SWASAN- The Sword of Love

|15. SLAVE OR SAVIOUR?|

NIGHT..

PRATHAP PALACE..

Prince Sahil poured the drink in his glass again and started drinking it going under the effect of intoxication when suddenly he heard the noise of a horse. It might be his slave. Smirking at his own thoughts, he whispered, "I am not going to leave you today, Princess!" he dropped his glass and stood up from his royal bed walking out of his room to the out of his castle with unsteady steps where slaves reside. The slaves cannot come inside the palace without permission, so Sanskar might be waiting for him. his smile or smirk didn't leave his lips at the thought of imagining Princess Mithra tied in his slave's chariot or unconscious or whatever. It is too late and all were asleep. And when he comes out of his palace, he stumbled but his guards caught him from falling, "Prince, You must take rest!" one of the guards said sensing him drunk. Sahil jerked them away, "don't order me. I am the Prince here". The guard looked down while he continued to walk unsteadily. He reached near the garden where Sanskar stays, he saw a man looking at the sky showing his back to him wearing an outfit of a Prince, looking just like a Prince. 'JUST LIKE A PRINCE!' he knew who it was, his smile grew wide as he walked to him, he stumbled again and this time Sanskar turned to him and immediately ran near him and caught him from falling. "Prince, are you fine?" Sanskar asked holding him and then noticing the sweat drowned on his face and his eyes so much red. It took him a second to realize that his master is drunk. Even his eyes were red, but not because of any drink, it was because of his pain, it was because of the tears he shed the whole day. "where is she?" Sahil asked smiling. Sanskar's eyes became moist as he frowned hearing his question. "is she in the chariot?" he asked looking around for the horse he gave to him but then he noticed Sanskar staring down and nodding a no. "is she unconscious anywhere?" he again asked happily but he frowned seeing him nodding a no again. "Where is she?" he shouted angrily holding Sanskar's face, though he raised his face, Sanskar's eyes were just staring down with tears rolling down on his cheeks. "where is Princess Mithra? I am asking something to you!" Sahil again asked in a slow and a dangerous yet an unsteady voice. Sanskar closed his eyes taking a deep breathe as he whispered still closing his eyes, "I didn't being her here, Prince!" a slow whisper that made Prince Sahil widen his eyes with fury and shock, his grip loosening from his face...

Sanskar still had his eyes closed and then suddenly he felt a sharp pain on his cheeks and nose and he have fallen on ground hurting his leg, he opened his eyes and touched his nose which had blood, his master had punched him and before he could react, his master slapped him again and has kicked on his stomach making him close his eyes in pain. He got all the slaps, kicks and the punches without complaining. He had his sword with him and his master was also drunk, if he wants, he can save himself. But who is he to go against a Prince? Smiling sadly at his reality, he beared all the frustrations of his master in the form of beatings and then his master stormed inside the castle again angrily. Sanskar looked at his retreating figure with his tears blurred vision, darkness consuming him as he thinks he is going to die. He looked at his right palm, his wound has again got hurt with the cloth she tied him no more there. It was somewhere thrown away when Prince Sahil was hurting him. he is unable to even move, he had lost all his strength. He smiled again sadly remembering Swara, death is going to come to him. not really wanting to struggle with his pain anymore, he just closed his eyes wincing in pain and crying. Until the tiredness reached to an extreme level making him see and think nothing but darkness...

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King Mahendra came out of his tent confused seeing Princess Swara approaching to him at such a late time. "yes, Princess. What happened?" he asked still amused, she bowed herself and touched his legs and then looked at him. "I am sorry for disturbing you majesty. But I actually need to go somewhere, NOW!" she said with the sadness and pain evident in her voice. "now?" the King asked surprised. "do you know where is Prathap palace?" she asked slowly in a whisper but saw him gasping in shock. "do you know how women are treated there?" he asked still in shock, she just bowed her head down. "you want to go there, at this time?" he asked and she could see the way he was getting scared and tensed for her. She just sighed saying, "I have to go there, majesty. Please, help me". The king was getting scared for her, it is a very dangerous place for a Princess like her. "what do you want me to do?" he asked helplessly, she moved a little near him and caught his palms asking, "please tell me the way. I have to go there!" he can see the depth of pain in her voice, she badly wanted to go there. "can you manage there, Princess? It's very dangerous". She nodded to him in confidence and then he told her about the way helplessly and still scared for her...