Inspired by overeactor aka sonu's wonderful fabulous two short i tried something on alzia..š but actually i didn't have any idea that how it came out..š¤¢ .. so please if it looks a bit bearable then let me know if i should post the next chapter or not...
Once Upon In A Moonlit Night
Part 1
As the soft cold breeze touched her calm sleeping face she squirmed in her velvety duvet, she was a little bit confused that how the cold breeze could invoke inside her room bypassing the huge stone walls of palace. She ignored and tried to sleep but again another quick sweep of wind came and gently waved her hair locks falling upon her sleeping face. It really disturbed her a lot. A frown appeared on her beautiful pure face like a flaw. Squeezing her eyelashes a bit she finally opened her long eyelashes revealing her warm black round eyeballs. Those eye balls looked just like the rare black pearl. Beautiful, wise, sharp, as well as innocent and affectionate, as if like the creator had poured all the emotion of a human in those eyes with perfect amount and mixed them up to make those catchy beautiful eyes. The owner of those eyes was none other than but the apple of eye of delhi's sultan Altamash... princess Razia.
Razia's eyes got confused even more when she found the tent's cover on her above rather than the huge decorative ceiling of palace. There was quite dark at the surrounding but still a little silvery light was coming from somewhere and clearing up the darkness a bit. Razia quickly lifted her head from her pillow and sat on the satin smooth royal bed moving her confused eyes everywhere around the royal tent. She couldn't understand that how she reached there. Slowly she started to remember that she had started her journey to multan that morning with his abbu's blessing. She promised abbu to bring back her nani jaan, ammijaan and nasir bhaijaan so that the rift which had started to create between abbu and nasir bhaijaan could be resolved before it went deeper. Razia sighed closing her eyes. She was feeling a huge anxiety and fear in her since she left delhi. She knew that shah turkan and ruknuddin would surely plan something in her absence and would try to manipulate her abbu as usual. The way that shah turkan talked to her before leaving, her cunning smile gave her weird indication that she was up to something. Razia knew that lady by her nerve, she was not happy to leave her abbu at delhi all alone. But there was no choice for her. She just wanted to bring back nasir bhaijaan and others as soon as possible. She sensed that the air was getting warmed between her father and elder brother which she had to stop anyhow.
Razia took some deep breath to calm down her anxious mind and finally when she was back to her normal state she prayed to god to keep her abbu safe from shah turkan and ruknddin's evil intentions till she returned back to delhi. She checked around in a quick glance. They were far away from the Delhi sultanate's coverage and having their night stay at a remote lace in the edge of a forest area. The chief commandant Makrand had ordered every soldier to keep alert as the animals of the forest area could attack. He henceforth requested princess razia to stay inside the tent for the night as it would be danger for her at outside. The oil lamp which chanda lit up before going to sleep had been distinguished by the time. Only the moonlight which was invoking through the tent's entrance was lighting up the darkness a bit. In that small light razia found Chanda and Fatima, her two consorts sleeping soundly on their respective beds. Razia lay back on her bed again and closed her eyes to get some sleep. But the worry about her abbujaan and nasir bhaijaan didn't allow her to sleep. She kept on tossing her bed and finally when she understood that sleep wouldn't come back to her eyes again she opened her eyes again with a big sigh. Again that cold night breeze had started to come inside the tent. Razia covered herself with the warm duvet properly and woke u from the bed. Without disturbing Chanda and Fatima, she came and stood near the tent's entrance.
As her eyes fell outside she was totally spellbound and enthralled by the nature's beauty. It seemed like the moonlit night had made the earth so beautiful. All trees, grassy grounds, night flowers were showering in moonlight. Like some fairy had waved her magic wound and decorated the whole nature with silver. Being inside the palace Razia never experienced nature's beauty like that before. The beautiful nature made her forget about her worry. Her black pearl like beautiful amusement gleamed with amusement and an innocent wide angelic smile spread on her face seeing the silver moon in the sky.
Just some few tents away from the dark corner of a tent someone was keeping an eye on the scene. His sharp eyes were stilled on her face where the silvery moonlight was reflecting through her fair skin and black eyeballs. When that beautiful smile appeared on Razia's face as if like he forgot to breath! He felt his heart thudding loud inside his cage which he never ever experienced in his life. He was just like a vagabond, going with the wind from one country to another and the journey went on. But from the moment his eyes fell on her it seemed like his vagabond heart was getting bound by her. He never ever thought that he would get to see her again. But it seemed like destiny was playing tricks with him. He ended up in the same troupe which was protecting her royal carriage. His ether smelling dupatta flew in the wind and lead him to that troupe and as soon as she get the glimpse of her face inside the cart he just couldn't help but follow the troupe.
Razia adored the beauty of night and remembered the lakeside place where they stopped in the afternoon for their lunch. Chanda was insisting them to stay there for the rest of the day. She knew that it would be full moon that night and the lakeside looked so beautiful in such nights. But Makrand ji was not ready for that. According to him, in moonlit night, animals might come to drink water at lakeside so half heartedly they all left the place. But Razia was having a urge to go again at that lakeside to see the play of moonlights on the water. She never experienced something like that in her whole life. It was like a pool which was calling her. Razia was not like other girl of her age who would be driven by her childish instinct. She took her each and every step with consciousness and measure. She thought before taking each and every step. But at that night the pull was so huge that she couldn't control that. She knew that it might be a huge risk as that lace was inside the dense forest. But at that moment a huge urge and desperate feeling was creating havoc inside her mind to take the risk, to be foolish for some moment. Wise Razia understood that it was her heart's call and she couldn't avoid that. She always believed that peoples heart lead them to the right oath always. Razia tucked her knife inside her cloth for safety and looked around the area where the royal tents were placed on scattered manner. She saw the soldiers at some distant keeping their alert eyes everywhere, holding their swords and other accessories. She must not be caught by those soldiers otherwise she would never be able to fulfill her wish to see the lakeside in moonlit night. Razia smirked and covered herself and her face properly with the duvet so that no one could recognize her. Keeping her alert eyes everywhere, she stepped outside of the tent all alone.
The lean and tall male fig who was watching over razia from distance was getting slightly confused seeing her old actions. When she saw Razia leaving the tent covering herself allover, he just chuckled as his eyes followed her going out from the surrounding area of royal tents. He took some quick firm steps on the grass without making a single sound and followed her. He was curious to see where princess was about to go all of a sudden in that mid of night and also without telling anyone.
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to be continued...š
now waiting for ur reviews... please let me know if i should work further with this story or stop it here...š¤.. cause even to myself it looks so boring type..
and please forgive the typos.. i am really bad at literatureš¤¢
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-INDEX-
part one: above
part two: page 4
part three: page 7
part four (final): page 9
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