Chapter 7
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Chapter Seven
Flowers. They were everywhere. Huge arrangements that filled Kripa's bedroom and spilled out into the hallway. And still the deliveries came, and with every delivery Kripa's anger grew.
Angad had returned her to Pritvi and Aaliyah's by midafternoon, and the floral deliveries had started almost immediately.
"A bit extravagant, but sweet," Aaliyah exclaimed as she surveyed the floral wonderland of Kripa's bedroom.
"Sweet?" Kripa stared at Aaliyah in disbelief. "The man is a lunatic. He's obviously trying to buy me and it's not going to work. He doesn't understand the meaning of no, has probably never been told no in his life. He's extravagant and spoiled."
"The spoiled prince is waiting for you in the foyer," Aaliyah announced with a grin.
"Good. I intend to give him a piece of my mind." Kripa left her bedroom, anger coursing through her. Thank goodness she hadn't told him she loved animals, otherwise there would be an entire zoo in Pritvi and Aaliyah's house.
Her anger dissipated somewhat as she stepped into the foyer and Angad greeted her with a wide grin. He looked so handsome, with his eyes gleaming with pleasure and his lips curved into an expectant smile. "You are pleased?"
"No, I'm not pleased," she replied curtly.
"But, you said you liked flowers." His smile fell away, replaced by bewilderment.
Kripa was unable to sustain her anger as she realized he had truly meant to please her and was clueless about why she wasn't delighted.
"Angad, I said I love flowers, but I also said I love gardening."
"When we are married, you may spend all your free time gardening," he exclaimed.
Kripa sighed. "We come from two very different worlds. I'd rather be a schoolteacher in Washington than a princess in a loveless marriage."
"Perhaps I should have sent jewelry instead of flowers," he mused, more to himself than to her. "I thought you wanted flowers."
He didn't get it. He simply didn't get it, Kripa realized. He was so accustomed to buying what he wanted, getting what he desired. He didn't understand she could only be won over with love.
"Come with me," she said suddenly and grabbed him by the hand.
"Where are we going?" he asked as she pulled him out the front door.
"The flowers you sent showed me a lot about your world. Now I'm going to show you a little about mine."
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Flowers. They were everywhere. Huge arrangements that filled Kripa's bedroom and spilled out into the hallway. And still the deliveries came, and with every delivery Kripa's anger grew.
Angad had returned her to Pritvi and Aaliyah's by midafternoon, and the floral deliveries had started almost immediately.
"A bit extravagant, but sweet," Aaliyah exclaimed as she surveyed the floral wonderland of Kripa's bedroom.
"Sweet?" Kripa stared at Aaliyah in disbelief. "The man is a lunatic. He's obviously trying to buy me and it's not going to work. He doesn't understand the meaning of no, has probably never been told no in his life. He's extravagant and spoiled."
"The spoiled prince is waiting for you in the foyer," Aaliyah announced with a grin.
"Good. I intend to give him a piece of my mind." Kripa left her bedroom, anger coursing through her. Thank goodness she hadn't told him she loved animals, otherwise there would be an entire zoo in Pritvi and Aaliyah's house.
Her anger dissipated somewhat as she stepped into the foyer and Angad greeted her with a wide grin. He looked so handsome, with his eyes gleaming with pleasure and his lips curved into an expectant smile. "You are pleased?"
"No, I'm not pleased," she replied curtly.
"But, you said you liked flowers." His smile fell away, replaced by bewilderment.
Kripa was unable to sustain her anger as she realized he had truly meant to please her and was clueless about why she wasn't delighted.
"Angad, I said I love flowers, but I also said I love gardening."
"When we are married, you may spend all your free time gardening," he exclaimed.
Kripa sighed. "We come from two very different worlds. I'd rather be a schoolteacher in Washington than a princess in a loveless marriage."
"Perhaps I should have sent jewelry instead of flowers," he mused, more to himself than to her. "I thought you wanted flowers."
He didn't get it. He simply didn't get it, Kripa realized. He was so accustomed to buying what he wanted, getting what he desired. He didn't understand she could only be won over with love.
"Come with me," she said suddenly and grabbed him by the hand.
"Where are we going?" he asked as she pulled him out the front door.
"The flowers you sent showed me a lot about your world. Now I'm going to show you a little about mine."
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