Page 88 of The Royal Beast & His Caged Princess

"I...I want to talk to you", she said

"Okay, come inside", he said and walked inside his room, he didn't want her to stand for long, he knew she is still weak from that nightmare effect and the trauma... she followed him... he sat on the huge couch and she is standing in front of him...

"I...", she started but he interrupted...

"Sit down first", he said and she took the single couch in front of him... "How are you feeling now??", he asked her

"I'm fine Maharaj... thanks to you, you saved me, I...I'm sorry... I... I don't know what got into me that I....", she started but he interrupted her...

"Don't apologize, it's not your fault...", he said

"No, you saved me, I should be grateful, I'm alive because of you, but instead I...", she said and got teary-eyed...

"Grateful?? Who said you should be grateful??", he asked seriously, she lifted her head and looked into his eyes..."Better...", he said when she lifted her head and looked into his eyes, she understood his words and turned her head to the side trying to hide her blush... Abhyansh raised his brows at her blushing face, she looked extremely adorable...

"I... you saved me though you don't have to... you... I... I think I should be grateful", she fumbled, she didn't understand what should she say... what is he asking?? It's common when someone saves your life by going to extreme lengths, and you will be grateful to that person, what kind of a question is her husband asking, she thought, then it hit her head, is he talking about the relationship between them?? Is he implying that she is his wife and it's his responsibility?? But how could he?? He made it clear to her that she could never be his wife, didn't he??

She looked at him perplexed... he sighed and got up, his injuries hurt when he got up but there is not even a small frown on his face... he walked towards her and sat on the couch beside hers...

"Isha...", he called and she looked into his blue-green mesmerising eyes... whenever he calls her Isha which is very rare, she forgets everything and wants to hug him tightly, he calls her with so much 'love' that if he didn't know about their relationship, she would have misunderstood that he loves her... "You are my wife, protecting you is my responsibility, gratefulness is far, you don't even have to thank me", Abhyansh said so casually as if it's very common for them to talk like that but Isha looked at him, actually gaping at him with shock and surprise. Not only did he call her his wife, but he also said she need not thank him...

'Please tell me what has gotten into him before I go mad god', she said in her mind looking up... Abhyansh looked at her with amusement...

"You have anything more to say??", Abhyansh asked, he didn't feel like letting her go, but when he got up, his wounds opened and blood is oozing out, he didn't want her to notice it and get worried for him.

"No, Maharaj... actually yes Maharaj...", she said remembering something...

"Hm...??", he asked

"It's about what you said before, I...I can do the work, I'm perfectly fine... all I do is cook breakfast, lunch, and dinner since you asked the servants to clean the chamber... I will manage that", Isha said, she knew he eats contently only when she cooks, and she didn't want to offend her mother-in-law in any way so she never uttered about it in front of her, but she herself will tell Isha that...

"You need some rest, you work in the office, at least at home, you need some relaxation", Abhyansh said surprising her, though his tone is cold, she could get the care in his words...

"And cooking is my relaxation", Isha said, and he nodded calmly... she smiled at him and left from there...

As soon as she left the room, he opened his shirt and saw his chest filled with blood... he sighed before taking out the first-aid box to clean the wounds when suddenly Isha came in... Ranveer asked her to come home with him for some days, and she too decided to go there as she needs some alone time with her brother... So, she came back to inform him about that, as he asked her not to ask him for permission.

But what she saw shocked her...

"Maharaj...", she screamed in worry and ran to him... "How did you get this??", She said taking the cotton from his hand and cleaning his wound, she forgot how close they are, and what she is doing, her brain is filled with worry for him looking at so much blood and all his injuries, she didn't even realize that he is standing half-naked in front of her... all that is running in her brain is his pain... "Maharaj.... how... did you get this, please tell me", she said wiping the blood and staring at the deep injury... tears made their way looking at his wounds... she cleaned the wound while he kept staring at her and her tears... every time he looked at her tears, he felt the urge to wipe them but this time he didn't, he loved those worry-filled tears from her eyes, for him.

"Is it paining??", she asked dressing his wound...

"No... I feel good", he said regarding her tears...

"Huh...??", She looked at his face with confusion but looking at him staring at her, she realized their position... she tried to move away but he held her hands... he held her hands and she looked at his face...

"Finish it...", he said pointing towards his dressing and she nodded, she again got indulged in dressing it...

"Is it paining??", She asked again concentrating on the white plaster in her hand... tears occasionally made their way from her eyes thinking about how the wound must be paining for him...

"Every time, it did, but this time, no, I feel good seeing these, I don't even want to wipe them away", he said staring at her flawless face...

She finished dressing and looked at his face hearing his words... she understood he is talking about her tears.

"Why??", She asked with a small smile... she couldn't stop herself from asking him that... his eyes are hypnotizing, she wanted to stay close to him always...

"Because they are for me... those tears are not because you are in pain, but because I'm in pain...", Abhyansh said and she looked at him with wide eyes realizing their proximity, she is about to run away when he held her wrist...

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