we wont let you post the third chapter in any thread lashy dii...😉😆
Unress on page ... i don't know...🤣
i couldn't find the page where i ressed...🤣So doing it here...😆Wohi tho!You always light up my Sunday dii!😃.i am waiting for the Sundays now!😳coming to the update...Really?😳 ThanksAs always, i'm left speechless... The stranger's entry... Superb...He costed 4 dams for water...😲'I hope you realise that even Amrit would have cost us less, Sahib!' the heiress stated, using sarcasm to express her disapproval.Perfect reply to the loot he made...😆Yes... though his comeback was even better... and left Heera with no retort to make!And heera! Uff! Every moment makes me love her even more. At such a tender age, she's so bold. Taking care of everyone, forgetting about herself. neglecting her situation, she stepped out to take care f her people. Even so kind towards her chiefs. 😳😳 Yes!'All the lady wants, is to be by herself for a while... and I think she deserves at least that much now, don't you think so?' rare was the occasion when the chief-maid lost her composure, but by the end of that statement, she was nearly yelling.Gauri made a point there. But Heera failed to safeguard herself. 😔She didn't do anything reckless really! It was her ill fate.. or rather good fate.. warna she wouldn't have met him, na?'This will do' she'd thought and crossed over a crude wooden footbridge, taking her place beside its banks ever since.However, three footsteps in and she recognized how unstable the structure was beginning to feel. The planks were creaking as though they were going to split apart, and oddly enough, the ropes were swaying far more than they swayed before 'Was it this rickety, when I arrived?' she wondered, unsure if she must retreat, or swiftly cross over by completing the remaining 12 steps.I'm sure there's someone who is stalking her. May be someone from the mughals.😲Suddenly; he jerked his shoulders, freeing him of her grip. But that, in turn, compelled her unbalanced body to react adversely. Lunging forward to stop herself from sinking, she caught onto the next thing she could hold onto - the cummerbund that wrapped around the many ridges of his well-sculpted ribs.Why is the stranger so annoyed when this helpless lady s holding on to him for help??😲 He's being so rude to her... not good Mr. Stranger!Because he must be thinking... if this lady doesn't know swimming what is she doing around here at the middle of the night near a stream... so he rescued her and brought her ashore near a bank. where there's a rope ladder she could use to climb up.. then also, she kept holding him so she wouldn't be washed away.. she didn't see the rope ladder.. 😆Under the faint rays of the moonlight and behind the gleam of water droplets, there could be no other face that looked more refined. Set against skin that was fairer than fair, the bronzed locks that fell above his shoulders put even the richest shades of brown to shame. With features so sharp and eyes so piercing, she doubted if the man belonged to this country at all.
So beautifully described!👏 is it the shehzada?? Until now,I haven't read about anyone in this story who is more handsome than him!😛
Why will a prince be in some small desolate town repairing a footbridge after it collapsed? And how can a prince be a stranger, Nams?😉
Rude yet helpful! Great Mr. Stranger!😛 So clearly expressed, each scene!
Love you!🤗
Thankooo
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