Thinking about what to do, she slept in a disturbed state.
Morning sun raised and everyone started to do their work, except one person.
"Rishab! I saw you come back last night with that peasant." Deepali states with a hate look as she stands just few feet away from the Prince in his piano room.
"Peasant?" he said with a mocking laugh which died immediately "Why don't you join us in the 21st century, Deepali?" he asked facing her.
"Always the rebel!" shaking her head.
"Always will be!" he stated as a matter of fact.
"I know you better than anyone else Rishab!" she says as she took a step closer to him "And I care more than anyone for you!" another step and came closer to him.
At the same time, outside Princess study room, Miss. Rosella came out pushing the wheelchair with Pakhi in it.
"We really do need to finish your English lesson!" she said.
"Blah Blah Blah" Pakhi said mocking her.
"I will meet you in the library in ten minutes! Wait for me!" her tutor said smiling at her childish behavior.
And leaving her student there, she turned on her left while the little girl went on right.
And from there, she went directly to the music room of Prince to check if he was somewhere there.
"I do care! Rishab!" Deepali said as she neared closer to him while he looked at her with no expression on his face.
"I seriously doubt that!" he said.
"Then let me show you!" she said in a husky way as she put her hand on his shoulder and lifted herself on her feet as she inched her face to him.
And right at the moment, Madhu who came there, witnessed the scene folding in front of her, left from there with hurt screaming out of her system.
"No!" he said and pushed the lady in front of him as his eyes travelled to the open door of the room.
"What's the matter?" she asked.
"You have to stop it!" he said seeing her face with disgust as he moved away from her and stood with folded arms "It's not gonna work!"
She with a hurt and uncertain face "But you need me!" as she took a step forward but stopped as he showed his hand to stop her there "You don't know how to be king!" she added innocently.
"You would love for me to believe that!" he said looking at her eyes "Wouldn't you?" he questioned. With a laugh, he continued "I did for a while believe that you changed for good. And I even believed that you loved me!" with seriousness "But you love the spotlight! You love the attention! You love the royalty! And you are never going to change!" he finished.
"No!" shaking her head "You are the one who will never change!" in a challenging tone "You will fall without me by your side!" walking around him "You will fall apart under the slightest bit of pressure!" standing in front of the door "You will regret this decision of yours!"
"I will take my chances!" he said with confidence and no care for her as he left from the room, passing her.
***
As time passed, evening came and Madhu was in her room, reading her notes and seeing the adoption papers and birth certificates as hesitation was evident in her eyes.
Closing her laptop, she played with her finger until an idea stuck her head and she pulled out her phone from her side table and composed a number.
"Hello! My baby girl!" her father replied on the other side alongside working and cleaning his restaurant.
"Hello!"
"How is my little girl?" sensing something in her voice.
"Sorry Papa! I haven't had much time to check on you and call!" she said sincerely.
Smiling "No problem dear!" he said "How it's going with my hotspot reporter?" he questioned.
She came direct to the point "Remember you told me I have to take chances to win!"
"Yes Dear! Those are the words to live by!"
"What if those chances ended up hurting somebody who didn't deserve it?" she asked hoping to get an useful answer.
"I think I'm gonna need more info that that dear."
"What if my story ends up hurting somebody who is already been through a lot?"
Thinking for few seconds, her father replied "Look my little girl! I don't know anything about your job! But this I do!" he smiled "You gotta listen to your heart! It will always tell you the truth!" he said seeing his wife's pic near the counter.
"Classic fatherly advice!" she finally smiled as if getting a piece of mind.
"Better than a fortune cookie, huh?" he said relieved that he could do something for his daughter.
"Yes Pa" and she got interrupted by a knock on the door as her eyes fell on the papers exposed in front of her.
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