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CHAPTER 2: The Pendant
Sharon was dressed in knee-length attire that had a thin satin fabric with a netted attachment that covered her yet, revealed most of her. Sitting on a stool, one that had a soft-cushion placed on it, right in front of the mirror that touched the two vertical ends of the wall she simply slid her fingers along the length of her thick curls making the water droplets, at the edge of her strands scatter. Her eyelids parting away slowly, looking up at the reflection in the mirror with her cheeks turning the shade of pink.
Suddenly an arm encircled around her waist, its grip tightened at the very second when her head fell back and her eyelids met as Swayam's image appeared at the huge mirror, just next to her. With a deep breath she was set to register the moment which for her seemed to be beautiful and she was sure that it would be beautified with every passing second.
Swayam was on his right knee just behind her. He rested his chin on her shoulder, whereas his nose was gently traced down her cheek and rested on her neck. He could smell the fresh flowery essence of the angel in his arms. He shifted the hair onto the other shoulder and while doing so his hands traced the back of her neck which at the very instant sent tickling sensation, a shiver down the spine making her body fall on his, even more, minimising the space that was barely present. Her legs stretched ahead while her hand intertwined with his that curled around her waist. His fingers clutched into a fist grabbing some of the fabric that covered her. She hardly felt herself dressed and with his lips tracing the droplets along the length of her neck. This very action of his made her skin burn under the heat and a tempting sensation that made her lose her senses.
She felt him scratching away the netted attachment of her dress to which she snapped her eyes open inviting the most shocking surprise of Swayam tearing apart her attire. She dug her nails deep into his flesh making him smirk. He for once looked deep into the drowning eyes and within an instant her eyelids met not wanting to fall apart while her lips curved into a shy smile. He had a satisfying smile and he soon freed her from the netted attachment. Each and every inch of her skin felt like being tickled.
He swept her off the stool, leading her to her bed that had cottony-soft mattress which felt like floating on the clouds. She was soon thrown on the bed, her mind anticipating things that would be coming up while her eyes still closed. She clutched the bed sheets, waiting with baited breathe for him to come over and carry-on with what he has made her imagine all of.
She felt her name being called out but she chose to ignore as she was all interested about the heating up atmosphere between the two of them. She shyly moved back when a hand stroked on her upper arm. She found him abruptly shaking her to which she frowned and opened her eyes to shot back a glare to him but the very next second she sat with a jolt.
She saw her maidens standing in front of her, tensed and nervous. She scanned the entire room and to her surprise there wasn't any sign of his existence in her room. She again glanced back at the maidens who had their eyes glued to something across her, following their gaze did she realize that they were actually astonished to see her bed, her bed - which by the time was a complete mess - something that was been witnessed by them earlier as well, almost every morning. She felt embarrassed for making her bed look like she had just had an intercourse, which she almost dreams off every night and then in the morning the maidens find her stirring in bed, like this. Alas! She had been dreaming about him, ever since she had fallen for him. She got off the bed and passed by them avoiding their questioning eyes. She moved her fingers into a tight fist that held the pendent, holding it against her throbbing heart; smiling to herself that how madly had she fallen for this guy whom she hadn't even known a few days back, the one who irritated her, the most was now the fantasy to her.
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Sharon had tip-toed out of the palace with few of her maidens - Anna and Maria -whom she treated more like close friends, planning for some good adventure and fun. But as it is better said, things don't always fall in place as we have pre-planned it to be. Fate at times creates tricky situations ruining our plans and sometimes even these tricky situations are proven to be a blissful memory to remember life-long, that's exactly what had happened to her.
They had all been across the kingdom, through the markets where she learnt how people found happiness in small things, their behaviour amazed her, and she had always thought royal-ism' was the only thing that served happiness. She saw them bargain over things and rate that had hardly any margin, initially she found it useless to have wasting their time over such things that seemed nothing but silly. But soon she realised that it was fun to do so as well. It adds a different spice to life. And soon she was found bargaining for few items as well.
Soon they were out of the town and entered the natures' beauty, forest. They were at the river-bank splashing water at each-other; while some stood still with their feet dipped in water. Sharon sat on a rock with feet drowned in water and her hands making various designs with her hands. She wanted to be alone, having her peace of mind. Only she knew how soothing it felt for her at that moment. She ordered her maidens to disperse and they hesitantly left. And soon she was again indulged with the beauty of nature.
After what felt like an eternity she called one of her Anna but even after being called n-number of times none of them replied which made her concerned. When went in search of her maidens she found a strange set of unknown armed men surrounding them. Sharon at the same time was horrified. She had no idea about how to get her maidens back safe and sound; and most of all how would she escape this, as she had a strange feeling that it was all to trap her, maybe by any of the rival kingdoms. And her maidens were alive until and unless they find Sharon. She had to escape but that was next to impossible. If she tries to escape they will figure her out and if she hides at this same place they will at some point of time find her out. Just when she was indulged in her deep thoughts, she was being pulled by the back of her waist with one muscular arm while the other quickly covered her mouth. It all happened in such a quick time span that she couldn't even get the time to react out of shock. Soon she could feel hot breath on her ear lobe after a few seconds to that she heard the person shush her. She tried hard to protest but all her attempts failed, she had scratched the arm around her waist making it bleed but the person seemed unaffected as he lead her to a different route, inaccessible to the sight of those strange men.
"Leave me" came a demanding yet firm voice of the furious princess, as soon as she bit the palm pressed against her mouth. Yet again she felt a pull and soon she was on the back of a horse but this time she had to retort back, she faced the person to see a calm and composed face with no emotion or any kind of expressions. But it was only then she saw it was a strange yet a very good-looking persona to experience. His silky-long hairs falling and being dabbed with sweat beads on his forehead, those dark chocolate brown orbs, plush lips and all his features that he had seemed so perfect. And in no time he raced the horse through thick bushes and trees - of which the harsh branches and thorns scratched her body while some of those bushes tickled her feet - making her come out of the adoring session. While on the other hand, his hands brushed against her frame, sometimes around her waist line while at times on her thighs of her revealed-slender legs. With a very quick snap she put her adoring session at a halt and "Leave me" she voiced out her irritation and freed herself from the arm around her waist. But yet again he wrapped it right to the place where it was, adding to her irritation. "Better you keep your calm and stop fidgeting. That's not going to work." He gazed at her poor frame that struggled against his and fixing her dress while commenting as if stating some fact. "Drop me down," said Sharon gritting her teeth followed by an orderly tone "now" Straight away looking into his dark-chocolate brown eyes. And the very next second she was crashed against the ground on the pile of hay - thankfully there was some - or else the delicate princess would have had wounds all over her feather like frame. Her hair falling and blocking the view, was been splashed back in a second and her eyes red with anger and agitation. But even before she could ponder on him, he simply spoke, "You are safe! But you have to hide until and unless I find a way to escort you back to the kingdom." "Firstly, you have disrespected me and my dignity by abducting me." She stood, hurting her legs, pointing her index finger to him, she raged. "And secondly, I didn't ask you to get me out of there." She saw that she was there in a castle-like stingy thing. It had some weapons installed at places which made it quite awful sight to witness, a castle with hidden weapons - strange but that is how the reality was. After scanning the entire placed she tried to come to some sensible conclusion but she couldn't, well all that was waste to figure out - what, why, where and when - but that didn't get into her head. She dropped the topic there-and-then and it was then she noticed him wearing a white chiffon shirt that had strings at the neckline with balloon sleeves that reached the wrist of his hands paired with a brown rugged sleeve-less jacket and same kind of brown rugged trousers as well - no doubt he looked really good, simple yet a handsome personality.
"But you wanted to, didn't you?" he questioned making her look everywhere except for him, avoiding to meet his eyes. "That's not the point. I want them' to be safe and sound. Their safety is my responsibility." The thought that any of her maidens might get hurt - itself made her voice tremble. "Don't you worry, they will be safe till those men find you." And he moved away. "Get me home." She screamed but he didn't pay any heed.
"Oh, what a pretty girl you are! But girl these tears don't look good on you. It doesn't go with your image" said an old lady - with a trembling body and a wrinkled face - marching towards Sharon and tried to comfort her sitting next to her, rubbing her tears off. But the arrogant princess crept up and threw away the hands off her face; standing up abruptly she looked at the shocked-yet-confused face of the old lady and parted her lips to speak but even before that she was pulled by the young man and she landed against his lean body. She struggled hard to shove his grip over her arms but with the attempts being unsuccessful, anger was taking over her. "Sway'em (Swayam), let go off her hand son. Why are you troubling her? She seems to be already tensed" came the old lady to Sharon's rescue. "But grany.." even before he could continue with his protest speech he was been cut "no means, no. Dare you trouble her anymore." She stood by Sharon's side and holding her shoulders she lead her inside, which Sharon hoped to be in a better condition. "Don't worry, sweetheart. You will be fine. And don't you worry about him. He is a bit stubborn but very good at heart." The old lady tried to sooth her, whereas Sharon thought, why would I care about his behaviour? Do hell with him and his stubborn, peanut-sized brain. Well what kind of a name he has - Sway.. Sway'em, is that even a name!'
With all her thoughts crashing down underneath the ground, she gulped looking at the insights of where she was been lead to. Though the condition inside wasn't that good but as compared to the castle outside, she thought it was, okay! But it was the old lady, the grany who fed her, made her feel like home, though the place wasn't anywhere familiar or in comparison to the kingdom she had been living in but in spite of being unaware about Sharon's background and she being a princess of the kingdom grany had been living in, she was treated no less like one. She was been taken care of and loved - by both grany, the old lady and grandpa, the old man. But again and again she could see Swayam stealing glances at her, unnecessarily. Maybe, he felt jealous of Sharon who had stolen his share of love. After some talks with the old couple, she moved to the window to get some fresh air, blankly staring the view which she didn't even notice - what it was? She couldn't believe how things have taken a 360 degree change in her life.
She was startled when she felt something cold hovering over neck. She flinched back and became defensive before she realised that it was her own pendant that was placed on her neck. But suddenly her head popped with different questions - where was it? When did she lose it? And most important of all, who had placed it? - To get her questions answered she turned around to face the good-looking yet stern-and-arrogant man, the only devil - who had recently made an entry in her life - Mr. Sway'em. What-so-ever. And soon she pondered all her question to him which made him frown a bit. But he answered all her questions with a lot of patience. And he had also informed her not to wear it in front of the old couple as they are not aware of her real identity and if they get to know, it might lead problems for her. But even before he could leave, she had pulled him hard towards her. "What is this?" her eyes filled with rage and she had pointed at the minor scratches on the pendant. "What?" he shrugged away with an innocent pout on his face that had an innocent expression. "Those are just MINUTE scratches." He completed while it added on more to her anger. "Do you know what it is? It is a symbol of Royal-ism'. It's the matter of our pride and our dignity. And you.." she suppressed her anger and moved away saying, "I shouldn't be expecting you to know anything about royal-ism, pride, dignity. How would you understand anything about it? After all you are just another Mud-blood.. yes, that's what you are, a mud-blood." She had been speaking all what came to her mind without thinking of its consequences and there, he was controlling his temper, listening to her harsh words with his fingers dug into a tight fist. But the moment she addressed him with a term that is to be considered to be the most insulting made him hold her by her upper arm tightly and aggressively, his eyes furious-red while his throat went dry, unable to speak a word. His actions expressed his anger and made Sharon horrified. And with a lot of efforts he furiously said, "Fine, if I am a mud-blood deal with me now." This made her even more clueless and scared. "Want to know what this mud-blood can do?" pulled her hairs making her eyes widened with fear. And the very next second his smacked his lips on her. His lips crashed on hers roughly, pouring all his anger. She tried to free herself but couldn't, the more she pushed him, the more she forced himself on him, making their bodies collide together. He didn't really kiss her but nibbled at her lips, bit it and gritting it between his teeth - making her know how did he feel - making her go through a proportion of pain which he had gone through. Her eyes were shut and the tears streamed continuously making evident the pain she was going through, still he was unaffected as what he had gone through due to her words was far more dreadful that what she was. The moment he felt relieved, pouring all his anger on her, he pushed her away and the very instant she tripped. But she was not any-damn-girl, whom he could have misbehaved with, she was - Sharon, the princess of the kingdom. She held the strings around his neck and started smacking him blurting everything she knew was offensive and abusive. He held her hands and pushed her away again saying, "Deal with the disgust, now. I - a mud-blood had not just touched you but also kissed you, now this guilt will remain with you for life-time." And he left the place, whereas the words echoed in her ears, making her feel disgusted. Her lips were bleeding due to his insensitive and harsh torture on her plush delicate lips.
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Her hands suddenly went to her lips, she still could feel the sensation of his lips, though it wasn't a kiss technically, but she thought that's how her first kiss was. She always referred it as her first kiss' only. Though then what she felt was contrasting with the present feelings she had. But it did have a lot of emotions to it, which made it feel like the first. At that moment he was enraged by her words and thus decided to vent out all his anger through that kiss, whereas she had a feeling of superiority and pride which was then crushed by him, infuriating her to take-up the possible revenge on him. She still couldn't believe that the north pole and south pole had actually came together. The one's who had fought like enemies at their first meet had actually come across so well. She then again glanced at the scratchy pendant, The Royal Pendant. But before she could carry on with her Love Memories Session' she was been informed by one of the maidens about the urgent meeting been called upon by the King. Thus, she thought of continuing it later, if time permits.
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So Thats it for this time.. please do read the note below.. there are certain developments done to the story line. Edited by -shenz- - 11 years ago
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