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Trisha POV

"Toe rings?" I asked, and I began to feel nervous as he stared at me for a long time. It was all good and fun until he became friendly. And the moment he became my husband, I started feeling nervous.

"And, what shall I get in return?" he asked, his voice low and intense as he stepped closer, and I instinctively took a step back.

"As I said, coins," I said, and he smiled a little before pulling my hand towards him and placing it around his waist.

"I have plenty of coins," he muttered in a slow voice. I inhaled deeply and stopped on my feet.

"What else then?" I asked, looking up into his eyes. I tried to pull my hand back, but the tingles from the bangles in my hand made me stop. I did not want him to notice them.

"How about you peck on my... cheek as you did last night," he said in a slow voice while his gaze was moving between my eyes and lips.

"You are such a..." I restrained my tongue at the end, and he thinned his gaze.

"Such a?" he questioned, and I felt his hand slowly and nervously moving around my waist. Thankfully, the dupatta prevented a direct touch.

"Such a stubborn," I said respectfully. Suddenly, he pulled me closer, and my eyes widened with shock. I shifted a little on my toes.

"Tell me something I have not heard of myself yet," he said, and I lowered my gaze to his lips. He inhaled deeply, and I could sense that he was losing his control over himself. And, I feared him fainting like last night.

"You are not behaving like yourself, Abhi," I reminded him. He closed his eyes, shook his head slowly, and whispered.

"And, how do I behave?" he asked, and I gulped nervously before unfisting my hands and placing them against the sides of his waist. The faded memory of him slipping inside me last night, the moment when he ripped me apart and the pain he evoked, it felt as if I would die. But it only lasted for a moment. The sensations it left, the ache he left me with, were memorable. Worth reminding.

"Like a sixteen-year-old boy scared of even looking into my eyes. Like the young boy who would hide for days after mistakenly touching my finger. Like old you who used to be scared of sitting with me for more than a few moments," I muttered slowly, and he blinked slowly.

"You miss that... man?" he asked, and I looked into his nervous eyes. A slow nod by me followed, and he lowered his gaze.

"Was he not too weak to be broken by... you?" he asked, and I lowered my gaze to his neck. He was two shades darker than me, taking after his father's complexion and physique. He was twice my size, with broad shoulders, thick biceps, and veins on his arms.

"At least he was manly enough to accept the things he would have liked," I muttered in my breath and noticed his Adam's apple move. I saw him bite his upper lip as if it was difficult for him to speak. But, I could not help but close my eyes when he brought his lips closer, slightly leaning to the side. My fingers fisted on his kurta when he placed his trembling lips on my cheek.

I almost froze. This was more dangerous than having him between my legs. "I do... have," he breathed, and I almost fainted. His voice turned deep, and the way it whispered against my skin, I could see the hair on my face rise, making my heart beat race in the most different way. He pecked my cheek and whispered. "I do have feelings for you,"

"Hnn?" I stood confused, and he pressed his lips firmly against my cheek. I could feel my skin warm up like a lamp. My brain stopped for a moment before I felt his lips trembling. His heartbeats were audible, and it made me open my eyes. My gaze was soft, and I could not see anything but the V of his kurta. My fingers scrolled and ached to be on his chest. He inhaled deeply, and his breaths became uneven and noticeable.

"You like me?" I questioned in an almost inaudible voice, and his hold around my waist loosened, making me put my feet down and ease my toes.

My fingers raked up to his chest, and I felt his heart beating under my palm. He inhaled deeply as I gently rubbed over his chest.

"Do not faint," I muttered, and he nodded. "Yes," he replied. "I like you," he added.

"I mean... I mean, like you were. I mean, like you are. You were a good friend; we used to talk," he gulped, immediately adding these words. "We... we used to do things together. I like you... that way. I mean... I mean," he blabbered. I felt a slight pang in my heart and immediately pushed him down on the bed.

"Aaouchhhhhhhhhh," he cried out as soon as he landed on the bed, and I inhaled deeply.

"Like we were?" I asked, turning around to step down the stairs to the bed's floor.

"Trisha," he called, and I turned around to find him throwing his hands on the bed.

"Come back," he growled, and I shook my head.

"Impossible," I muttered under my breath, and he sat up.

"Trisha!" he called me again and clicked his tongue while rolling his eyes. "I did not mean that. I did not use to think of you like that," he added, and I looked away. "This is getting complicated," he stated and stood up, following me.

"Yes, all thanks to you," I said and looked over the table to find the toe rings' box. Maasa would kill me if she would find without them one more time.

"You were getting married, not I," he said, and I finally found the box and picked it up before turning to him.

"Still, all thanks to you," I said and walked towards him to hand him the box.

"What?" he questioned, and I held his hand to make him walk towards the couch. He immediately sat down on it and raked his hand into his hair.

I sighed deeply and stood there.

I did not know how I would make babies with a baby. I had agreed to the most impossible task one could get in her life.

He stared at my face with a frustrated expression, and I said.

"Bichiye pehnaiye,"

"Slide the toe rings into my toes,"

He kept looking at me for a few moments and then asked.

"Hum pehnaye?"

"I do that?"

"Kyu, pati nahi hai aap hamare? Agar aapki jagah Shaantanu hote to hum unse bhi kehte pehnane ko,"

"Why? Are you not my husband? If it were Shantanu in your place, I would have asked him the same," I said, his expression telling me that he was playing Prince at that moment.

He looked away for a moment at the door and then looked at me while inhaling a deep breath. Patting his thigh, he looked into my eyes.

"Per rakhiye,"

"Place your foot," he said in a slow voice.

I felt a little nervous, but if this was the war, I wished to win. So, I lifted my foot, having almost five hundred grams of silver anklet with thousands of tiny bells, and placed it lightly on his thigh. Lowering his gaze, he stared at my foot for a few moments before bringing his hand closer to it. I felt his brush my toes, and I could not help but roll them a little.

He looked up into my eyes.

"Are you trying to seduce me?" he asked in a slow and nervous voice, and I nodded.

"Yes, is it working?" I asked slowly, too, and he chuckled all of a sudden.

"No, because it's making me feel anything but tempted," he returned the tease and opened the box. I noticed the two plain and simple silver toe rings. They looked perfect. He picked up the first one and slowly slid it into my second toe.

Lowering his gaze, he brushed his finger against my red-inked foot and slowly tightened the ring, earning a small cry from me. "Ah,"

"Too tight?" he asked in a slow voice, and I nodded.

He pulled the ends a little, and they loosened.

"It is fine now," I spoke when it was not too tight and not too loose. It was perfect.

I slowly pulled my foot back and placed the other one. He also silently pushed the toe ring inside my toe and tightened it a little.

"Thank you," I muttered and pulled my foot back. Everything I was wearing was adding almost ten kilograms to my weight. The jewellery, the attire and the husband were burdening.

I could not believe why the girls in their early twenties dreamt of marrying a Prince. I would have never.

But.

I already have.

"How much do they cost?" I asked, and he rose from the couch and looked into my eyes before tapping the tip of his index finger thrice on his cheek.

I immediately rolled my cheeks. "Are you sure you do not wish to have a baby with me? Because your actions speak differently," I reminded him, and he stepped closer to me and lifted his brows.

"Are you sure this taunting is only out of anger, and it has nothing to do with the desire to actually have a baby with me?" he asked in response, and I scoffed.

"Unbelievable," I muttered and looked away.

"Do I need to die to have you peck my cheek again?" he asked all of a sudden, and I immediately turned my gaze to him. My jaw clenched, and at that moment, my hand ached to slap him. "Are you out of your mind?" I asked in a slow voice, and his expression changed to scared.

"How can you even speak like that?" I asked, and he lowered his gaze.

"Because, then, you will show your affection," he explained, and I shook my head.

"You are way too stubborn," I said, inhaling deeply before holding his hand to pull him closer. He smiled suddenly, and I shook my head.

"There is nothing to smile," I reminded him, and he brought his cheek closer. His slightly trimmed beard looked beautiful on his face. I bit my lip a little out of nervousness and took my lips closer to his cheek. I pouted a little and pecked.

He widened his eyes, and suddenly, before I could pull back, he turned his face and pecked my lips with his.

"Abhi!" I growled in frustration. He cheated.

"Let's go; we are getting late," he immediately held my hand, and I sucked on my lips. This was the second time he played with me.

I slightly pulled the dupatta over my head before he turned towards the garden's door.

"Where are we going?" I asked, and he just firmed his hold on my hand before shaking his head.

"It's a surprise," he said, and he took me to the corner of the garden between our chambers. The moment my gaze fell on a shed, a wide smile appeared on my face.

"Madhuri," I laughed with the uncontrolled emotions. My little baby was there.

I immediately raced towards her and held her head in my palm. She was the baby of one of my buffalos.

"Oh, my little baby," I said, and she licked my hand. I giggled.

"How did you get her here?" I asked him, and he smiled and muttered.

"Your father agreed to send her. I asked him for her," he said, and my brows knit in disbelief.

"You did?"

"umm-hnn," he hummed, and I smiled.

"Thank you so much," I said and hugged Madhuri.

"She stays near your chamber, and her mother will be arriving here soon, too. I believe the lone child will be sad," he said, and I looked at him, just standing there.

"Thank you so much, Yuvraj. It really means a lot. I am so happy to have her here," I could not stop myself. Suddenly, my sight fell on a tall, young man with two cow-keepers, bringing Madhuri's mother, too.

"Greetings, Princess," The soldier said, and Yuvraj stepped closer to me.

"Trisha, meet Ashwin, the chief commander of the Pratapgarh who is now serving in the Mahabaleshgarh. And, a really good friend of mine," Yuvraj said, and I adjoined my hands to greet him.

"I saw you with Shantanu," I said, and he lowered his gaze while nodding. "You kept the blade to his neck," I added, and he lifted his gaze.

"I am sorry, Princess, my hands were tied," he said and looked at Yuvraj for a moment. "So, is your loyalty only towards the crown, not the friendship?" I added, and he smiled.

"Umm, Ashwin, you cannot win her," he said, and I chuckled a little.

"Yuvraj asked me to bring her here, especially for you," Ashwin said, and I nodded.

"That's very thoughtful of him, and thank you so much," I said, looking at Ashwin, and he smiled.

"I should leave you two now," Ashwin said, and I nodded.

"I will see you sometime," Yuvraj said to him, and I looked at Ashwin and the soldiers walking away from there.

"Liked your surprise?" he asked, and I could not help but smile.

"Definitely. Thank you so much," I said, and he smirked.

"So, now the peck was worth it for you?" he asked. I stared at him with a smile and then heard Buffalo snort. I immediately looked at her and stepped towards Madhuri.

"Aww, my baby is hungry?" I asked her, and she looked at me with cute and beautiful eyes. "Come here and feed your baby," I said to her mother and held her ropes to pull her closer. Tying her to one of the poles, I looked around to find the water.

I noticed Yuvraj watching me loosely.

"What are you doing?" he asked when I took the small vessel of water to her and bent a little to wash her udders.

"Trisha, your clothes are ruining," he said, and I shook my head.

"Her baby is hungry, and the udders should be cleaned before the baby feeds on them," I replied. After washing them, I brought Madhuri close to her. She immediately began to drink the milk.

"Oh My Goodness," Yuvraj said and immediately held my hand to pull me to the side.

"I think she is pooping," he said, and I smiled.

"She is cute, is she not?" I asked, and he stared at me in disbelief. Suddenly, an attendee's voice caught our attention.

"Princess, Rani maa is asking for you," she informed me, and I immediately nodded.

"Let's go," I said, and as soon as I walked back to the chamber with Yuvraj, I found Maasa waiting for you.

"Where did you two go?" she asked and looked at me from top to bottom.

"Is everything okay?" she asked and walked towards me to dust off a particle of chaff off me.

I immediately nodded. "Yes, I am. Yuvraj brought my buffalo and her child here. I am happy," I could not stop myself from saying, and she looked at me for a moment before smiling.

"Did he?" she asked, and I nodded nervously.

"I would love to meet her," she said and signalled an attendee to come forward. But first, you must quickly change your clothes and go to the kitchen. It is your first kitchen ritual, and all the head priests, the King, and high ranks are waiting for you to serve them. This is when you will meet them. And on the fourth day from today, there will be a two-day feast and grand celebration for your welcome into the Kingdom. There, you will be introduced to everyone," she added, and I nodded.

"I am sorry, I cannot join you here. Prince Ranvijay and Nandani wish to leave today, so I am looking after the gifts and their food," she said, and I nodded.

"ji," I muttered.

"Be quick," she finished and looked at Yuvraj.

"And you," she said. "Your father is asking for you. He said that you wanted to talk to him," she said, and he nodded.

"Yes, but I think it might need to wait for another week," he added, and I looked at the attendees waiting to help me change.

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