Thank you to my dear Comrades who commented and liked the last chapter. Sorry, but no time for thanking anyone individually as of now, but will mention just two people: allzwell and serialmaniac (preetianjita). Preeti had been busy with her exams and could not make it here and I was so happy to find her back again! Just when I was about to leave...
Now, why am I mentioned these two? Because I always get comments with readers trying to say how they loved or liked or was pleased with an update. But these two, in the latest comments, have boldly said what was on their mind. What they disliked, they stated and I can only thank them for being honest with me. It takes great effort to be real frank to the writer if one is dissatisfied with the way a character has been developed. I bow to you two for your words and your heart to tell me so! Thankyou! And about your queries, I cannot help it. The tale is about a cold man who is not himself often and hence those around him, knowing what he can become, dare not refute him in times of his possible vulnerability. They will slowly learn to overcome their fear of his "otherness" but it will take time for them just as how it will take time for this hard man to learn more of warmth and love...Hope you understand dears. And hope you will be with me to help me make him learn his lessons.
Chapter One Hundred Two: The Sister's Demand
Standing at the doorway of her brother's room, Lady Anjali's eyes looked from the girl fleeing down the stairs to her brother standing at the other end of the room, near the open window.
"What is all this, Chotey?" she demanded firmly, her gaze pained.
"What is what?" Lord Arnav walked to his bed and picked up the shirt that he had stripped off last night.
Lady Anjali frowned at him, as he shrugged into his shirt, "I cannot understand what you intend by all this madness. For no reason, you throw that poor girl into the dungeon to spend the night in the cold and darkness, and in the morning I see her in your room and you trying to push her out the window!"
Lord Arnav made for his bathing chamber, muttering, "I can't believe you are siding for that girl again. Besides, I wasn't really-"
"Atrocious!" his sister said, not hearing him. Her eyes had begun to fill, but her words were resolute, "I am disappointed in you, Chotey! Greatly disappointed!"
"Oh please, Di!" Lord Arnav said impatiently, walked into his bathing chamber and shut the door with a loud bang, and Lady Anjali's tears streamed down her face. She left the room and made for Nani's room.
A few minutes later, bathed and washed, Lord Arnav stepped out of his bathing chamber in his bath robe. He was walking past his bed, heading for the wardrobe, when something on the bed caught his eye.
Curious, he stepped toward it. Frowning with thought, his hands reached forward. Holding it in his palm, he watched it glitter and realised with a strange feeling that it was her necklace. The tiny gold heart stared dimly back at him, lying within his cold palm and he clenched his fist and shut his eyes remembering how he had treated the owner of the necklace since the outcome of last night's walk with Lady Lavanya.
His sister's sad voice from the morning reached out from his memory and he threw the necklace upon the bed, stormed out of the room and headed for his sister's room downstairs. When not finding her there, he went to the next possible place he was sure he would find her. Nani's room.
Striding up the stairs and along the corridor, he did not stop until he had reached the door and without bothering to knock, he barged in and beheld his sister crying on her grandmother's lap who looked pale as she sat in the armchair, rocking.
The room was dark and the curtains not drawn apart for the hands that had taught the room to see the light had a shadow over her heart after a night's stay in the deadly dungeons.
Nani stopped rocking and shot the man at the door a cold stare, "What is it, Chotey?"
"I came for Di," he said, stepping inside, "Di?"
Lady Anjali did not look up. Nani caressed her granddaughter's hair, "He is calling for you, bitiya."
Lady Anjali stared at the wall, her chin on her grandmother's lap, "Tell him I do not want to see him."
Lord Arnav grunted impatiently, "Di! Stop acting like a child-"
"You're the one acting irrationally," Lady Anjali shot at him, "You do not pause to think and end up doing deeds that wound those who care about you."
"I care only about you," stated Lord Arnav, angry and worried at the same time.
"And you have hurt me," said Lady Anjali looking away, "Nani, please tell him to leave."
Nani looked at him. He looked only at his sister, "I won't leave this room without you, Di."
"I am going nowhere," said Lady Anjali, "Besides you never let me venture out of this Castle either. You trap me here and you drag other people into the snaps of your anger."
Lord Arnav clenched his fists, "Di, I do not keep you here with intentions to make you feel ensnared or trapped. I am only doing what's best for you."
"And this is what is best for me?" asked Lady Anjali looking at him.
"Bitiya-" Nani began but Lady Anjali had already stood up and walked towards her brother.
Standing before him, she looked up, her sad eyes puffy from the crying since last night, "To look at what you have become is so painful to me now, Chotey, that I wish I never had the best you want me to have."
"Di!" Lord Arnav reached for his sister but she stepped away.
"Don't come near me," she said firmly, sniffing, and looking away, "Don't talk to me either or expect warmth from me until you have gone and apologized to Miss Kushi."
"What?!"
"Yes, Chotey," said Nani, rising up, "The servants are all over the place searching for her but she is nowhere to be found. Think back to all that you have done to her since last night, then go find her yourself and sincerely make amends. She is entitled to your apology and you will give it to her."
"Only then, Chotey," said Lady Anjali, "Only then come to me."
"Fine!" he growled angrily and stormed out of the room and headed for his room.
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IMPORTANT NOTICE: Now, as to what we are left with. I am leaving tomorrow to see my parents and will not be able to come to the Forum for two weeks. I will return only on 25th November. I had been giving you "daily" updates for the past two-three weeks and I do feel worn-out. But I can't imagine leaving you deprived of your little happiness in the Inn either. Hence, the choice was hard to make and I asked you to help me decide. Your decisions, varied and explained and understood, have made my choice even harder to make. But I was saying goodbye to Aura in college today when it struck me. We were silently hurt , of course, by the fact that Barun was taking a break. An ambiguous break! A suspicious break! But we were willing to remain silent and not think over it. I was walking back home when I realized that it's coincidental that Barun's departure should be announced along with mine. Barun will be on screen for three weeks more of course, but I know you will watch him with an indescribable pain in your heart. Hence, the absence of my updates for two painful weeks might only add to the pain. Maybe. And so, when I had reached home, I had decided what I would do. Not for me but for you. Just for those who love me and my FF. I made my decision. But it depends on you if I can make it happen. I'll quote what I wrote a page back:
Originally posted by: Aquiline
If the comments to this chapter reaches this thread to the 149th page before tomorrow morning...the decision is made.
You have exactly 12 hours to take this thread to its final dock. To its 149th page. If by the expiry of the 12th hour, we are still in this thread, I depart to return to the Inn after two weeks.
So, the ball is in your court. You have 12 hours. Take it or leave it. I am waiting to know the outcome to make my final decision.
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