. Adhiraj opens what seems to be a portable vault. He proceeds to take out around 70 to 80 red velvet boxes of different sizes. Anjali divides the boxes into two. One section is handed off to Jaimi while the other is handed to Kiara. Jaimi opens a few of the boxes to see gold and diamond necklaces, bangles, bracelets, waist chains, anklets, maang tikkas, and rings. 

The mouths of the ladies in the room drop open except for Anjali, Ayesha, Meera, Kiara, Aarna, and Padma Devi Singh. Jaimi is looking at the jewelry like she is bored. She picks out a few pieces and sets them aside.  

Shraddha: Yeh sab mujhe chahiye!

Arasi: Milega! Sabr ka phal meetha hota hain. 

Shraddha: Isko dekho toh sahi! Kuch interest hi nahi hain inn sab mein. 

Khushi: Humare paas itna sab hota toh kya baat thi?

Sangeeta: Koi baat nahi Khushi beta! Apne bhi din aaenge. 

Bhavna: Jo Ved ka hain woh humara hain!

They all snicker. Anjali pulls out a larger box and hands it to Padma Devi. She nods and puts it beside her. 

Anjali: Jay, kaise lage?

Jaimi: Nice. 

Aarush examines one of the necklaces and there is a smile on his face. Jaimi squeezes his hand and smiles at him. 

Abhiraj: Humne Daksha ki design ko justice diya ya nahi?

Aarush: 100 percent!

Anjali: Aarna, baaki sab jewelry kal shaam ko mahal pahuch jaaegi.

Aarna: Koi baat nahi. 

Adhiraj and Anjali put the jewelry back into the vault and hand it over to Ratan. The partition is brought around Jaimi again as she and Aarush step out of the room with security. The others are led out by Kartik. They all make their way to the Bhavan. As soon as they step in, they see Jaimi and Aarush playing the piano. They see the others after a few minutes and snap out of their trance. Jaimi moves up the stairs followed by Aarush.

They all have dinner in silence then, retire to bed. Around midnight, Darshan wakes up and makes his way to the garden. He nods at the security on the way. He goes back to the waterbody where they all went yesterday. He sees a female sitting there with her back to him. He sees three bottles sitting beside her and an envelope. He moves close to her and sits beside her. 

Darshan: Didn't think of you to be a night owl?

Jaimi: Neend nahi aa rahi thi. 

Her voice sounds a bit rough but still holds the composure and elegance. 

Darshan: Aaj security ne roka nahi?

Jaimi: Tum iss taraf aa rahe the tab unhone mujhse permission li thi. 

He looks in between them to see an empty beer bottle. She is sipping on the other one while one is still sealed. She follows his line of vision and offers the sealed bottle. 

Darshan: Mein nahi peeta!

Jaimi: Ok, then. 

She places it on her other side with the empty one. 

Darshan: Tumne decide kar liya ki tumhe kaha jaana hain?

Jaimi: Not yet. 

Darshan: Ruk jao!

Jaimi: Huh?

Darshan: I mean tum Wilson ki Rani ho aur tumhare Dad ki will bhi announce ho jaaegi uske baad toh tum aur Aarush yaha reh sakhte ho, right?

Jaimi: I don't give a fuck about the will!

Darshan: Isn't that what you came to India for?

Jaimi: No! 

Darshan: Jay, you ok?

Jaimi: I'm fine. 

Darshan: Will ke liye nahi toh tum dono apni jaan aise risk mein kyu daal rahe ho?

Jaimi: I'm here for answers, Raval! 

She passes an envelope to him. He opens it and quickly scans the pictures and documents. They are all related to the accident. There are also a few pictures of Jaimi, Aarush, Ved, and Daksha from when they were stuck in the car and after they were pulled out. Darshan's heart drops seeing the pictures. 

He looks at Jaimi's pictures to see her hanging upside down when the car was flipped over. There are pieces of glass stuck inside her arm, face, head, and upper torso. Blood is running down her face. She takes the pictures from him and puts them back in the envelope seeing him terrified. She puts it away from his reach and rubs his back. 

Jaimi: Need a drink or still good?

Darshan looks at her to see her smiling at him. He is shaken from inside. He hugs her without giving it much thought. He holds her tightly to himself for a few minutes. 

Jaimi: Let me breathe, Raval!

He lets go of her and slowly scans her from top to bottom for any scars or proof of the accident. 

Jaimi: You won't find any!

Darshan: Huh?

Jaimi: Scars! Nahi milenge. They have healed. 

Darshan: Nightmare issi wajah se aate hain?

Jaimi nods.

Darshan: I am sorry ki meine tumhe Ahmedabad aane ke liye force kiya. I'm really sorry! Mujhe pata hota toh I would've never-

Jaimi: Calm down, Raval! 

There's a brief moment of silence. 

Jaimi: India mein inn logo ki wajah se nahi chod ke jaana chahti. I can't stay in this country without the past getting hold of me. Sab kuch mujhe uss accident ki yaad dilata hain. You know I saw Dad and Bua when they were taking them away in the ambulance. Unn dono ka chehra pura blood se cover tha and windshield ke kaanch unke chehre pe- I couldn't do anything to save them! Dad and Bua lost their life because of me. They wanted to kill me, not Dad and Bua! I should've been the one to-

Darshan places his finger on her lips. 

Darshan: Don't say that! Tumhare Dad tumhe dekh ke bahot khush honge ki unki beti itni strong aur intelligent. He would hate to see something happen to you. 

Jaimi: Darshan, it was all because of me! 

Darshan: Don't do that to yourself, Jay! Inn sab mein tumhari koi galti nahi thi. Woh sab tumhe hurt karna chahte hain woh unki nicch soch hain. You, Aarush, your dad, and Bua didn't deserve anything that you all went through. You have to stop blaming yourself!

He wipes the tears that are running down her face. She wraps her hands around him and hides her face in the crook of his neck. He fondles her hair and kisses her forehead before she pulls away. 

Darshan: Inn sab documents ke saath kya karogi?

Jaimi: I'll look for the answers! Somebody will pay for their sins. 

Her voice is deep and rough. It almost scares him to think that she can do something that can harm someone. 

Darshan: Jay, gusse mein decision mat lo!

Jaimi: I won't! Trust me, if I'm going down then, someone will come down with me. 

Darshan: Little Warrior, this is not you! Tum kabhi aisi nahi ho sakhti. You are sweet, loving, caring, and-

Jaimi: Woh Jaimi Ved Patel thi jisko inn sab ne maar diya! Mein Jaimi Patel hoon. 

Darshan: Don't do anything that will hurt you or you will regret!

Jaimi: I won't! Don't think of it too much and go to sleep. It's late. 

Darshan: Not without you!

Jaimi raises her eyebrow in question. 

Darshan: I mean tumhe yaha akele chod ke nahi. Tumne do bottle peeli hain, so yaha akele rehna safe nahi hain. 

Jaimi picks up the bottles and the envelope. She throws the empty bottles away and leaves the other one on the dining table. 

Jaimi: Night Raval!

Darshan: Good night!

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