Bhairavi's POV:
We couldn't even drop him off at the airport because outsiders can't know he's connected to the royal family.
Everyone returned to the dance festival. I went to mine
room because I wasn't in the mood.
I checked my phone. He sent me so many texts
already.
A message appeared: 'Hey, please don't cry. I love you!'
Next text: 'Should I go back? Are you okay?
I'll kick him.
I wrote in bold, "Fine!!"
Ekansh: I am at the airport. I will call you when I land at Chandigarh airport. Good night and miss me!'
'He will wait for your call. Good night and stay safe
he dreams of me." I replied.
The door opened. It was mom.
"Bhairavi."
"Haan ma."
She came and made me sit next to her on the bed.
"Do you miss her already?"
I nodded.
"Don't worry. He will always be with you. You are brave."
I smiled halfheartedly.
"Anyway, I'm here to tell you something important.
I looked at her.
"I know you hate this responsibility
and that's why you ran away from here. You know
why are we forcing you to be the next queen?"
I looked down and she continued, "Bhairavi, I have been diagnosed with late stage cancer."
I looked at her as my eyes blurred, "Wh-what?"
"We met last year. I don't even know how much time I have left. The doctor says I can live with the treatment for another six months at most."
"And now you're telling me?"
"Because now I know you're strong enough
digest the truth. If you are not the next queen, this palace will not exist. They will sell off properties and save some money that is not worth it. The hard work and sweat of your forefathers will be washed away and future generations will never know that there was a palace in Jodhpur and it was only found in history.
textbook."
She took my hand in hers: "I don't want to be hard
on you. We called you back to let you know about my health before it's too late."
I put my arms around her as she started to cry.
Dad entered the room.
"We need you to be happy and safe. That's my princess."
"Okay. Enough emotional drama for today.", Mom
he said wiping away my tears.
"We will all sleep together like we used to
were you a kid?" Dad asked raising an eyebrow.
I nodded with a smile.
They were both sleeping while hugging me. And dad and me
they fought for more space until mom scolded us.
Dad tickled me and I started laughing and Mom beat me and Dad.
"Stop it both of you! I'm going to fall.", she screamed.
The days flew by like a rocket. Sometimes I wished it would fly faster so I could meet Ekansh, other times I didn't want to lose my mom and spend more precious time with her.
Ekansh and I were talking the other day
on phone.
He was wearing this huge flak jacket with a
a huge helmet and looks like some kind of cartoon.
"How's your training going? Your boss is crazy."
does it still make you cut your palms? I swear if-"
"Ekanshi. Calm down. No, she's not making me do this anymore."
By the way, I'm learning how to fight with a sword. It is exciting to learn. I have to learn to shoot."
"Good."
The sounds of gunfire could be heard in his background.
"Where are you?" I asked.
He switched the camera to rear mode and pointed
me around
It was a place of training.
"Hi Bhaabhi! We miss you." he shouted
one of Ekansha's friends.
"I also." I smiled.
He turned the camera towards himself.
"So what next?" he asked looking at me.
"Perhaps within this week they will determine the date of my coronation. (coronation day)"
"Wow! That's great." he smiled.
"Well, I am planning to leave for Mumbai tomorrow.
Mom and Dad seem to want to see me," he said
Look around.
"Yeah. You should visit them." I agreed.
"They're asking for you. Can't I reveal anything?" He looked at me.
"Not yet."
"Yeah."
"But they will meet soon. Don't worry Ek-", someone cut me off from here.
"Hello queen."
I looked up from the phone to see a man standing
at my door
"Who was that?" Ekansh asked. Did he hear too?
I got out of bed.
"Sourav."
Sourav entered with a devilish smile.
"Who is Sourav?" Ekansh asked on the call.
"He's my dad's idiot son. I said it directly.
"Oh. That was rude." Sourav complained and quirked his eyebrows.