Pregnant For The Royal Prince

RAGHAV got down the car, straightened up his clothes and began walking towards the sit-out where the ladies were sitting.

Zoya just sat in the car watching his boss in awe with his mouth agape. He wished he could just do something to stop him, but he couldn’t do anything, his hands were tied.

He was damn worried about the Prince’s safety.

Raghav looked round as he walked majestically towards the ladies, like seriously everywhere was damn filled up with people, and he wondered if it was the whole kingdom that had come to the site that Saturday.

His gaze turned back to where the ladies sat and he watched them leaving the sit-out.

Huh? Where were they going? He decided to trail them behind, he really needed to see the lady who had tripped the little girl, and the one whom had helped her up.

They were now walking towards the crafts museum, the small building just a few distance away.

He briskly walked up to them and soon enough, he caught up with them and walked passed.

Suddenly he stopped, and turned to them. He was now facing the ladies.

“Um, can I ask for your directions please?” He asked, looking from one lady to the other.

They glanced at themselves and back to him.

“Where…” Rina opened her mouth to talk.

“Do we look like ushers?” Vidya sharply asked rhetorically, interrupting her.

Rina sighed, not again with this Vidya lady.

“Oh maybe we have the ‘ask me’ tag on us”, Roshni said laughing.

“Oh goodness! You guys…”, Rina said, splaying her right hand on her head. She turned to the guy asking for directions.

“Sorry about that please, where exactly are you looking for?” Rina asked.

Raghav smiled and turned to her, looking her over.

“Well…”.

“Busy body”, Vidya blurted, interrupting the guy and glaring at Rina.

“My gosh! You are just so annoying to stay with”, she continued. “Can’t you just for once, behave like us?” She pointed at herself and Roshni.

“How can she behave like us?” Roshni rhetorically asked.

Rina was lost for words, she just looked on in shock with her mouth agape.

Raghav sighed, it was enough now.

“Nevermind girl… and thanks for your concern”, he turned to leave.

They all turned, watching him leave. He had taken just a few steps away from them when he tripped and fell with a thud.

Holy Moly! Yes, the Prince fell down.

Vidya and Roshni burst out laughing.

“Oh!” Rina exclaimed and ran up to him.

“I’m sorry, hope you aren’t hurt?” She asked, helping him up.

He finally stood on his feet, looking himself over, jeez! He was stained on his palms which he had used in landing to the ground.

“I’m fine dear”, he nodded.

Wait… hold on, did he just call her dear? Oh no, it’s impossible, he pinched himself.

“Hey, you are staining your clothes with your hands”, Rina said, jolting him.

“Are you two going to fall in love? We are hell waiting for you”, Vidya shouted and she turned to them, they were chuckling.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“I need to wash up, can you help please? Do you have water?” Raghav asked.

She held up her water can for him to see, her eyebrows furrowed, gosh! There was just a little water left.

“This won’t help”, she said to him.

He sighed and looked towards the other two.

“Don’t they?” He asked, tilting his head.

Rina turned back to them.

“Roshni, please help him with some water, you hardly drink water so I know you have much left”, she pleaded.

Roshni glared at her, her eyes looking at her over.

“Do I look to you like a pauper?” She blurted, Rina flinched, “no look me over, do I look like a pauper that I should help you and your pauper friend?”.

“Pauper new found friend”, Vidya added laughing.

“What brings about that insult, Roshni, what have I done?” Rina asked, her voice shaking.

Raghav instantly felt a hit in his heart, wait… was she about to cry? Like seriously? He felt sorry, he felt he was responsible for the insults being poured out on this kind girl.

“Look, we can’t keep waiting for you, when you are done, you know your way around”, Vidya said and they walked away, laughing.

“I’m sorry”, Raghav said, sighing, “I will just find somewhere else to wash up”, he turned.

“Wait”, she called back, stopping him.

“Yes?”

“You can’t go like that, don’t worry, spread out your palms”, she said, opening her water can.

Raghav was stunned, what! She… holy moly! He spread out his palms, and she poured out water from the can, while he rubbed his palms against each other, washing them clean.

She poured it all till it was finished.

“Woah! Thank you, you are a life saver”, he said drying his hands up with his napkin.

“You welcome”, she turned to leave.

“Please wait…”, he called back and she halted.

“What is it?” Her shaky voice betrayed her, she was about to cry.

“I’m really sorry, um…”, he paused and looked into her eyes.

She started becoming impatient, the tears were already threatening to roll down and she damn wasn’t ready to shed tears in front of him.

“Oh God!” She exclaimed and turned. He held back her right hand, and that was when she turned back to him.

“What is your name?” He asked, his voice more like in a whisper.

Rina couldn’t fight it anymore, the tears came rushing down, she forcefully pulled out her arm from his grip, and ran off.

“Wait…”, Raghav shouted and before he knew what was happening, she had sprinted far off.

Raghav sighed as he stood still and watched her run, taking the exit direction.

He looked towards the direction the other two ladies had taken and smirked, they were the ones who had caused her crying.

He adjusted his hoodie, covering his face properly with it, then he turned back towards the car.

Just then the thought of which he had visited the site hit him, he cussed and waved it aside, that can wait, something else has just occupied his mind.

Zoya was already at standby holding the car door open.

He had watched everything that had just transpired with a clear view from the car.

When the Prince had tripped and fell, how a lady had ran to help him, how she had given him some water to wash his hands, how they had stood facing each other talking and how she had finally ran off.

He saw everything as it played out, and he wondered if that was the reason he had visited the site.

“Your Grace”, he bowed as soon as Raghav got to the car.

He hopped into the car, and relaxed his nerves, resting his head on the headrest.

Zoya closed the door and walked to the driver’s side, opened and entered.

“Are we leaving now my Prince?” He asked. He needed to be sure.

“Mm”, he shortly replied.

Zoya slightly bowed and turned on the ignition, revving the engine into motion.

Then they sped off, leaving the site at once.

Throughout the drive back to the palace, Raghav was feeling restless and surprisingly uneasy. He didn’t know what was wrong.

He closed his eyes and rested his head on the headrest, he opened them again, and sat up. Then he laid back on the seat.

He was just restless, tossing and turning.

Zoya noticed it, but was afraid to speak, he only hoped nothing bad had happened to him.

Soon they were at the palace, Zoya drove in and parked at the garage. The engine of the car died down and Zoya came out.

He walked to the backseat and opened it, and Raghav came out, he bowed and closed back the door.

Raghav then sighed and leaned on the car, he looked at Zoya, he was just patrolling a few meters from him, he was probably waiting for him to leave so he could follow.

He looked away, closing his eyes. He was still restless, he could feel it. He opened his eyes.

“Zoya”, he called.

“My Prince”, he ran up to him.

“You saw all that happened at the Tourist Site”, he said.

Zoya hesitated, he couldn’t comprehend if it was a question or a statement. He kept mute, looking confused.

“Am I talking to a dumbass?” He blurted, his voice a pitch higher.

Zoya flinched.

“Ye… yes my P… Prince. I saw, I saw”, he stuttered.

“Good, the lady who gave me some water to wash my hands”.

“Yes my Prince”.

“Find out every detail about her, leave out nothing, I need to know who she is”, he said and walked away.

What! Zoya watched in awe as he left.