Born in a royal family, Ishan Arora had whatever was needed to lead a lavish life. Rich, smart, handsome and the best cricketer. There was no match for him.
Hiya Raj, the pretty and witty actress and doctor coming from a middle class house hold, wa...
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He's the light to her dark
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"Fabulous! Get working to Hiya's plan." Ordered Jaisingh.
"But Papa, what is the guarantee that this plan will work?" Asked Ishan.
"It's a plan worth trying for, Yuvraj." Pandattva said, trying to be polite.
"We can't fight on chances. I won't risk my kingdom and the people here on a random plan. Don't be offended, but Hiya's plan is not full-proof. It has high risk factors." Ishan stated the obvious.
Everyone in the room knew how much of risk this plan had.
"It's me taking the risk, Yuvraj. Please don't create barriers. We don't have time." Hiya spoke softly.
She knew she was risking everything. Her dreams, her parents, her own life.
Ishan didn't like her idea. It was unknown, why he felt the sudden urge to protect Hiya till the end of life. He couldn't imagine her getting hurt when he's still alive.
They looked at each other. Ishan sighed and looked at his father, who nodded in approval. Then to his mother, who looked reluctant but her eyes spoke there was no other option.
He looked at Pandattva, who was only gazing the back side of his daughter. Nobody could feel anything close to what Pandattva must be feeling.
Everyone in the room, were quite. Waiting for the approval from the prince.
"Fine."
"Thankyou, Yuvraj." Hiya thanked and gave him a smile and small nod.
"Maasa, Papa and I will be in your closest vicinity for your safety. Put the thousand soldiers at different places. Let's catch them."
Ishan then ordered to close the doors of the palace, so that the attackers atleast couldn't harm the citizens. Sunil, Pandattva and some other ministers were sent to guard the locals and also search for any attackers amidst them.
It was all a strategy. Ishan knew keeping Pandattva close to Hiya would be a hindrance. Emotions tend to make a person weak. Though his mother didn't show agreement to this decision of his, he didn't mind. He knew what he was doing.
Everyone got to their respective tasks.
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Ishan cleared his throat and Hiya turned back.
"Yes?" She asked.
"You sure you want to do this?" Ishan asked once again.
"Yes, Yuvraj. Helping the people of Akhand Arora will be my pleasure."
