Arhi/Arshi FF: Beautiful and the Beastly - Page 9

Awesome yaar very different no kid is allowed around n i guess there will b no kid in the ff to lolz OMG Arnav is ... Poor guy please update soon

aman is too good!!

i really like this FF... please continue to send me pm's...

Hey!

Arnavs character reminds me of house :) and Aman of Wilson from the show House if you have seen it

This is really exciting FF! I loved the first two parts!! :)
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Thank you for pointing out swatim318 and khusiarnav I have changed it :) it was my mistake i had wrongly read. i just reconfirmed it! thankx

Chapter 3

Khushi made her way towards her mother's bedroom, it was the only place no one would disturb her.

Silently she walked inside, her mother had died due to cancer when Khushi was 16, and five years have past but still the bedroom looked the same as it had when her mom was alive.

Fresh Flowers on one side table; a huge portrait of her mother across the bed. Above the dressing table on the wall. Minus the charming person who had made this room hers.

Khushi walked over to the dressing table, and sat down just as she would when she was 16, her mother would brush her hair and then smile that charming smile of hers.

Khushi touched the comb, remembering her mother's melodious laughter. Then her eyes moved over towards the portrait. She smiled. Without even looking at herself in the mirror she knew she was the spitting image of her mother.

The same sparkling wide brown eyes, the same hair, like silk curtains, the same naughty cherry mouth, the same…

Not the same.

She had her mother's charm, she could twinkle a man in no time, who would get faintly dazed expression in his eyes. Aunt Madhumati had called it the "family smile." And said it was the greatest inheritance. But Khushi didn't do was…

Follow through.

She hadn't even been kissed, let alone get married. And she wouldn't like to be kissed, if the truth be told.

Kisses were messy, and saliva –well, saliva was disgusting.

She always thought one day a man would sweep her off her feet and she might tolerate him kissing her. And it made her think something, about the Yuvraj…

He was incapable… that's it.

They wouldn't have to kiss. She wouldn't have to put up with any thing. He was perfect for her. All she had to do was appear to be carrying a child long enough to marry him, and then pretend to have lost the baby.

She had never met a man whom she couldn't charm into good temper; in fact, she could make a rational argument for marriage to the Yuvraj. She would never cuckold him, for one thing. (A man with his problem had to be afraid of that).

She was the best he could have hoped for: both beautiful and chaste. Practically a saint.

With that decided, she stood up smiling. Its time to meet the Maharaja Khushi Kumari Gupta…

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That night at supper, Khushi's Aunt reported that their meeting with the Maharaja had been a success. "The Maharaja wants to take you with him 1^st thing tomorrow morning." She said turning to Khushi "Apparently you fit perfectly to the Yuvraj's demands. I told him about the scandal, he was unshaken –if not privately delighted-at the sound of it"

"I'm so proud of you Khushi" her father said. "You should start packing, Jiji make sure she takes all essentials." Then he walked over to her and kissed her forehead. "I will miss you."

"I will…" Khushi began but Madhumati cut her off.

"Off to pack sweetheart, I'm sure you have a lot to do."

It's not like she had much of a choice left, so Khushi wet upstairs without another word and started packing.

The next morning Khushi with her dad and aunt was having breakfast when their front door was knocked and a man walked in and announced.

"His Highness, The Maharaja of All Princely states, the respected and honored, Raizada" he finished bowing.

Khushi and others stood up. The Maharaja walked in, he wasn't much old, in his late forties and quite handsome.

"My dear, I'm sorry but I couldn't wait much longer, I afraid we're going to have to leave a little early." The Maharaja spoke in his booming voice, smiling at Khushi. Then he turned towards her father." My apologies, to enter your premises at this hour, but I was too excited to leave." He smiled at him.

"It's an honor your highness…" Khushi's father began but the Maharaja cut him off, Turing to Khushi. "I shall wait for you outside in the carriages my dear." Then he bowing his head a little towards Madhumati he walked out.

In a caravan made up of 4 carriages and 12 groomsmen, Khushi and the Maharaja, arrived at the castle two weeks later. Since the Maharaja had only one topic of discussion every meal –his son –by then Khushi knew enough about her future husband.

Like how during the war he got his leg injured, and his favorite past time is swimming now, though it used to be polo. Also that he used to study medicine before he became the crown prince and now he handles the politics of the south eastern states.

Madhumati had mentioned him as the beast; she now knew he had been given that title after the war because of his impatience and ill temperament, which most probably developed due of his injury. Little did she know that the title had much more to it then just the temperament.

The Morning before their arrival at the castle, Khushi dressed up her best and she looked her self in the mirror. She looked exactly like a princess; she wound some linen cloth around her waist. If he had studied medicine then he might need to see the baby bump.

She thought about the Prince Charming she was going to marry. After all that the Maharaja had told her about her future husband, she believed she was marrying a genius, he had an ill temperament but she was sure she will manage. But there was something about the Maharaja's description about his son that was a little… odd. It felt as if he didn't know him quite well, which couldn't be the case of course.

Khushi leaned forward to the windows, in anticipation. The castle was huge and…Beautiful.

"Its ancient" the Maharaja spoke also moving a little closer "been in the family for ages, one of my ancestor won it in a battle, Arnav had it repaired because he wanted to stay here."

The carriages drew up in an enclosed area in front of a great arched door.

"Ah there you are, Aman" the Maharaja leapt out.

The butler seemed quite young, in his late twenties. "Your highness" he said bowing.

His eyes moved up to Khushi, who had just stepped out of the carriage with the help of a groom. He didn't have the butler's knack of keeping an impervious face; his eyes widened and one eyebrow flew up in an unexpectedly charming manner.

"This is Aman Mathor." The Maharaja said "Khushi Kumari Gupta, my son's fiance. I'm sure Arnav informed you of our impending arrival."

Aman ushered them through the huge doors into a great open room with a huge staircase going up either side.

"Where shall we find my son?" the Maharaja asked. There was something in his voice, some sort of barely suppressed joy that made Khushi wonder.

She took off her coat and handed it to the footman.

"The Yuvraj is in his study, and he has been informed, of course, of your arrival, I sent a footman as soon as we saw the carriages approaching."

"Well I'm afraid I'm too excited to wait for him to come, Study? Right Aman?" the Maharaja asked.

"Yes but –"

The Maharaja strode off, then hesitated, turned around took Khushi's hand "I'll take you with me dear" he said, more to himself and then before she could open her mouth they were halfway up the flight of stairs.

Aman following, behind them. They rounded a corner and Khushi could hear some voices. The Maharaja walked even faster now, she could see an open door at the farther end of the corridor.

They entered the room; it was occupied by a group of men 5 or 6 of them gathered around a table. The Maharaja let go of her hand at last then stepped forward. "Arnav" he said, his voice suddenly hoarse.

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interesting there is more to arnav than meets the eye huh
well lets see how our khushi shall fair against him
oh boy this could get lot tedious
or maybe not letss see whats afoot
man i wonder whats gonna happen next
think am bit confused regardong the character of arnie
see ya soon then

loved it