My dear Princess

By nidhi181002

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Isha singh Raizadha is a girl from one of the renowned business families of Rajasthan. She completed her mas... More

Characters
1.The Party
2. Brother vs Sister
3. The Wedding Proposal
4. The Wedding
5.Pag phere
6. Trauma
7. Starting a job
8. The Security
9. Blackmail
10. I failed!
11. Hurt
12. A Chance
13. Face-Off
14. Ice cream date
15. A Chat!
16. What is she up to?
17. A spat!
18. A friend!
19. Friends outing
20. Spilling the beans!
21. First kiss!
New Book Announcement!
22. Accusation!
23. Past!
24. Happy Birthday!
25. Gifts!
26. Proposal!
27. Hacker
28. Hide me/her!
29. Abirs' Arrest
30. It was all Planned!
31. Calm down Abhinav!
32. Abir is back
33. Date
34. Let's paint!
35. Dance!
36. Will you be able to save her till coronation?
37. Why is he here?
38. That dreadful day
39. Fireflies
40. Blissful!
41. Aftercare!
42. Pranking him
43. He's in love
44. A chase
45. It won't take long
46. Avoiding her
47. Ishas' plan & Abhisheks' love
48. Only you are allowed to help her!
49. Angry men
50. Apologize to her!
51. The Hawan and Apologies
52. His past
53. His Punishment
55. Plan in action
56. Not my family!
57. The end of enemies
58. Seduce?
59. Our time together
Epilogue
Epilogue II

54. Hail to the King and Queen

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By nidhi181002

Abhinav

The next time I woke up, I was lying alone on the carpet. I looked around to find her and her anklet bells got my attention. She walked out of the closet wearing a simple cotton saree, her wet hair tied in a towel. She walked to me with a smile, bent to my level, kissed my forehead, and whispered,

"Good morning, Nav!" I pulled her onto me by her wrist and wound my hands around her petite waist caging her in my embrace.

"Good morning, Princess." I wished her back and pecked her forehead. We stayed like that for a few minutes and then she asked me to get ready. I obliged.

By the time I walked out of the closet dressed, she was holding my Sherwani dupatta and was folding it. I went to her and back hugged her nuzzling my nose in the crook of her neck, kissing there.

"Nav, don't do that na," She pleaded clutching the dupatta tightly. I left her with a last deep kiss on her neck and came in front of her. She made me sit on the stool in front of the mirror and set my dupatta. Then she tied the shafa/pagdi around my head. She made me wear a few heavy pearl sets not giving in to my requests to keep it simple.

"Done," She exclaimed once she was done with whatever she was doing and came in front to take a direct look at me. She touched her folded hands to her forehead making me chuckle.

"Don't laugh, Nav. You are looking so handsome, what if someone cast an evil eye on my precious baby?" She chided, took a little kajal from her eye, and applied it behind my ear.  Sometimes she becomes my mother and does things that I yearned to experience seeing my friends. 

"Did you just call me baby, Princess? You know I can make you bear our babies, right?" I teased and her cheeks flushed pink at my words. She hit my chest lightly, I pulled her by wrist and she landed on my lap. She hid her face in my chest making me chuckle at her.

"Now, you are ready to be a king, my prince," she announced getting off from my lap. I nodded at her with a smile and left to check the arrangements before she got dressed. I offered help but she refused saying I distract her more and help less.

By the time, I completed checking everything, Dadi sa came to me and asked me to proceed to the courtroom. I followed her along with Abhishek, Abir, and Ishaan. Abhigya is with Isha and Dadi sa said they will be coming in a few moments.

The sounds of Dhol and tashe along with other instruments reverberated in the courtroom as we entered after the announcer announced our entry. Everyone stood up from their seats to show respect towards the king and the future king. Dad and I moved to the throne followed by Dadi sa, Dadu sa, and the boys. 

I stood on the last step, beside the throne along with Dad while Abhishek and Abir stood a step lower along with Ishaan, Dadi sa, and Dadu sa. I saw a glimpse of Isha standing on a higher pavilion looking at me with a huge smile. She gave me an encouraging smile when our eyes met and I nodded at her. Dadi Sa said she could enter the courtroom only after my coronation, i.e., at the time of her coronation and it was non-negotiable.

"Today, I take immense pride and pleasure to announce my only son, the first heir of Rathores, Yuvraj Abhinav Singh Rathore as your king and my successor. You all know his achievements as the CEO of Rathore groups and are well aware of his capabilities. I am confident that he will fulfill his responsibilities as your king with equal passion and care."  Dad completed his announcement, made me wear the crown, and passed me our ancestral sword. I took the sword and touched it to my forehead as a mark of respect and then he made me sit on the throne.

I looked up to find Isha but she was not present there. Suddenly, the announcer's voice announcing the entry of the Queen caught my attention and my gaze turned to the entrance of the courtroom. 

The moment my eyes landed on her walking towards me, everything else faded from my vision. My heart started beating at a faster pace as if it wanted to leap out of my ribcage and reach her, the essence of my life. Amid all the sounds of dhols and hails to the King and Queen, I could still hear my own heart thumping madly. And the moment she lifted her gaze and met mine, she gave me a sweet smile and I was dead. I wanted nothing more than her to keep me alive.  She is that one addiction of mine, that I never want to leave.

My trance broke when Abir poked my leg from the front making me glare at him.

"Go and help my Bhabi maa, that lehenga must be heavy to carry while climbing the stairs." He whispered and I nodded at him before stepping forward to help her up the stairs. He too followed me behind me along with Ishaan.

I forwarded my hand and she kept her palm in mine with a smile. I started helping her up while Ishaan and Abir helped her with the dress and the long veil. She shot them a thankful smile once we climbed the last step and we both turned to the attendees with a smile on our face, hands joined together.

"Today I, Abhinav Isha Singh Rathore, take an oath to fulfill my responsibilities with utmost sincerity and to strive hard to meet your expectations from your king with the blessings of Mahadev, the guidance of my grandfather, father, uncle, together with my queen and brothers beside me. And, now I announce my Pride the Queen of my heart, Mrs. Isha Abhinav Singh Rathore as  the Queen of our dynasty." As soon as I completed the hall filled with the hails to their queen and king. I made Isha wear her crown and Dadi sa took our aarthi before we both settled on the throne.

Then I made Abhishek wear the crown of a prince while Abir requested his Bhabi maa to do the honors. She happily obliged after getting a nod from me and the go-ahead from Dadi sa and Dadu sa along with Papa.

Once the event concluded we moved to the terrace to address the common people of Rajasthan. We all greeted them and they all blessed us to have a great future and a healthy heir. Isha flushed red at the blessings related to heirs.

We both gave them gifts and clothes and Isha forced all the youngsters to join us after a while saying she wanted everyone to have the blessings of our people. After that, people moved to have lunch arranged for them. Papa took me to meet a few important people who work in our trusts and hospitals while Isha and her brothers-in-law along with her brother started serving the dishes to people along with the caterers.  She interacted with a few people and listened to them attentively. I know she will make the best queen.


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