" You what aksh !?!!?!" ….his voice barely covered the underlying rage as he turned around to throw the golden vase kept by the window which came flying across the room, missing me just by a lucky inch.
The impact of it hitting the wall and the metal sound made me shut my eyes in horror and tremble like I didn't ever.
" We saw akshat, and the girl. In an inappropriate position. The girl was a second away from fainting out of terror. " ……..the words pushed themselves out at a go as I wasn't allowed a chance to breathe.
His eyes widened with a look of distress and many other unidentifiable expressions.
Perhaps, the terms for which haven't been coined yet.
He stood speechless in the middle of the room as I turned my head slightly to look at the vase lying on the floor, the flowers scattered, and the glass elephant previously kept on the shelf, shattered to pieces on the floor.
I bowed as low as I could and started retreating as slowly as I could.
Truth often breaks us into pieces and scatters us like the pieces of glass which were currently laid near him on the floor.
And like always, I could do nothing but pray.
Pray that even if history does repeat itself after this, may it obstruct the details. The bloodshed, the destruction, the gloom and regret. May all of those be blocked out this time.
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(Neutral perspective)~
"FATHER! " …………The loud scream echoed throughout every wall of the huge palace as the man winced in pain trying to free himself from the heavy chains weighing his arms down.
Aksh flinched at the echo, his feet instinctively turned towards the source as he found himself in front of the prison which will probably be printed in the pages of history for caging a royal in his own palace.
His maddening eyes conveyed the immense rage on account of which he almost shivered.
" Aksh! This is the last chance I'm giving you. Get me out. You won't like the consequences otherwise. You'll be fired and your family will be put to death. I swear aksh. Unlock this. Now." ……..he threatened. And if the tone of voice was given the ability to kill a person, aksh would have been six feet under the ground by the given time.
But aksh, even though scared initially, highly disliked the drag of his family into this. Therefore, no question of freeing him.
" I'm not answerable to you, first of all. You wouldn't even be able to touch a single eyelash of any one related to me. Let alone harming my family members. Suit yourself here, maybe this is where you belonged all this while." ………aksh spat out, and saying that he surprised himself would be an immense underestimation of the rush of bravery he was feeling at that moment.
Akshat realised the situation he was in, and it didn't take him a minute to suppress his ego and build a trap.
" Bhai. I'm telling you. That girl is a psychopath. She's trying to trap Agastya Bhai. She's a total mad woman. We need to save Agastya Bhai from the psychopath. I know it. She looks so innocent but trust me, she is so cunning that even you are trapped and I also got trapped for a spare moment. But I know these types of mad women. " …….
Before aksh could even process a reply, a loud gasp was heard from their left.
As both of them turned their heads, they saw the said 'mad woman'.
As she took her heavy but hurried steps towards them, her anklets rang heavily and uncontrollable breathing was heard.
" You Little piece of shit!" ….she cursed loudly as both of their eyes widened, having heard a woman curse out loud for the first time.
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Historical FictionWhen two opposites collide with each other without having the knowledge of the consequences, chaos is inevitable. A hard-headed, independent, courageous girl who would never bend. A stubborn, passionate, demonic man who wouldn't accept it for what...
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