Pregnant For The Royal Prince

THE door to Raghav’s office opened and Prince Raghav strolled in, removing the handgloves he was wearing and walking up to the trashcan. He got to the trashcan and trashed the gloves into it, then he walked up to his seat.

As soon as he settled down, there came a knock on the door and it opened, revealing May, his receptionist.

He looked up at her.

“Yes?”.

May cleared her throat before talking.

“The patient you just attended to, Mr Dylan requests to see you”, she said.

Raghav sighed.

“Let him in”, he ordered.

“Alright Doctor”, she said and left.

Raghav watched her leave, wondering what could be amiss. First of all, the patient wanted him alone to attend to him, now he wants to see him. God! What the hell could be amiss?

Besides, he was supposed to be resting on bed right now, he was severely injured.

He exhaled deeply and took off his lab coat, then came a knock on the door.

The knock came twice before he answered.

It opened and the Mr Dylan entered. He was having a bandage on his left leg, just below the knee, and on his ankle.

His left wrist also had some plasters, covering some minor injuries.

Raghav relaxed more comfortably into his seat and watched him limp towards him.

“My Prince”, he said weakly, his face revealing some weak smiles.

Raghav nodded.

“Sit”, he motioned.

He slightly bowed and sat.

“As a matter of fact Mr Dylan, you are supposed to be in bed, resting. You need bed rest, I told a nurse to give you one”, Raghav said as he picked up his pen from the pen case and began writing into a file opened in front of him.

Dylan smiled wearily.

“Yes Your Grace, but I really needed to see you. Besides, I’m not that weak, I’m strong”, he said laughing and showing off his muscles.

Raghav ignored him as he continued writing. Dylan exhaled deeply as he stared at the man in front of him.

Wow! So this was the Prince at last! The almighty Prince of Shimla Kingdom, the one whom is fortified all round and untouchable, really? He finally gets to meet him.

Huh? Raghav stopped writing for a while, he didn’t look up, he just stayed still like he was reading through what he wrote. Who actually was this guy and what was he up to? He shrugged and continued writing, wanting to find out more.

Dylan smiled mischievously and slowly nodded. Well, he was here now for him, bodily present in New York, getting him now wouldn’t be that difficult, right. He smirked, then began staring around the office.

Raghav dropped the pen and pushed the file away from him.

“You want to see me for what?”, he looked up at him.

Dylan cleared his throat and turned to him.

“My Prince, firstly I really do want to appreciate you for… for coming down all the way from your kingdom to attend to me, even when I am a nobody, thank you”, he bowed his head.

‘You should better thank Rina’, he spoke within him.

“It’s nothing. What else?”.

His face turned sour within split seconds as he began talking.

“Maharana, I… I know I’m really nobody to you but I also know you are kindhearted, like I’ve heard a lot about you being kind towards your patients, your employees and your subjects…”, he paused to adjust more into the seat.

All these while, Raghav watched him with keen interest, he never took his eyes off him.

“Ugh my Prince, I am a victim of circumstance, an orphan, no siblings, no relatives…”.

Raghav relaxed into his seat, his arms folded.

“… In order to survive my Prince, I joined a gang and… and we went for an operation; my first operation with them. From there, I got this wound”, he said pointing towards his leg.

He paused to sniff, he was already whimpering. Raghav wasn’t moved, he just sat still listening to him speak.

“I was shot when I was trying to escape. I felt so bad after everything, so bad. And after I was brought here by a good Samaritan, I requested I wanted you to attend to me, I needed to see you”.

“Well, now you see me right?”, Raghav asked.

Dylan freezed. Jeez! Was this how the Prince was arrogant? Without a feeling? God help him, all he needed to get his trust was just to act piteous, right.

Raghav scoffed, is he trying to be serious now? Like really? Act piteous? Alright.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

“My Prince, I need a favour from you”, Dylan said.

“What is it?”.

He inhaled deeply.

“I need you to please recruit me into your guards, to be totally free from the gang, I need to be one of your guards. Please my Prince, I have no where to go to”, he pleaded, rubbing his palms together.

Raghav nodded smiling knowingly, he knew it must come to this. Well Dylan, he was ready for him.

“It’s not a big thing to ask anyway, but you still haven’t told me where you are coming from”, he winked.

“Kunte”, he replied at once, without thinking.

Raghav’s eyes widened in surprise, Kunte? Of all places?

“Kunte?”, he asked.

“Oh, sorry Maharana. It was a slip of the tongue”, Dylan said scratching the back of his head.

“Not really Kunte my Prince, I come from a neighbouring kingdom, not Kunte”, he said in a rush, biting his tongue.

Why had he said that? Huh? Why? Was he going to implicate himself at just the very beginning? Was he? God!

Without thinking, Raghav decided to take him in, he knew the young man was from Kunte, and that he has a hidden plan. Without doubts, in connection with Amaya.

He was ready to fight this to the end. He turned to him.

“Granted”, he said.

“Huh?”, his eyes widened in shock, as a smile played on his face.

“I need privacy now”, he said raising up his right hand.

“Okay my Prince, but thank you so so much, thank you”, Dylan said shoving back the seat to stand.

It was needless, as Raghav had already fixed his ear pods, picked up his pen and began writing.

Dylan kept thanking and showering praises on him as he limped out of the office.

As soon as the door closed behind him, Raghav stopped writing and looked up, reminiscing over what just transpired.

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They got back to Shimla Kingdom the next day. Dylan was immediately given a room in the guards’ quarters and still healing.

Prince Raghav smiled dryly as he transferred the glass of wine on his right hand to the left, he’s been on the phone with Rina for like twenty minutes now, and it seems the young lady wasn’t ready to get off the phone.

She’s been gushing over her new school, and obviously, Raghav was tired and needed rest.

“It’s a good thing you love the school sunshine. I will get to see you tomorrow, I’m so tired right now. Okay?”, he asked in a bid to end the discussion.

She sighed for a long time.

“Okay my Prince, tomorrow”, she said and hung up.

Just then, a knock came on the door. He glanced towards it and replied weakly.

The door opened and the boss came in, walked majestically towards him and bowed.

“Greetings my Prince, you sent for me”, he said putting his arms behind him.

Raghav recoiled on the dining seat where he sat as he turned towards him.

“Yes I did. Um… we have a new recruit, just called to inform you”, he said.

The boss’s eyebrows furrowed.

“My Prince, was it that guy?”, he asked.

Raghav nodded.

“Yeah, any problem with that?”, he asked looking inquiringly at him.

The boss sighed deeply.

“With all due respect my Prince, that guy over there is suspicious. I really don’t know, I just have this feeling he is here on a mission. It would be perilous having him in our army”, he said.

Mm, interesting. Raghav dropped the glass of wine on the table and fixed his eyes on him. Woah, he must have a reason for saying this.

“I guess so well that before you came up with something like this, there must have been something that propelled you do so. So, what’s it? Speak”, he commanded.

“Just few minutes after he settled down in his room, I went over to check him out and I heard him making a call, though I really didn’t hear what he said, but at the instant I knocked, he hurriedly hung up”, the boss explained.

Raghav simpered, slowly nodding his head. He already knew it, he knew the guy was up to something, just that he couldn’t place his hands properly on it.

“There’s still no problem about that the boss, whatever his mission is, we are gonna make sure he gets beaten in his own game. Don’t worry much about it, just place your eagle eyes on him, and warn the other guards, but no one should spoil the plan”, he stated.

The boss nodded and bowed his head slightly.

“Noted Prince Raghav”, and he turned and left.

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At the instant Rina hung up, she dropped the phone and made to leave for the kitchen when it rang out.

“Jeez!”, she exclaimed and turned to pick it up. She peeked into it, it was Zaina.

With her face splitting into smiles, she placed the phone on her left ear as she left the room.

“Hey baby girl”, she squeaked.

“Rin, hi dear”, her sweet voice came on.

“Good, you?”.

“Great. So, how is your new school?”.

“Mm Zaina, you need to go there and see things for yourself. I so much love it”, she said giggling.

“Oh, I see. Heard he’s back”.

“Yeah, I just got off the phone with him”, she got to the kitchen and entered.

“Aww. Guess what baby Rin”, Zaina said clearing her throat.

Rina rolled her eyes as she rested on the counter, folding her free arm.

“Just spill it bae”, she said.

“Alright. Naavya has just been arrested”.

“What! My gee!”, Rina exclaimed.