Ranjeet's pov

I chuckled shaking my head as i heard her... she's a fiesty one i should say..i look at my hand that touched her

She's so soft..what got into me at that moment? When i felt her so close to me , her scent , her heat , those curves...god ...i forgot everything for sometime. I just wanted to hold her, touch her , feel her and ....devour her whole right then and there.

I have never felt this strong desire before. She just Awakens a beast i didn't even know i had inside me. I don't know why I'm feeling like this.. but it just feels right.

I always hated her , that bratty attitude, that cruel princess who only cared for herself but now....

She looks so soft , so small , so....kissab-

I shake my head to get these thoughts off. i shouldn't...never ..feel this way for her. She is my enemy , was and will be..

I was pull out of my thoughts when Dhruv came in and informed how perfectly our plan is going on. That's right...my priorities are straight like always... Power and my Kingdom comes first.

But she looks so cute when she puff her face in anger and glare . A smile tug at my lips thinking of her.

" Oh my gawdd...did i just see a smile?!!!!" I was pulled out of my thoughts when i heard Dhruv exclaim.

I glare at him...

But who can stop him..

" what the hell ...are you okay? Did you already go crazy? Oh my Ranjeet..." He exclaim dramatically

I glare at him

" i guess you are getting less work. Should i assign more?"

He straighten immediately " No sir! I'm on my way!"

He turned and left with the speed of light

What is wrong with me? What are these strange feelings? Why is she on my mind all the time?

I sigh and decided to roam outside for a bit to clear my head. I decided to sword fight a bit to shake these weird thoughts and feelings off.

I went to the training ground. but, suddenly my sight fell on the roof..i stopped in my way as i remebered the day i saw her dancing there like her whole world was collapsing.

She is surrounded by people but, why does she seem so lonely? And the fact she committed suicide twice is something that's bothering me alot. She is not someone to take her own life. She was famous for torturing people. So what changed? Why is she so hellbound on dying?

And the way she cried that day... Her pain...those tears...those were not just an act or another trick she'll pull.. what is wrong with her?

Can memory loss change a person so much? Is it even possible? So many questions but no answer. She's suspicious for sure. She was never someone to be compassionate or empathetic. It feels like a different soul with different personality entered her body.

I sigh " what am i thinking..."

But, her eyes.. they make me want to hold her , comfort her and hide her away from this cruel world far far away...

I curse myself internally... I'm going crazy...i really need some time to calm myself down. A distraction...other than her .

I walked to the training ground to fence for a bit to clear these strange thoughts from my mind.

But i was held back when i saw her ..on the training field with her maid Tripti and her swordman ship instructor standing a bit far watching her.

A servant brought a sword to her as her instructor instructed. Why does she look so nervous? She's the best at handling swords in Ratangarh so why?.. it almost felt like she's scared of the sword. She's clenching on her lehenga on both sides like she's trying to pretend to be strong .

The instructor spoke " start practicing, princess" in a firm voice.

She flinched a bit and extended her hand to pick up the sword . As she picked up the sword , she stumbled a bit bending towards the ground putting the tip of the sword on the ground . It almost felt like she was holding a sword for the first time.

The sword was heavy. No doubt. But, she should be habbitual till now. She was sweating too much for a professional. She picked up the sword with both her hands almost like it was taking all her strength. I watched her intently , her every move waa screaming nervousness and fear in her tensed body.

I heard her instructor ask the soldiers if anybody want to duel with her to practice. But they all backed out. As she was ruthless while sword fighting..she usually injured people seriously when she gets into it. I smirked as i saw my chance to test her out and know what actually is happening. If she actually lost her memories or she's pretending.

" I'll do it.."

i stepped out looking at her struglling with the sword on the field.

The people around turned their head i shock ... expected..

"Bring my sword.."

i say in an authoritative tone

I walked to her all this time ..i couldn't look away from her. She was oblivious of my presence struggling with holding the sword until i stood in front of her holding my sword.

I smirked

" well princess~ are you ready?"

She looked up and knit her eyebrows in confusion and slight shock

" Heh?! For what?"

I couldn't help but chuckle at her funny expression. I couldn't help but tease her a bit.

" Horse riding or what?"

I smirked teasing her

She gave me a glare

" Oh my! Prince when did you get so~ funny?~" She said sarcastically getting annoyed

I smirked " Right after meeting you ~"

" Are you afraid princess?" I raise an eyebrow to rile her up

I could see her getting nervous and scared but she put on a proud face.

" Hmph... Scared? Me? Hell nah! It's just I don't wanna hurt you in front of your soldiers. It won't ve good for your reputation you know"

I chuckled " oh princess~ you worry too much. Go ahead ..trample my reputation"

I walk closer to her looking intensely in her eyes

" Or~ are you not the princess?"

She snapped her head to look at me. Her face went pale like i caught her red handed. I knit my eyebrows... what's with the expression? I just said it to rile her up but...

She stuttered getting restless " f..fine! Let's duel. But i lost my memories ..so I can't be sure if i remember how to use the sword anymore" she avoided eye contact

I squinted my eyes observing her every moment... Something isn't right... I need to make sure. I backed off and got in a fighting stance.

" Fight princess!"

I spoke in a menacing cold yet firm tone looking fiercely in her eyes.

She shivered a bit looking at me holding the sword with both her hands taking deep breaths like trying to calm herself down.

I charged on her not with full force but enough for her to react and attack back. But, it was surprising ..with every step i took attacking her..she took her steps back getting scared blocking a few strikes closing her eyes tightly just swinging her sword like a kid.

I stopped and looked at her. Then yelled in anger

" Focus!!"

She shivered and i saw a different kind of fire in her eyes suddenly... Like a different person took over. She looked in my eyes with a dearh glare and holded the sword in just one hand coming in a fighting stance.

I was taken aback by the change but before i could process. She charged on me with an intensity i never seen before. Those burning eyes like hungry for blood, those profound and strong strikes, the perfect posture , the perfect tactics.

I was mesmerised by her...i was taking my steps back just defending myself lost in her and her skills. Sweat drops formed on our body , heart beating fast , breathing heavy ... The only sounds could be heard was grunts and clashing of swords.

I was so immersed in her beauty , the sweat beats rolling over her neck , the fierce look in her eyes that she took the opportunity and with swift strike made my sword fly a bit far then, she put her sword over my neck looking fiercely in my eyes ... Her lips parted as she panted heavily

" Hum kbhi haarte nhi hai!!"

She spoke in her husky , firm voice burning with fire.

" Aishwarya...."

I whispered softly looking in her eyes

Her eyes softened suddenly.. almost like her other personality just clicked.. she thin her eyebrows taking her step back.

Shock ,confusion and fear visible on her face. She looked at the sword in her hand then looked around. Her breathing got heavy ..she was panting heavily...

" H..how did i....why...." She muttered to herself looking at her hands

She clenched over her chest panting heavily like it was getting hard for her to breath.

Before i could process anything she fainted. I immediately ran and caught her before she hit the ground. my heart beats raced... I looked at her unconscious face " Aishwarya! Aishwarya!" I called for her

" Call the physician!" I yelled and picked her up bridal style in one swift move taking her to her chambers.

My heart was beating so fast. I don't know why i was feeling like this. Like if I don't hurry up and see her get up ... I'll not be able to breath.. her face resting on my shoulder was making me feel so worried for her don't know why....why i was so worried for her.. but right now nothing matters to me but i just want to see her open those beautiful eyes and look at me.