THE GIRL BEHIND THE THRONE
CHAPTER 1
"Yes! That's the truth Monya.You're not my daughter.I kidnapped you"
That was all I needed to hear.The guy who who I called my father was not my father but some kidnapper who kidnapped me but was not heartless enough to kill me.The guy who brought me up,leading me to believe that I was his daughter.All of it made sense moving places every year,"Dad" changing jobs,getting transferred from one company to another.Everything was a lie,I was living a lie,Everyone I knew and everything I believed in was a lie.
So the million dollar question was Who was I? What was I? Was I a princess? The Princess Manyata or that chawl girl Moniya? All the facts were directing me to the first option "Princess Manyata". The heir to the King Brijraj.Elder sister to Jaynandini.Komal Devi's long lost daughter and Raj Mata's granddaughter.Yes,they were my family,The people who loved me eventhough I was absent in their lives for the last 13 .They still loved me.
What had I done? Would they accept me again? They were trying their best to convince me that I was their Manyata not some Murali's daughter Moniya and I had done the unthinkable.
"Moniya" Murali called out to me breaking the chain of thoughts rummaging through my brains.
"Rajkumari Manayata" I snapped back at him.
I could see the shocked and hurt expression take over his face as he stepped back but I didn't care. It was true that I never snapped back or even spoke harshly to anyone but who cared I was not going to be the same girl anymore.And what did he expect from me? A "Hello Daddy! Awww..!! It's okay I forgive you for kidnapping me but I guess I just have to go and hug my real daddy now".No! even if he expected that he was mistaken.I didn't care if he loved me or not but the truth was he kidnapped me,deprieved me of a mother,my family and the truth.He just let me believe what I always believed.He was never my father.It was all a drama.
"Moniya" He called trying to grab my attention but all I did in response was life my hand and tell him to keep quiet.
I stepped back as the reality hit me.All my thoughts were leading me to nowhere.I continued stepping back as all the memories hit me plaguing my mind.I could feel the tears running down my cheeks.With every step back I let go of each memory forever.
I didnot know where my feet were leading me noe did I know when I reached the last step and at the edge of the staircase that lead to the lower floor.
Suddely my world tipped over,my toes were still touchng the edge of the edge of the step and my body was soon gonna be parallel to the ground,before there was enough time for me to completely lose my balance I felt something encircle my waist and jerk me back up.I was gathered up into a hard chestwith strong armswrapping around me,holding me tight.My legs were too weak due to shock and I collapsed against him.Slowly I turned my head and met his gaze as he looked down at me.My eyes were drifting close.The last thing I saw were some unknown emotions swirling within his eyes.
A/N Constructive Critism PLEASE!
A/N This chapter is not proofread not editied.Will do both when I post the next chapter on Friday.If there are any kinda mistakes just let me know.
A/N Yeah.! I changed a bit here and there.Monya is educated here.Murali is not the watchman but some manager.Monya goes to college,she's around 17 Uday is 18 and J is 16 Uday's sis is 17. Akash and her other friends are middle class and not some chawl wale people.I'm sorry for changing the storyline but I am not very comfortable thinking about poverty!
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