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She just tried to get a breakthrough from his grip. What there is a saying. A sleeping person and a dead person's grip is the strongest. It's more than difficult to break it forcefully.
And the more she tried, the more she experienced this weakling's power firsthand.
In the end, out of anger, frustration and fatigue, she just kicked the covers.. Then, with gritted teeth, went to the other side of the bed to sleep. As for her arm. Well, that was death's grip. How could she have any hope against it.
And so for the whole night, her arm remained under his possession. But, either fortunately or unfortunately both slept well, the whole night.
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Another day came, and the sun finally got its chance to paint the horizon with its colors.
And as per the ages old ritual, performed by all the magical creatures, in the Holy Lake. All the creatures present, quench their thirst of power and energy. Then they kowtow in front of the lake… then left the place.
And then they all went to the nearby Resicalin Tree. The most oldest, wisest tree of the forest. For the discussion purpose. After all, the events of yesterday have long been spread out all over The Long Lost kingdom's ground.
Come on, be it the fight between Zaka's and Priya, then the events between Gopi and Priya.Then the gain of 2 chakras of cultivation.
And then, Priya declaring the sovenerity over Gopi. Or the fight between uzumaki and Priya.Or Chaol's visit to Raj.
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So, another day, day full of struggle, full of feelings, full of hope, full of suspense and full of entertainment for dear readers.
So, the third day of Raj's stay in The Lost Kingdom of South:
Raj was the first one to wake up. All no-thanks to the sunrays, who were sneaking their way through the little gap between the curtains.
Last time, they interfered with Priya's beauty sleep. Now it was Raj's turn. But the moment he moved a little to avoid the bright sun rays. He heard a grunt next to him, which made him temporarily froze at his position.
He just constantly kept on blinking. After what seems like an eternity, he moves his head to the side. Just to check the source of the noise.
But, what he saw made him speechless,completely. Priya was sleeping in the same bed, next to him.
Though that wasn't the shocking part of the story. The most shocking part was; his own hand holding her arm, so damn tightly.
That the entire surrounding surface near his hand, was red. Completely red. As if showcasing the sight of domestic violence.
And just a few moments earlier, when he tried to move, he accidentally pressed her arm, more tightly too. If seen from the outsider point of view, then Priya's arm was on the verge of bursting out with blood.
Her green and blue veins were visible clearly. And the fact that she still was sleeping soundly, except for that grunt, when he tightened his grip on her. It actually was a shock ,too.
So, slowly slowly, he firstly lightened the grip, then one by one unfold his fingers and thumb away from her. But, his eyes were fixed on her and her arm. She just gave the relaxed, joyful, blissed expression. The moment her arm was out of the death grip.
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But he wasn't planning to leave it at that. He slowly analyzes her arms with his eyes. As he doesn't even have the guts to touch that reddish part of her forearm. What if he hurts her again?
He could tell that, it must have been his fault. After all, it was him, clearly, who was holding her arm. He could guess that, she didn't have any choice.
After deep analysis, he realized that even his nails have been accidentally embedded in her skin, creating the marks of his fingers and nails in her beautiful jadeite skin.
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Since, he was clueless about what he should do, to make her feel better. So, he went to his one and only source of information. His encyclopedia. 'A crash seven day course on Healing'. His grandma's book.
He searches and searches, only to find out that he needs to apply cold water on that area for a few minutes and then the skin will be back to normal. Following the nature of haemostasis.
Now comes the problem. The most cold form of water is ice. But here, there is no freezer. Then, how will he solve this problem, now.
He, then left with no choice, used the most old and logical way. He used the tap water. As that was the coldest as per the time and situation. He took a deep breath, then took one cotton cloth, drenching it in the vessel of normal tap water.
Then started placing and pressing the area which was red, all no-thanks to him. And as expected, almost after 20 minutes of continuous repetition of the process.
Finally the skin color was back rather than the red color on her arm. And he finally sighed with relief. He was about to take the things to clean them and place them on their respective places.
But then, his black eyes fell on the pair of emerald green eyes, which wasn't supposed to witness such an embarrassing scene, of him working as her nanny. Her long black eyelashes were fluttering constantly.
And he for the first time got the feeling of ' being caught red-handed' while trying to do something very.. very naughty.
But in reality, he wasn't trying anything funny. He was just trying to remove his guilt, just a little.
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Although in the eyes of onlookers that wasn't the case. Come on, she was sleeping at the corner side of the bed, just to maintain the distance, despite her arm being entrapped between his death grip.
But, currently he was actually sitting just one inch away from her, sleeping position. Obviously, taking more than half part of the bed.
But that wasn't all, the way he was currently leaning, he was already violating her private space or thing like that. To say nothing about Priya, even Author is clueless about this person being innocent.
Raj: ' But I am innocent , Author.'
Author : '...'
Raj : ' Trust me.'
Author : '...'
Raj : ' Author you created me, at least you should trust your MC.'
Author : ' Only if I could understand my MC myself, first.'
Raj : '...'
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