Page 78 of The Royal Beast & His Caged Princess

"Oh... ", she said still in shock... she couldn't avert her gaze, as if his eyes have magnets and are attracting her heavily... his blue orbs have so much depth in them and she wanted to dig into every emotion that's hidden in them...

"Sit here", he slowly took her to the chair in front of his table and he dragged the other chair to her front and sat on it...

"Don't get afraid of me, I won't hurt you... ever...", he said... " Do you trust me??", he asked and she widened her eyes, he understood that it was too soon to ask that so he rephrased his question... "Do you trust my word??", he asked her

"Yes Maharaj", she said softly...

"I am giving you my word, I won't hurt you", he said and she nodded in okay, at that particular moment, all he wanted is to pull her into a deep kiss, she looked so innocent and divine nodding her head like a child...

"Then why did you call me here??", she asked softly

"To ask you something", he answered and she looked into his eyes asking him what it is... " Do I really throw tantrums regarding food??", he asked her, this time there is no fury or coldness, just softness and she felt as if he is a child seeking approval, she would have thought that he is doing the same if she didn't know him better... His question and the tenderness in his tone surprised her... she didn't know what to answer... "It's okay, you can say anything, but be honest", he added

"Yes Maharaj", she said looking down and his eyes suddenly became dull... he is a bother to her... he raised her head holding her chin and looked into her eyes...

"Why do you think so??", he asked her

"You don't eat all kinds of food, you need a very specific meal, you will not even touch the food if it's not according to you, you prefer being empty stomach rather than having something which is not of your likes", she said and he is surprised... She is a very good observer, she knew his every food habit just in 11 months of their marriage, though he hardly interacted with her...

"I will eat all kinds of food from tomorrow, you don't have to stress regarding my food from tomorrow", he said suddenly, his voice getting back to his usual cold tone...

She looked at him with wide eyes, she heard from her mother-in-law that it's impossible to get him to eat food that is not of his like and here he agreed so easily... why did he agree now?? And then she remembered his words in her mind... stress?? But she isn't stressing...

"Maharaj... It's not a stress for me... I am happy to prepare the food of your like", She said softly averting her gaze when he started staring at her intently... he understood that he isn't a bother to her, but he wants to listen to her more... how he is not a bother to her... so he continued the Q & A

"But you said I throw a lot of tantrums??", he asked her

"You do, but I am okay with it, all I want is for you to eat the food contently... ", she said and his lips slightly twitched upward... and his heart did somersault...

"So you mean, you can handle my tantrums??", he asked her trying to tease her but she got afraid of his question and he closed his eyes... why will he keep forgetting that his wife needs time to get used to his presence and closeness...

"Go and sleep, it's late", he says, gets up from the chair and goes back to his throne chair, and starts working... Isha stares at him for a few seconds before walking away... he looks at her retreating figure and sighs deeply...

"Isha...", he told himself, her name itself calmed him... what is she doing to him that he is ready to change his habits from childhood just for her??

He shook his head and got back to work whereas Isha went to her room, changed into her pyjamas, and slept on the bed but sleep is far away from her, her husband's behaviour is shocking her... why is he being so nice to her... what suddenly got into him and why is she enjoying his attention so much?? She is surprised with herself, is she the same girl who wanted to run far away from him?? These days all she wants is to be near him...

Soon she drifted into sleep thinking about him...

"Abhyansh... you know what happened in office today?? Ragini and Reetu are fighting like kids in front of a client, I had to step in to manage the situation... these two I tell you... ", Isha said leaning on his chest...

"Isha...enough about them, let's talk about us... I want to take you out, you are always busy these days... ",Abhyanshwhined in his rough tone

"Abhyansh...you know how I feel when you call me by my name??", Isha said cupping his face...

"You told me many times, but I still want to hear again...",Abhyanshsaid kissing her head...

"It's heaven Ansh... heaven...", Isha said nuzzling her head into his chest...

"And you know how I feel when I hear 'Ansh' with these lips... ", he said rubbing his thumb over her lips... he leaned in to kiss her...

"No...", Isha woke up with a jerk... her body is sweating but she is feeling something different, it's not fear but a different feeling which is nice... what the hell is that dream... how can she even dream about him like that?? She can never accept him as her husband, and he can never accept her as his wife too... he hates her... but that dream...

Isha closed her eyes tightly to stop those visuals from playing in her head... her cheeks heated up, she couldn't even face her husband now...

She shook her head till those visuals stopped playing in her head, she got up and got ready in a traditional saree, and started her daily work but she is surprised to see maids doing her job...

"You are not allowed inside the chamber, right??", she asked politely...

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