Pregnant For The Royal Prince

ROSHNI sprinted all the way towards the exit of the site, turning back intermittently. She got to the front of one of the museums and stopped, breathing heavily.

She turned back to look at the guy that had just stopped her to ask nonsense, and sighed when she saw him walking towards his car.

Who was he and why was he asking of Rina? Most importantly, why was he always in hoodies? What is he hiding? All these questions ran through her in seconds.

She sighed and glanced at her wristwatch, she cussed. If not for that stupid Sindura, her boyfriend she wouldn’t have been there, yes this guy wouldn’t have seen her, talk more of stopping her.

She and Sindura had planned to meet at the site that evening, to put it understandably, they were having a date.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

But the stupid guy didn’t show up and so she decided to go back home after trying his contact for a while, and that was when this hoodie guy had seen her.

She exhaled deeply and turned towards the guy again, he was already driving out.

She instantly half ran half walked to the gate, and she left.

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Prisha glanced at the big wall clock on the wall for the upteenth time and cussed. She got up from her bed and began walking towards the door.

Suddenly, she stopped. Hold on, was she really the one to go drag in that lousy maid?

Was she really the one to remind Aashvi of her job? That it was obviously the stipulated time to bring her her dinner? Again?

Aashvi was her personal maid, employed and appointed to be her personal maid, and her duty was to service the princess alone.

But one fault of hers which Prisha always overlooked, she was stubborn and lousy.

“Gosh!” Prisha mouthed as her stomach rumbled, reminding her she hadn’t put in anything since the afternoon.

She sat back on the bed, maybe she (Aashvi) was still busy or something.

Yeah, just maybe, she just would wait for like a few minutes more.

About fifteen minutes later when she didn’t see her, she got up and walked out of the room, heading for the kitchen. She couldn’t wait any longer.

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“Are you crazy Aashvi? I said take that tray to the Princess, she is waiting for you,” Prag, the chief maid said to Aashvi.

They were in the kitchen, dinner had just been prepared, and all the maids were busy carrying out the jobs allotted to them.

The ones allotted to the King and his wife, had taken their meals to the dining, where they were going to eat.

Prisha always had dinners in her room, it was like a norm for her, and Aashvi, her personal maid knew this.

But right now she was feeling reluctant to carry out her job.

She looked at the tray and made a face, then she turned to Prag, she was boiling in anger staring at her.

She pulled her face away and turned to the other maids in the kitchen, they were all staring at her with confused looks, and shock on their faces.

What was wrong with her?

“Are you still standing there?” Prag asked again, this time her voice a pitch higher, she was damn angry.

“Well Prag,” she spoke up, folding her arms, “I didn’t say I won’t, I will do it when I want to,” she blurted, rolling her eyes.

“So what are you insinuating?” Prag asked.

“The Princess can wait.”

“What!” The other maids in the kitchen all gasped.

? “Did she really said that?” A maid asked.

? “Oh Jeez! That is an abomination,” came another.

? “A taboo,” another bustressed.

Aashvi looked at them and hissed. What was wrong with them? Why are they taking this so seriously like… ahh, gosh!

Couldn’t they see it? How can she be appointed as a personal maid to the Princess, that little girl?

Someone she was damn far older than? She hated being dragged and controlled about by her like a puppet, just because she is a Princess.

“Aashvi!” Prag shouted, her eyes widened in shock.

Aashvi sighed.

“Look Prag, this is normal. I mean she just has to wait…”.

“And who has to wait?” A small but firm voice behind, from the entrance asked.

Jeez, they all turned, it was the Princess, looking glamorous as usual and standing by the door.

“Don’t let me repeat my question”, she said, walking further into the kitchen.

Aashvi lowered her head, avoiding her gaze.

“I’m… I’m…”, she stuttered.

“Oh, the cat has caught your tongue right?” She asked.

“We are really sorry my Princess, she…”, Prag spoke up.

“I didn’t ask you to talk Prag”, Prisha interrupted and she instantly kept shut.

“So Aashvi, I have to get up, come out of my room, and practically drag you to bring my meal right? Are you a robot?” She asked.

“I’m not”, she blurted.

“What! Are you talking back to me?” She demanded.

“With due respect, I’m far older than you”, she muttered under her breath, without a sign of remorse.

“You must be out of your mind”, Prisha said and looked at the other maids, they were all visibly shaken.

The tension in the kitchen was so much.

“My Princess…”, she opened her mouth to speak again.

“Will you shut the fuck up! Shut up!” She shouted.

“What the hell is going on here?” The deep emotionless baritone asked, they all turned and holy moly! It was the Prince!

Everyone went cold and freezes instantly, including Aashvi.

Christ! She wasn’t expecting the Prince to walk in, she wasn’t at all. Not at that moment.

Raghav had gotten back from the site a few minutes ago, he had been in the garden and had just decided to go upstairs, and walking past the kitchen, he heard some commotion.

He walked further into the kitchen, his hands in his trouser pockets. He looked from one person to the other, expecting an answer.

“You guys know I never repeat myself”, he said, his voice a pitch higher.

Prisha sighed and turned to him.

“Maharana, welcome”, she first greeted.

“It’s Aashvi and her lousy behavior again, she’s been talking back at me”.

“What!” Raghav exclaimed, he turned to Aashvi.

“You dare talk back to the Princess? You maid”, he raged.

“I’m really sorry my Prince”, she rubbed her palms together, going down on her knees.

Raghav said nothing, hesitating for a while as he kept mute staring at everyone else.

Then he turned to Prag.

“She’s fired”, he blurted.

“What!” The others gasped.

“Inform the council, put up the notice, we need a new maid”, and he walked out.