Pregnant For The Royal Prince

RAGHAV angrily walked out the living room to his father’s chambers, he needed to see him.

He got to the room and entered. From the door, he saw him lying on the bed, whether he was asleep or not, he didn’t know and he didn’t care to, he just wanted to see him. He walked further to meet him.

“All hail Maharajah, the king of Shimla kingdom”, he bowed as soon as he got to him.

King Neel turned towards him and he forced a smile, he was awake.

“My son, you are back? You came home rather too early”, he said and tried to sit up, Raghav helped him out.

“Ugh… yes father, I’m back”, he shortly replied, rather cagey.

He had decoded he hadn’t known about what happened yet, and he didn’t want to tell him in order not to detororiate his health, besides, he could handle it himself.

“No son, you were supposed to be back in about few months”, he said.

Raghav sighed, he knew his father to be a wise man, and so decided to handle the matter with wisdom.

“Yes dad, you are right. But you see, going back there isn’t that stressful for me so I can easily return and leave again anytime”, he shrugged his shoulders.

His father sighed and coughed mildly, beating his chest.

“Sorry dad, should I get you water?”, he asked.

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“I’m fine Raghav, don’t bother”.

“Be strong for us father, for the kingdom, be very much strong”, he encouraged him.

He nodded.

“I will son, don’t bother much about me, I’ll be out of this soon”, he assured.

Raghav nodded.

“Tathaastu, Amen”, he replied putting his palms together.

“Have you seen your mother? When we returned to the palace I overheard one of the guards saying something about the throne room, I really couldn’t get it, your mother hushed him and I really wasn’t in the mood to make him talk, I was weak”, he touched his face.

Raghav’s heart skipped a beat, my gee, he already knows something happened.

“Besides, Amaya and his sister were here earlier, I don’t know if it has anything to do with them, because you never liked them and I believe in you”, he coughed again.

“I don’t really know though, but seriously dad, all you need is rest”, he replied him.

“I don’t know what you guys are trying to hide from me, but whatever it is, I know you can handle it”.

“I can handle anything dad, just go to rest and be energized”, he helped him lie back on the bed.

“You will be fine father”, he got up.

“Tell Prisha to come see her father, I haven’t seen her”, he called back.

“Alright, she will be here in a jiffy”, and he walked out the room.

Walking along the hallway, he bumped into Alina. She shouted out loud and wanted to embrace him, but halted, still shouting though.

“Your grace, you are back, welcome my prince”, she said smiling sheepishly.

“Yeah I am”, he replied and continued walking away.

Alina wasn’t deterred.

“Do you need anything? Should I come over to your chambers?”, she asked and followed him.

“Ugh… yes”, he said.

She smiled broadly.

“What my prince, I’m willing to do anything for you”, she replied.

“Go tell Princess Prisha that the king wants to see her, tell her to be of her good behavior”, he said and walked away.

She immediately felt downcast as she watched him walk away, then she shrugged and lit up.

“Well thank goodness, that bitch is gone for good, I now have the prince as before”, she smiled broadly then walked away.

Five minutes later saw Raghav sitted on a seat in the little garden behind the palace building, in front of him stood ten guards.

They were all looking mean and peeved.

“It’s so disheartening that just few days I left, such thing happened and I said I left guards behind”, Raghav raged as shouted in anger, looking from one guard to the other.

“My goodness! You guys just showed me the weakling side of you, I never knew you had it, jeez!”, he shook his head in sorrow.

“We are really sorry your grace, it was the queen”, the boss of them all spoke up on behalf of the others.

“To hell for all I care”, he spat out, almost interrupting.

“Has the queen now turned the king? Two fellas, just two people you couldn’t handle, oh jeez, I’m so disappointed”, his countenance fell.

The guards all kept mute, listening.

“Not to talk of Rina”, the prince continued, “I appointed the ten of you to keenly keep watch over everything while I am away, but what did I get in return? Disappointments”, he ranted.

Then he relaxed back into his seat and heaved heavily, his eyes closed. Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

“I want them captured”, he said.

“Mobilize more guard to join you, search every nooks and crannies of the kingdom and beyond, bring them to me, alive”, he said.

“Is that understood?”, he shouted.

“Yes your grace”, they replied in unison.

“Understood?”, he shouted again.

“Very well your grace”, they replied.

“Good, tell no one and get down to work”, and he got up and walked away.

The guards bowed.

He hastingly got to his room and locked up the door, then he flopped down on the bed, a little tear escaped his eyes.

Why has his mom suddenly changed to becoming cruel? Gosh! Whatever it is, he just thinks she’s trying to compete with his father.

‘Come on Raghav, you are a prince, be a man and own up, you can fight this’, he heard an inner voice from within, and he cleaned off his eyes.

Then he took out his phone; the one he has been going about with, and he rang Rina.

It rang for long but wasn’t picked, he sighed and tried it again, same thing, she wasn’t picking.

Once… twice… he continued calling, she didn’t pick up. Then he decided to send her a text, and wait a little bit.

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?In A Faraway Land?

In a little dark old house sat Amaya on an old couch, going through his phone.

Davida walked in from the other room in the house carrying two hot mugs of tea in a tray. She walked up to the center table; the only table in the room and dropped the tray, then dashed out again.

Amaya looked up from his phone and turned to the tray his sister had just kept on the tray, and he hissed.

He looked around the old house and his hissing deepened. Aside the old couches and table, there was nothing more in the room. It was an old house, everything in it looked old and dusty, the windows, the curtains, the louvres, the ceiling, everything, there were cobwebs everywhere.

Well, immediately after escaping from the palace, they had ran home, packed up few of their belongings, just few and had ran to a faraway land.

They had instantly decoded the guards gonna come after them since all they planned didn’t work out, so they decided to vacate the kingdom.

Davida walked in again, this time, she was holding another tray, and in it were two plates of boiled potatoes and egg sauce. She dropped it on the table.

“Lunch is ready brother”, she announced.

He sighed saying nothing.

“Didn’t you hear me?”, she asked as she set the table.

“I’m not hungry”, he said and turned back to his phone.

Her face changed.

“Come on bro, don’t say that. You have to eat, get some strength then we talk of what next to do”, she said.

He sighed again, still ignoring her. Then she walked up to him and placed her right hand on his shoulder, comforting him.

“It isn’t our fault that it had to happen the way it did, come on Amaya you tried your best, we all did. At least mom would be satisfied with what you have done”, then she hugged him.

“Come on brother, you have tried. All will be fine”.

“Is this how we will keep on running for our lives?”, he asked and she stood straight.

“For now yes, we need to be safe. You know what gonna happen once they get us, we are fugitives now”, she replied.

“Gosh! We have left the comfort of our home, the pleasure, the freedom, the liberty, and we are now stucked in here, in this old house, no jobs no nothing. Our accounts would soon be red, how we gonna replenish it?”, he asked rhetorically.

Davida sighed, that was true, the reality of it. The house they were staying in had been given to them by the queen, their aunt, their bank accounts were being paid in money every month by her too, how were they gonna be getting all these again. But well, life must move on.

“You keep on complaining, let’s eat first then we figure out a way as we have always done”.

“All these won’t be happening, if not for that maid, she was the one whom had thwarted my plans, ahh”, he groaned.

“It’s okay, it will be fine. Let’s eat”, she said and began dragging the table towards them, it was a low table.

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Rina laid on the bed crying profusely, soaking the bed with her tears. She refused to be comforted by anyone.

At the instant Queen Arya asked her to leave the palace, she had fell on her knees and begged like she had never did, but the queen remained adamant and obstinate, she already had her mind made up.

After begging and pleading non stop, she shrugged it off and went straight to her room, then began packing up all her things into her travelling boxes.

As she did all this, she cried. Alina had taunted and laughed at her, together with her cohorts, only Tanu comforted her.

Then she had entered the car and was driven back home. Her mother wasn’t in when she came, she had used her spare key to open the door and then flopped down on the bed and cried.

For over two hours, she laid on the bed crying, there was no one, no mom, no Zaina, no Raghav, nothing. Just herself.

She was still crying when her phone rang out into the still silence of the room, jolting her.

She ignored it, and it stopped. The second ringing came again and that was when she picked up the phone and looked into it, it was Raghav.

Her crying increased and she dropped the phone, why was he calling now when it was already late? Why?

The time he was supposed to call he didn’t, after she’s been thrown out of the palace and humiliated by those nasty maids that he decided to call, damn it. She refused to pick up the call and left it ringing.

If Raghav really loves her, he would have come to her rescue earlier on and not when it’s already late.

It didn’t stop ringing either, it had ring for like five times, before she put it on silent.

She wasn’t ready to talk to him now, all she needed at that moment was space, space to cry, space to let out her emotions, her pains, her sorrows.

She was still sobbing when suddenly she heard her door creaked open and she looked up, it was her mother.

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Mrs Doween returned home earlier than usual from the mart that fateful afternoon, oblivious of what had happened. She inserted her key into the keyhole and yanked the door open, then she entered.

She freezed on entry, what? What were her eyes seeing? Travelling boxes, she looked at them properly, they were Rina’s.

She looked up towards her room. My gee, don’t tell me she is back? For what exactly? What would bring her back home if not being fired?

God! She instantly tossed her bag on the couch and ran to her room, on getting to the door she heard little sobbing.

She opened the door and jeez, there her daughter was, lying on the bed and sobbing, and she looked up.

“What! What are you doing here?”, she shouted.