NOVEL~*Hiding behind a Stranger*~THREAD 28~CHAPTER 33 - UPD 3rd May - Page 7

Originally posted by: harshu27

Heera fought to keep her eyes open for as long as she could, so that she wouldn't miss the sign that she was certain her sister was going to give her. But eventually, her body lost the battle against sleep.

Her eyelids drew to a shut.

'Baisa...'

'Heera...'

'Yes...' her voice came out hoarse and groggy 'Yes...'

'Heera... wake up...'

'Baisa...'

'Yesss... yesss I am... I am...' yawning and stretching her arms out to shake away the stiffness, the young lady slowly sat up.

Opening her eyelids was an even greater struggle though 'I... I... I... I'm...' It took longer than usual to make sense of the fresh surroundings. Was it because her vision had far greater clarity now than it had most days? Or was it because her throbbing headache was gone? But the place somehow appeared different from what it was last night.

His chamber...

'So...' holding his chin high, Akbar tied the top part of his tunic into a tight double knot before straightening the collar 'The threats that we received from the capital... they've been dealt with? As instructed?'

'Yes...' Sayyid brought forward the handsome overcoat

'Dealt with, for now?' Akbar slipped his arms into the sleeves of the overcoat 'Or dealt with forever?'

With an army of friends and relatives following him closely, the young man then proceeded towards the main entrance, where ladies stood with platters of lamps and flowers to receive the guests.

After the young groom placed his sword upon the 'thoran', the auspicious string of flowers - as an announcement of his arrival - the elaborate Arti ceremony was carried out.

And before she'd found an answer, he did something else that raised another question in her mind. Unbeknown to anyone else, he gently adjusted his hand under hers, securing her palm in his grip.

Shortly, the ends of her veil were tied to the edges of his shawl - signifying the nuptial knot 'Ghat bandhan'.

The moment of the sacred vows had come!

Most of what followed was a haze. A blur.

Before she knew it - Heera was sitting by his side again, her veil lifted, her hair uncovered, so he could fill her hairline with the red vermilion, the 'Sindoor'.

She could perceive the heat of a thousand eyes watching her unveiled face right then, but it was nowhere as intense as the sensation of his dark eyes upon her, studying her expressions closely. So overwhelming was the sentiment that her eyes shut close as soon as she noticed him picking up a pinch of red powder.

d xpressions mite not match...but since here too he is putting d sindhoor so i tght of posting dis pic😆