A Royal Love - AK - LAST PART PAGE 10 - Page 2

Originally posted by: spvd

part 2
nice...
so Kripa and Maithali are twins...
and Maithali is dead?
and Kripa was kidnapped at young age and now shes back after Maithali's death?
Angad loved Maithali?
cont soon dear...

Part 3

"wait so who killed who?" Angads question startled Kripa out of her thoughts

"I was tied on a chair and the girl with the same face as me…strangled herself with the rope…maybe it's a metaphor or something like, becoming Princess Manayta is killing me as in Kripa what I was before I came here…." Kripa didn't sound convinced as she said it

"yeah that's probably it" Angad also wasn't convinced "Maithali would also have similar dreams, but she always say Manayta escaping…I am going to go now I'll see you later."

As Angad left Kripas house he couldn't stop thinking about what she said…her dream…Maithali would tell him about similar dreams…but she never did complete the dream…she never did say Manayta ran away she just got quiet or cried. Nothing really did make sense.

*FLASHBACK*

"Angad, lets go somewhere" Maithali screamed in his ear

"I made reservations for us to eat…its an amazing restaurant"

"I am already used to good food…I want to go to the beach..Angad…please"

"Your mom wont be happy"

"when is she happy?

*END OF FLASHBACK*

"Manayta dear, how are you" The Queen entered her room with a plate full of food

"I am okay…" Kripa was alarmed at the Queens entrance – she usually didn't talk to Kripa at all

"You weren't at the party? And the slaves said you haven't eaten anything…you never miss your meals?"

"I was at the party…." Kripa was unsure why she was lying but the fact that the queen watched what she ate worried her

"Dear, I was there I did not see you…"

"I did not see you…" Kripa responded

The Queen was annoyed with Kripa, and clearly did not believe she was at the party

"Well..I guess you don't need to eat, you probably ate well at the party" The Queen challenged Kripa with her voice, she was mocking her.

"Your right, I am not hungry because I ate at the party" Kripa knew starving herself wouldn't convince the Queen but she was adamant on not giving up.

"Well fine then" the Queen gently put the food on the bedside table, as if trying to lure Kripa with it "Manayta dear, I also had to have a talk with you"

Kripa watched as the Queen pronounced every syllable of every word she said as if making sure she did not make a mistake…Kripa wondered how the Queen would sound when she was angry, how she would be when she lost her composure.

"Manayta..are you listening?"

Kripa nodded

"Angad…your fianc…are you two getting along?"

Kripa nodded again

The Queen looked genuinely surprised "well…he was having difficulty after Maithali's death…he has odd suspicions…a bit of a …paranoia? Do you understand? He doesn't understand that people pass away…his family is a crazy one.

"Then why am I marrying him…if you find him so crazy"

"He's not crazy, I mean he's a good boy…the future ruler of this country…after marrying you he'll be the King, and evidently he'll win the elections…no doubt on that...what I meant was he just believes that Maithali died an unnatural death…and its not good for the elections..and-"

"Maithali did die an unnatural death…she was killed…"

The Queen went quiet, and looked uncomfortable

Kripa was at Angads house, for the family dinner. The dcor in Angad's house closely resemembled the dcor in the orphanage, Kripa worked in. It was bright and cheerful, but still had the aura of a depressing atmosphere.

"Manayta..or Kripa? Aliya was telling me you preferred Kripa?" Naina, Angads mother asked trying to make conversation

'I prefer Kripa" Kripa answered "Your home is quite cozy"

"Oh, thankyou Kripa…its not as big as your mansion but we try"

"No, really it feels more at home than my own home…I mean in India, I used to work at an orphanage, and it may not seem like a compliment – but I really mean it as one – this home feels as cozy as that did" Kripa said trying to figure out how to convince her she meant it in a good way

Dillip, Angads father, cough-choked when Kripa mentioned the orphanage, and gestured for Kripa to not speak more

"Oh Really, my sister runs an orphanage in India, oh Maya, I miss her so much" Naina said in a dreamy voice

"Coincedently Maya is the orphange's owner name at my orphanage too" Kripa regretted this statement as she saw Dillip smack his face.

"Maya Khanna? At Happy Orphange, Mumbai?" Naina asked

Kripa nodded afraid to say anything else…

"Oh Mayaaa………..I miss her..I miss my sister…Why cant I go visit her…." Naina began wailing

"dear…please don't cry we visited her last month…" dillip tried calming her down

"Last Month? Now not seeing my sister for a month is a good thing?"

"I am so sorry , I didn't mean to make them upset" Kripa apologized to Angad, as they sat in his room

"Don't worry, Mom gets upset over spoiled milk…" Angad said laughing – a genuine laugh

"Your room is really nice…Kripa said looking around

Angads room was huge – not as big as her new room, but bigger than the average room. The room was full of pictures of the both of them- well Angad and Maithali…There was a guitar hung on the wall, and a bookshelf full of CDs.

"Maithali…decorated it with pictures of us…she loved taking pictures…I swear if you look in your closet you'll probably find an album full of Maithali posing infront of a mirror…and pictures from every moment we spent togeather...she photographed everything,,,animals..lamps she never spared anything"

"You guys were really close" Kripa didn't mean it as a question, she was stating a fact

"Well, for Maithali after her camera I was the most important, and Maithali always thought she was second for me…after my guitar"

"You play the guitar?" Kripa felt stupid asking, she had seen the guitar but never really imagined Angad playing it.

"Yeah, I love music, I wanted to be a musician...but…" Angad stopped looking upset

"but?"