Page 111 of The Royal Beast & His Caged Princess

"What would I do in the kitchen?? I was cooking", she said trying hard not to fumble

"At this time??", he asked raising his brows, he is liking this a lot, teasing her and her cute face like a child caught stealing candy...

"Y... yes... I was preparing for tomorrow's breakfast", she said

"Oh really?? From now??", he asked again and now she is pissed, his morning treatment towards her had already made her angry beyond limits, and now this...

"Yes, because you throw a lot of tantrums for food and we need a lot of time to think and manage cooking accordingly", she said huffing, and Abhyansh entered the kitchen for the first time after more than one and half a decade, the last time he entered was to search for his mother without whom he couldn't function at that time...

Isha gulped looking at her Beast husband making his way towards her...

"I told you I would eat everything you make without throwing tantrums, but it's you who denied it, saying you could handle my tantrums, now you are tired??", He teased her and she blushed at his husky voice, she is hearing that tone of him for the first time, and it sent tingles all over her body... her spine shivered in anticipation without her will... he smirked at the red hue on her cheeks and her trembling figure...

"I... I didn't say that", she defended herself, she said she wasn't stressing to cook his favourite food but this husband of hers took it to a whole different level...

"You didn't?? But it delivered the same meaning", he said stepping closer but his proximity this time instead of making herblush created fear, what if he hurts her like morning or worse as he did in the past?? No, no he is changed, he wouldn't... but what if he does?? He just did this morning... with all these thoughts, she took a step back in fear and Abhyansh understood it... she closed her eyes and fisted her palms holding her saree tightly making Abhyansh feel more guilty...

"Isha...I won't hurt you, please don't get afraid of me", he said softly holding her cheek caressing her forehead and pushing her baby hairs in the front in place gently... his soft touch calmed her and she slowly opened her eyes...

"I... I don't know... you said the same thing before, but today... morning... you...", she said while a tear escaped her eye...

"I didn't mean to,I am sorry, I thought you were gonna leave me, and I couldn't bear that thought, I don't want you to leave me", he said wiping her tears...

"Don't say sorry, it sounds weird from your mouth", she said softly making him chuckle and she looked at him as if he did the strangest thing...

"It sounds strange to my ears as well, I never said sorry to anyone till date", he said, she looked at him shocked...

"Your teachers didn't teach you??", she asked

"My teachers taught me different things altogether", he said remembering how his gurus taught him to become emotionless, cruel, and cold-hearted. "Leave all that, tell me, did you forgive me??", he asked looking at her confused face and trying to decode his earlier words.

"No", she said plainly, she is afraid of him but she is angry with him as well and he isn't getting his forgiveness so easily.

"Okay, let's go to our room and talk", he said

"Our room??", She asked confused, where is that?? She wondered... it's either his room or her room, from where did their room come in between??

"Will show you, come", he said walking to his chamber...

Stopping at the entrance of his suit, he said "from today, this is our chamber, not mine alone" surprising her...

"Why??", She asked without hesitation, he liked how she is willing to talk to him but he is yet to see his wife's anger...

"Because you are my wife now, not anything else... whatever is mine is yours too", he said

"What if I don't want it", she asked him...

"It's yours Isha, whatever is yours belongs to you alone, whether you want it or not", he said in his same cold tone, he is conversing with her for a long time, but his tone remained cold, and she is irked by it. He observed her expressions of displeasure... "what happened, you look irritated", he asked again in the same cold tone, by this time they walked inside his, no, their chamber, took the stairs, and are walking in the huge hallway outside their rooms... she went and sat on the couch without answering him and he followed her... "what??", He asked again in his steely tone, and this time she is irritated beyond the limit...

"Aap aise kyun ho Maharaj??(Why are you like this, your highness??)", she asked exasperated, he looked at her with amusement... her irritated look and frown on her face looked too cute... he sat beside her and kissed her forehead, and soon her frown is replaced by a small smile and blush, she looked down...

"Kaise hai hum, zara batayiye(how am I?? Enlighten me)", he asked, amusement dancing in his tone, and hearing his tone, her cheeks flushed more...

"This... this is what I am talking about, most of the time you talk as if you have ice in your mouth, like a robot, with no emotions in it, I feel like it's a festival whenever I get to hear your tone with softness or any emotions in it", she said and he smiled, a genuine wide smile, with love dripping for her in his eyes for her.

"I am like this Rani sa, and I am sorry but you have to bear me for your whole life", he said

"Ha woh hum krlenge par... (Ha... that I'll do but...)", she said but cupped her face with wide eyes realizing what she is saying, and shook her head vigorously, he smiled cupping her face...

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