SWASAN- The Sword of Love

|1. The Beginning|

"I believe that he is more wise and strong! Sorry son! Only one can take part from a country!" his father said. "and you chose him over me?" the king closed his eyes frustrated. 

He knew the capacity of both of his sons. Sahil gets angry very easily, this was a competition which tests their character, their power, their mind! And he knew that his younger son Laksh was more capable for this and winning this competition would increase their pride. And the king Prasad Prathap never loves to keep his reputation at stake. 

"Prince Sahil! It's decided, it's Laksh who will go for the competition!" Sahil looked at his father angrily, he was about to say something when his father said, "I clearly remember what happened when you tried to get the princess you wanted!" Sahil closed his hands in a fist remembering his insult. 

"I was intoxicated that time, father!" he shouted while the king went out of the room carelessly before saying, "but I don't want to take risk, my son!"...

NIGHT..

Prince Sahil was drinking his wine, his eyes red with anger and jealousy for his little brother. "SANSKAR!" he shouted and his 'slave' came to him running. 

"I have newly appointed you here! Did my brother see you till now?" he asked lazily under the effect of his intoxicating drink. "he didn't see me, till now!" his slave answered looking down. 

Sahil smiled wickedly and said, "don't go in front of his eyes in this palace! Go from here, because you are going to take part in the competition held for the powerful sword!" Sanskar looked at him shocked. 

"But it's only for the princes!" Prince Sahil took another glass of drink and started drinking it. "only we both know that you are just a slave! You should just go for the competition telling yourself as a Prince, and you don't need to win the competition!" Sanskar was just looking at him listening to his words keenly. He had to follow them, a slave after all. 

"You just have to not let my brother Laksh win it! Be there till the end of the competition, keep defeating him, do whatever you want, but he should not get that sword. Got it?" he asked and sanskar nodded to him. 

"I heard that Princess Swara Mithra is also taking part!" he whispered smiling seeing his glass. "so when the competition is over. Prince Laksh Prathap should return empty handed and you should return with Princess Mithra! Kidnap her or whatever, but bring her here.." Sanskar nodded to him, Sahil signaled him to go, Sanskar was on his way to go out when Sahil again stopped him. 

"Sanskar!" the slave turned to him and Sahil walked to him still drinking. "I will do everything so that everyone believes that you are a prince! You just do your work!" Sanskar again nodded to him. 

"No one there should touch Princess Mithra!" he again nodded to him like a puppet. "don't forget that you are just going to act like a prince!" he said and moved near him and whispered in a threatening voice, "don't cross your limits, even you should not touch her!" Sanskar again nodded to him. "your wish is my command Prince Sahil!" he walked out saying this while Sahil smirked happily and continued to drink...

NEXT DAY MORNING..

Ragini was helping Princess Swara pack her things for going to the competition. "the chef is asking whether you want to take any food!" Ragini asked looking down, Swara looked at her and sighed, "you are crying?" she asked and Ragini immediately hugged her crying in her embrace. 

"I have no one in this palace except you! How I am going to live without you?" The Princess closed her eyes and sighed as she caressed her hairs. 

Ragini broke the hug and said wiping her tears, "all the best! You will surely win Princess!" she said smiling. Swara cupped her face and wiped her remaining tears and said, "you mean so much to me! I will come back soon! And about living, you are talking as if I am air without which you can't live!" Ragini looked at her. "you can live without me! Why do you consider yourself this much low?" Ragini just looked down and closed her eyes. 

"I will come back soon!" she opened her eyes hearing her. "you also take care!" Ragini nodded to her. "you keep irritating me saying that you are my slave! So now, follow my orders, take proper care of yourself. Okay?" Ragini smiled and nodded to her and again started to pack her things.

Princess Swara wiped her tears before they could escape her eyes. She was going to miss her best friend Ragini, her father, her mother was no more but still she felt her presence in this Palace, she was going to miss her people. But she will still do this, she will definitely win this competition...

NEAR A RIVER..

Sanskar was looking at his own reflection in the water deeply, he looked handsome with the new outfit given by his master. Master! Yes! He had a master and he was just a slave, he had to follow Prince Sahil's orders. Don't know whatever he is going to do are right or wrong, but he only had to remember that it is his master's wish. 

"This will be your horse!" Sanskar turned hearing the voice and saw his master.. Prince Sahil Prathap. "you look like a prince now!" Sahil said looking at Sanskar. "just like A prince!" Sahil said it stressing on the word 'like' and Sanskar nodded to him. 

"you will be called as Prince Sanskar Nikanj there! I have made all the arrangements, do your work properly! Here, take this horse!" Sanskar again nodded to him and got on the horse riding it from there. 

Prince Sahil smirked, he had to stay here, otherwise his father will definitely get a doubt. But all his plans are perfect. His brother Laksh is not going to win and he is also going to get... "Princess Swara!" he whispered deeply and then moved from there to his palace...

MITHRA PALACE..

Princess Swara Mithra had a plate with flowers and a glowing mud candle in it. She did the puja for the god while all the people, were in the palace to send off their humble princess whom they all adored and loved. 

Swara completed her puja and hugged her father, she was about to hug Ragini when she moved back and pointed her index finger showing that all were present there. The Princess sighed and hugged her without listening to her. Few people started gossiping while few felt proud of the humble and the kind Princess. She stepped out of the palace with her horse. She rode the horse as she moved from there wiping her tears and ready to face a new challenge for her motherland, for the powerful sword..

Little did she know, that this journey is going to change her life, her dream of getting the sword of power will change and will make her fall for someone, she least expected!... the journey to the sword of power, where she was going to fight, show her skills, make her nation proud, there she is going to feel something so new and so special... Love!..

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A/N- Hey guys its Raina..

I have written this story long ago in another website and now editing it a little bit and posting it on wattpad too, hope you all will like it.. Do let me know your views.

Bye all, keep smiling..