Ok, She was done there. He knew it all. She knew she couldn't reveal the truth, for it would only lead to more danger and manipulation. Instead, she remained silent, weaving different ideas in her brain, she could escape him or even dodge this question. she was dawned with a dreaded reality of her every step being watched. Why? She was feigning ignorance to protect herself, her eyes filled with angry tears.
Chitranjan's patience wore thin, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. He slammed his fist on the table, the impact reverberating through the room. "Enough of these games, Vrinda! I know something happened in those gardens, and I demand to know what it was!"
Vrinda's voice remained calm and composed as she responded, "I assure you, Hukam, I have no knowledge of what you speak. Perhaps you were informed wrong or a figment of your imagination."
Chitranjan's face twisted with rage, his self-control slipping away like sand through his fingers. In a fit of fury, he lunged towards her, his hands reaching out to grab her. But in that moment, something within her snapped.
Unbeknownst to her, a surge of energy coursed through her veins, triggered by the threat to her safety. The air around her seemed to ripple and distort as her power awakened. With an instinctive motion, her hand that was thrusted forward to block his attack became a gateway of an invisible force struck that struck Chitranjan, sending him hurtling backward, crashing into the walls of the study.
The room shook with the impact, books and objects flying through the air as his body collided with the solid surface. Vrinda stood frozen, her eyes wide with astonishment at the power she had just unleashed.
He groaned in pain, his body bruised and battered from the forceful impact. He struggled to regain his composure, a mix of disbelief and fear flickering in his eyes. He had underestimated her, never suspecting that she held such extraordinary power within her. Was this because of him?
Vrinda's voice quivered with a mixture of awe and apprehension as she spoke, "I... I didn't mean to... It was... a mistake. I am so Sorry"
The room fell into a tense silence as He struggled to stand up, nursing the wounds inflicted by her unleashed power. But before he could fully collect himself, a deep concern etched itself on the face Ranauk, stationed outside his study. The commotion had not gone unnoticed, and they rushed inside, their eyes darting between the injured Hukam and the unconscious maid lying on the floor.
"Your Highness! are you okay?" one of the guards exclaimed, his voice laced with worry. He instructed Chitranjan
Chitranjan, still recovering from the impact, motioned for them to be silent and asks all guards to move out. "She holds VayuKriti," he replied, his tone filled with a mixture of astonishment and caution. "she cannot fully control it yet."
Ranauk had a puzzled look, their focus shifting from their injured prince to the enigmatic maid lying before them. The sight of Vrinda, unconscious and seemingly harmless, juxtaposed with the havoc she had just wreaked, filled them with a mixture of fear and intrigue.
Ranauk cautiously approached her, his eyes scanning the room for any signs of further danger, "What should we do, Hukam?"
Vrinda's mind remained in a hazy state, consciousness slipping in and out like a fleeting dream. Images of her recent encounter with Chitranjan and the surge of power that had overtaken her replayed in her mind, mingling with a sense of confusion and apprehension.
Chitranjan's voice carried a hint of urgency. "Ensure that she receives proper care. We need to know more about her, about this power she possesses. Take her to the Hospital, and make sure she is attended to by the best doctors we have."
Ranauk nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. He gently lifted her limp body off the floor, cradling her in his arms with surprising tenderness.
As he saw Vrinda's unconscious body was gently lifted by the his Assissant, a surge of possessiveness washed over him. His heart felt heavy, and a tumultuous mix of emotions swirled within him. It was as if an unseen force tugged at his soul, fueling a jealousy that seemed to stem from a deep, hidden place.
Driven by an inexplicable compulsion, He lunged forward, his eyes fixed on her peaceful yet vulnerable form. In that moment, the curse that had plagued his bloodline for generations stirred within him, amplifying the possessive longing that coursed through his veins.
"Wait!" His voice cracked with an unfamiliar urgency, surprising both Ranauk and himself. He reached out, his hands trembling, and gently took Vrinda from the his grasp, cradling her fragile form against his chest.
His Assistant watched in astonishment, their gazes flitting between his prince and the maid he now held protectively. He was unsure of what was transpiring before their eyes. Chitranjan's actions defied all logic, defying the social hierarchy that dictated their roles.
Chitranjan's eyes remained fixed on her face, his expression a mixture of fascination and torment. The curse that had haunted his viens had always sought to possess, to claim. And now, it seemed that Vrinda had become the object of that possessive force, awakening a primal instinct within him that he struggled to understand.
As Ranauk hesitated, unsure of their next move, Chitranjan's voice trembled with a mixture of vulnerability and determination. "Take me to her quarters," he commanded, his tone brooking no argument. "She shall be cared for under my watch."
The Assistant was uneasy but complied, his steps falling in line with Chitranjan's purposeful stride. He led him through the palace corridors, their path guided by the flickering torchlight that cast eerie shadows on the opulent surroundings.
Finally, they arrived at Vrinda's modest quarters, a stark contrast to the grandeur that surrounded them. Chitranjan gently laid Vrinda on the bed, his fingers lingering on her cheek, as if seeking solace in the touch. The guards stood at the doorway, their gazes filled with a mix of confusion and concern.
Chitranjan turned to them, his voice laced with an intensity they had not witnessed before. "Ensure that she receives the best care. Spare no expense, and let no harm befall her."