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Part Four

They had a great time in Paris and even stopped under the Eiffel Tower after their late dinner. She was eating ice cream happily. He merely gazed at her. She got something on her chin again. He couldn't help but reach over and wipe it off. She always looked cute in these moments. She leaned away thinking he would kiss her this time.

However he simply wiped off the ice cream from her chin and gazed at her.

She smiled but then suddenly had a flashback.

" I am through with eating now. Is there anything we can do for fun here?," she inquired.

He smiled.

" Chalo humare saath," he said.

They approached a shooting range.

" Hum dono rajwaade hain. We both should be good at shooting," he said as he took aim and hit the bull's eye.

She covered her ears. Then she opened her eyes. He helped her hold the gun. He tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. She tried to aim. He showed her how to vision her target. She made it!

She high fived him, and they shared a laugh.

She snapped out of it when she felt his hand on her arm. She looked at him wide eyed.

"I remember us going to the shooting range," she stated.

He looked at her stunned.

"That was in India. That was one of our first dates," he admitted.

"Really?," she inquired.

"It was sort of a wager. I had to blackmail you to come with me," he admitted.

She looked at him surprised.

"You are so much fun. I needed to be blackmailed to come with you?," she quipped.

He nodded.

"I must have been stupid. I am glad we are together here now," she stated as she touched his arm.

He tucked her arm with his and they continued on towards the station to catch the next train back to London.

The arrived at the London station it began to rain. She started to dance around. He looked around surreptitiously . After the incident he had become more concerned for her safety.

It seemed safe enough and soon the driver had arrived. He grabbed her by the arm.

"Roger please turn up the heat!," he called out as he covered Manyata up.

"That was fun. I am doing it again when we get back home," she quipped.

He gave her a stern look.

"What? Do you always look at me like that when you are mad?," she inquired.

"Maybe," he replied.

Manyata rolled her eyes.

"I saw that Rajkumari Manyata. Now please sit still until we get back. You will go to your room and change when we get home. No more rain dancing tonight," he declared.

She looked at him with a feeling dj vu. Why did his tone remind her of another time and place altogether? His stance now reminded her of someone else. Someone else who had perhaps been strict with her.

'One question Udayveer, are my parents strict?," she inquired.

Udayveer smiled slightly.

"Komal Aunty not so much. Uncle Brijraj is another story. You drove him crazy when you first returned back to us," he quipped.

Manyata smiled.

"So I was the wild child not my sister?," she inquired.

"Jai Nandini was spoiled but you were always the one meant to be the heir to Dadisaab's throne," Udayveer stated.

They arrived back at the mansion. She was shivering as she got out. He put an arm around her and led her inside.

He handed her a towel and told her to start drying herself. She did as he told her. He quickly changed and returned to find her still in her wet clothes.

"Manyata?" he called out to her.

She seemed to be in some trance. It broke once he snapped his fingers.

"Oh hi," she muttered.

"Chalo change karlo," he said.

She merely nodded and went and grabbed a nightgown. She emerged and he told her to take a seat. He dried her hair for her properly. He pretended to massage her head.

She smiled knowlingly.

Suddenly she had another flashback.

She was cursing him out for something and then she realized what she was saying.

"Sorry Udayveer galti hogayi," she said holding her ears.

"Manyata kya hogaya tumhe? You know I cannot go without your colorful praises for me every day," he quipped.

The flashback ended. She turned to face Udayveer.

"I used to curse at you? How awful of me," she muttered.

"Manyata I don't think it would be right for me to tell you more tonight. As for the curse words, I never took it to heart," he assured her.

She nodded.

"Chalo, now you should get some sleep. You got a massage and your hair is dry now. Now be a good girl and sleep," he stated.

She nodded but was lost in thought as he tucked her in. The warmth of his voice and comforter lulled her to sleep rather quickly.