☆Differences☆

There was a moment of complete silence before Rakshit ordered the guards to tell him the actual matter. They told him how she disrespected them and everything that followed how they dragged her here.

"What do you want to say in your defense?" He asked her and she looked up him.

"They are merciless. They always..."

"Speak what you are asked bitch!" A guard was going to hit her when Rakshit walked upto him and caught his hand. His one hand holding the guard's wrist and the other in his pocket. At this moment she felt him as her knight in shining armour.

"Hold yourself or you know the consequences" The guard bowed his head at the stern warning and stepped away seeking an apology. Rakshit sat on his toes and lifted her chin to him examining her countenance carefully. Her face was all pale and covered with dirt but her eyes had some different magic. "Well, hello there. What's your name?"

"Drishti"

"You know what will happen to you?"

"Nothing. You will do nothing to me"

He made a small indistinct laugh and looked at her again "And what made you think that?" Her lips parted to form a word but the fatigue of the run gulped her energy.

"You won't" A lone tear escaped her eyes and she looked him with a pathetic miserable state. For sonic moments he started blankly at her before getting up and calling the maid.

"Show her the royal guest room and help her get a bath" This order surprised literally everyone present there. The prince was letting a lower class stay in the royal guest room. Everyone stared blankly at him. "Do I need to repeat myself?" He raised his brows at them while they bowed their heads and went away.

The maid took her to the royal guest room and filled the bathtub with water, adding strawberry scented bath shampoo in it ,leaving her all alone. She sat down in the bathtub and relaxed thinking about the little moment with her love. She cleaned herself thoroughly and was going to get up when she heard a voice.

"You should've asked her to lock the door Drishti" Rakshit came inside the washroom and started moving in her way. Seeing him coming towards her she further got inside the tub hiding her till her nose.

"Stop there" She lookes innocently at him but he didn't stop there. Her heart started beating at an irregular pace when he didn't stop. A smirk appeared on his face and he kept confidently walking upto her till her back touched the end of the tub and she was exposed till her shoulders. Her knees were prominently visible at that moment, her wet hair tied in a messy bun and the way she was covered in foam made her loom breathtaking.

"She forgot to give you the robe. Wear this and come out soon" He kept a robe beside her and left the room. She quickly cleaned the soapy water and wore the robe.

She came outside the washroom drying her hair when she remembered his words to lock the door. Taking baby steps towards the door, she locked it and turned when she screamed seeing him laying on the bed with his head resting back on his hands against the bedpost.

"What are you doing here?" She held her robe tightly when she saw him walking upto her with full confidence.

"I didn't mean to scare you. I am here, 'just' for a talk" He offered her his hand. She hesitated at first. She moved her hand and gave it into his while her other hand was clenching the robe near her chest area out of fear. He took her hand and lead her towards a chair. After they both seated themselves in front of each other, he put his leg over the his other leg's thigh like a king while she sat as a timid lamb.

"So, you're among the lower casts" She simply nodded her head in a yes while looking into his eyes and then refraining from a look. "What were you saying earlier? That merciless and something like that"

"The guards, they" tears escaped her eyes when she was reminded of what all they used to do. "They come down there and behave rudely"

"Is that all?"

"No. They torment our people and many a times young girls become their prey. They destroy the markets and we starve. Whenever we do a little progress, they destroy it. They take away our vaccinations, warm clothes in winter, food and...." She stopped at this moment and started sobbing holding her hands in her lap.

"What happened? Are you alright?"

"I am hungry. I haven't eaten anything since 3 days. I am tired. My parents died in the war which angered me when your guards spoke ill about the dead. And they made me walk and sometimes run, all the distance here. My feet are aching and I am starving" She held her face with her hands and started crying loudly.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't cry. I have asked the maid. She'll be here. Wait'' He made her look at him but she didn't open her eyes and continued to cry. "Look here" She opened her eyes gently and looked at him. He cleaned the tears with his thumb when a knock was heard.

He went to open the door and the servants brought a veritable quantity of fresh viands that looked not only fascinating but also stimulated salivation at a single sight. "Out now" He ordered them and they went outside.

The moment she saw food she began eating like a wild vampire who had been starving for blood since ages. Seeing her state, somewhere he felt bad. Somewhere he cared. Her innocence drove him there. The innocence which was reflecting in her eyes were magical.

After she was done with eating and had satisfied her hunger she looked at him. "Thank you" She yawned while keeping a hand on her mouth and at the same moment tanking him.

"You're sleepy, aren't you?" She simply nodded her head in a big yes and yawned again. He smiled and picked her up carrying her towards the bed. He placed her on the bed and covered her with the blanket.

Soon she dozed off to a deep slumber. He sat there for a moment and when he realized that she had slept he tiptoed towards the door and locked it. After Inspecting that no one would be disturbing for a few minutes, he came and laid beside her admiring her.

"You're as innocent as you looked that day" He smiled and caressed her hairs "and yeah, feisty and cute too. Just I thought you would be"

He had seen her a few months ago. He was taking a round in the lower class society examining and checking the level of revolt and also the extent attacking skills they had prepared. There in the market he saw her for the first time. She was running after a kid who stole her bracelet when she bumped with him. He had covered her face with a mask at that time.

He was about to hit her when saw what was actually above her. There she was, lying on him with her on his chest and her lips pouted in an 'O' shape as a result of the pain of the fall. Fortunately they had fallen on a heap of sacks that saved them.

The moment she opened her eyes he was lost in them. Lost in the innocence and the fierceness. For some moments she looked at him cutely through her doe eyes enlarged at the mistake and then she pushed him and stood up.

"You moron! What the hell! I was dreaming someone else to do this. I should be lying on my love and not a stupid jerk like you. Ah!" She made a cry baby face and began rubbing herself dusting off his touch. "It should've been him. Such an asshole, you ruined my day" She glared at him and then ran away behind the boy.

He removed his mask and looked at the direction in which he left. A surprising smile covered his face and he laid back thinking about her eyes and her cute fierce antics till the head of the guard aka the commander in chief came.

"Prince, what happened?"

"Nothing, let's keep going" He stood up and walked with him still looking back in that direction and smiling. "Who is she?"

Today she was sleeping in front of him. That same old innocence was there. He admired her face for sometime lying beside her and then got closer kissing her forehead. "Why are you driving me this crazy? Since that day I've been thinking of you" He caressed her shoulders and arranged the blanket further before his expressions went cold. "Who is that man? Whom do you love?" he was getting angry at the thought who could that person be whom she said was her love and she wished to be over him.

"I'll figure that out soon. Don't worry" He stood up and left the room in anger whose prey were the guards who made her run all the way to the upper class.

He sat in the royal courtyard waiting for Romi to come as usual. "Don't tell me that you like her" Romi sighed and say near him. Rakshit spoke no word. "Media would go crazy and then you know our people want to be separated from the lower class. If they come to know about her, it would evoke a feeling of insecurity of their position above the lower class"

"It's not like that" He sighed breaking the twig he was playing with. "I know the Differences between us. But not to forget, I am going to be announced the king soon. And it's obligatory for everybody to obey him, be they like ot or not"

"You're on that love track"

"I don't know. She drove me insane, crazy and what not. Her eyes, that one look make me go MIA. I just can't help"

"But you told me she said she loved someone"

He shot tree with the laser that blew out of his glove when he heard that again. "Well, about that" He stood up and held Romi's shoulder. "I am Rakshit Shergill" He smirked and went away.