Pregnant For The Royal Prince

SHOCK, embarrassment, and fear was an understatement to what Vidya felt at the moment she was being accused to be a thief by Prisha and Zaina. So, this was it? How she was gonna end huh?

Prisha turned to one of the guards.

“Put an eye on Tulsa, take care of him once he is awake”, she said to him.

He bowed.

“Noted My Princess”, he said.

“I just can’t wait for Raghav to hear this news, that his betrothed is a thief”, Zaina said and bursted into laughter.

Prisha pulled up a disgust face.

“Together with her mom, they are all thieves, pathetic ones”, she said.

Vidya just stood there watching helplessly in awe. She just couldn’t fathom what was going on?

“I’m gonna parade you around town Vidya, the whole world would get to hear the devil you are made of”, Prisha said and she gasped.

“Sure, the people needs to know, that she attempted stealing from the royal family, which she was supposed to be loyal to. Damn! Treachery”, Zaina said.

“Today finally marks your last day in this palace, we do not need a bad energy like you”.

“Oh my God! My Princess please”, she found herself pleading. Prisha ignored her.

“I think I’m done here, take her to the house, guards, she remains there until Raghav returns”, she said, picked up the iPad, and began walking away, Zaina followed.

That was when it dawned on her, that she was in for a serious game. How would the world accept the news? Her mother, her friends, and most especially, her fans. Jeez! She was done for, even the Queen wasn’t around at the moment to help her out, she had gone to see her husband at the hospital, and she doubted if she ever would, she began pleading.

“I’m sorry My Princess, please, I’m really sorry. Let’s just settle this amicably here, at least I haven’t taken anything yet, My Princess please”, she pleaded, slowly walking behind her and rubbing her palms together, and crying.

Prisha abruptly stopped and turned around to look at her, her eyes widened in astonishment.

“Oh really? Really? You haven’t taken anything yet? That is what you have to say huh?” She asked.

“But you almost did. You would face the law, celebrity thief!” Zaina said and they bursted into laughter and then walked out of the room.

The guards immediately turned to crying Vidya, and led her out.

***

Rudra was sitting at the balcony upstairs, busy with work on his laptop, Zashil sat opposite him, busy with his phone as well.

He had been away for work for a few days now, and so wasn’t around when all that happened, happened. He only heard from the others.

They were still talking about the events that had taken place, when Zaina came in, carrying with her a tray of freshly prepared fruits.

“Refreshments”, she announced and dropped the tray on the round table, then took a seat beside her fiance.

Zashil looked up.

“Oh! What is that?” He asked.

“Fruits”, she said and picked up an apple, “ugh… ugh, were you expecting junk foods? Ahhh, trash that”, she said laughing and munching into the apple.

Rudra laughed and looked up.

“Don’t mind him, he was always feeding on junks while we were little”, he said.

Zaina laughed.

“Do you care for Maharana?” She asked.

“Oh no thanks dear Zaina, not now. I’m still very much busy”, he said and turned back to his laptop.

“Good Lord! You just finished me big brother”, Zashil said dipping his hand into the tray to pick up a fruit.

Zaina held his hand immediately, stopping him.

“What?” He asked, smiling.

“Wash your hands, proper hygiene”, she said and tilted her head towards the sink that was at the far end of the balcony.

Zashil sighed.

“You, hygienic woman”, he said and got up to have his hands washed.

She rolled her eyes.

“Whatever, just have those hands washed”, she said.

Zashil finished at the sink and walked back to the table and sat. He picked up an apple and pecked Zaina on the cheeks, then he began eating.

“Seriously, I’m still surprised at this shit, Vidya a thief? The supposed Prince’s betrothed? Gosh! It’s unbelievable”, Zashil said.

Rudra snorted, and said nothing. Zaina shrugged.

“What else do you expect? She is so full of herself and greedy, so it is expected”, she said.

“And to think…”, he paused, “wait, what about Raghav? Aren’t you guys gonna do something to get man back in his kingdom?” He asked, looking at his brother.

Rudra sighed and looked up.

“Aarti had already done something, he listens to her alone. So, I guess he should be back anytime”, he said and turned back to his laptop.

Zashil chuckled.

“Hmm, favourite aunt”.

At this juncture, a guard came into the balcony.

“Your Grace”, he bowed and they all turned to him.

“Yeah?” Rudra replied.

“There is a man at the waiting room hoping to see His Grace, Prince Rudra”, he bowed again.

The trio glanced at themselves. Rudra was more curious, as he wasn’t expecting anyone.

“What did he say is his name?” He asked.

“He didn’t say anything My Prince, he was only insisting on seeing the Prince, that he has a very important message to deliver”, the guard said.

The trio glanced at themselves again, and then back at the guard.

“Let him in”, Rudra said.

The guard bowed again and then walked out.This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

“Hmm, who could that be?” Zaina asked.

Zashil laughed.

“It’s nothing to be worried about, as dignitaries in the kingdom we ought to be expecting such always, that is why we were chosen to be the head”, he explained.

Rudra nodded in concurrence.

“He is right. We royals are used to this”, he said.

Zaina shrugged.

“Okay, let me watch this one unfold then”, she said.

The door to the balcony opened again and a young boy entered, followed by a guard.

The trio studied him immediately. He was well groomed, athletic built, so tall, had huge palms, and patches of red hair on his wavy hair. He could pass for someone in his late twenties, no mistaken. From all ramifications, he was a stranger to them.

The guard bowed.

“This is him”, he said.

Rudra nodded, looking at this guy.

“You can go”, he said to the guard and he left.

“You said your name is?” Rudra asked, looking intently at the guy.

He bowed.

“Your Grace”, he greeted.

Rudra nodded.

“Who are you and what can we do for you? You said you have an important message to deliver”, he said and picked up his laptop from his laps, dropping it on the table.

The guy sighed so deeply, then he spoke.

“I am Siddarth. I really don’t know how you guys gonna take this news but…”, he paused and looked into their faces, “I was the anonymous person who brought the baby in a basket”, he let the cat out of the bag.

“What!” It was Zaina who exclaimed, sitting up.