Jaipur, Shiv Mandir

Author's POV

"Masa Bhai Sa is here," Rakesh said and everyone just stared at him in pure shock.

No one expected that news, it was like they saw a lake full of water in the Thar Desert of Rajasthan.

Everyone turned their eyes towards the man who was walking and after looking at his state they were left speechless.

Rudra Pratap Singh Rathod, The third Prince of the Royal family.

He was walking straight towards the lake full of water which was in front of the Shiv Temple.

He was wearing a white Dhoti, and his upper body was naked showing his well-built and rigid chest, a white loose thread was dangling on his Ashen muscles.

His whole body was covered with ash powder, hiding his beautiful features behind it, and his long shoulder-length hair was hiding his half of face, but the aura surrounding him was still hitting hard with each step.

Noises stopped and silence spread everywhere, people were holding their breath after looking at the enchanting sinner walking in front of their eyes.

He was like walking fire, which was ready to burn everything, and the way his mere presence dominated that whole place was enough for them to know who he was, a third prince of the Royal family.

The girls and women who were present there didn't see his facial features because of the ash that was covering his whole body but still, they knew that he was the second name of magnificence and they all were mesmerized by his one look.

It was the first time that the Third son of the Royal family and elder son of Harshvardhan made a public appearance, before this no one ever saw him just his name was enough to make them shiver.

He never appeared at any social gathering, nor did he appear in any family event, so it was hard for everyone to identify him but they knew no one would ever dare to violate a rule of the Royal family if he was not a Royal by blood and the man who was walking in front of them capturing their eyes did it by disrespecting them and coming with the dirty body in the purest place like Temple.

Girls who were gawking at him quickly bowed their heads down knowing that if anyone caught them looking at him in that way their heads would be on their hands they knew he wasn't an ordinary man to get in the hands of commoners like them.

They can only dream about him but getting him was like trying to catch a beautiful moon that is far away from them.

But the total opposite, the men who were present there were sweating with fear, remembering what they heard about him.

The man who was walking in front of them was the second name of darkness which would consume them if they crossed his path, they were sure of it and were continuously praying to God not to show them the worst from which they feared but they forgot that the devil himself is born after so many prayers to God.

The common people, businessmen, and famous politicians who were present there knew that this Puja was held for his well-being but it wasn't the first time that the Royal family organized the Puja for his safety he never attended it, and they thought this time was also going to be the same but it was unexpected to see him there and also in that terrifying state.

Fear erupted inside Harshvardhan's heart thinking the secrets that they had been hiding for a long time would come out and the Dark side of Rudra Pratap Singh Rathod would be revealed in front of the whole world.

He glanced at his father who had the same expression as him. Every member of the Royal family was shocked as hell to see him there, they knew he wasn't the type of person who would come behind the power and position but he was there and they were just thinking the reason behind his arrival.

Digvijay glanced at his grandson and his eyes got stuck on him, he knew his third grandson was a puzzle that no one could solve and could never be able to solve.

Rudra always disobeyed him, broke every rule, and always went against his orders, because of it he was always his least favourite out of all his grandchildren but he knew if anyone could handle the Rathod empire then the last option was also him.

He knows his grandson is someone who loves darkness and if his obsession towards it becomes limitless then it will consume the whole of Jaipur and that day will be the doom of Rathod but still from the deep of his heart, he wanted him to come.

But when his wish came true, he wasn't that happy, the reason was the inhumanity in his grandson's eyes.

Rudra's hawk-like eyes were just staring straight at the temple and a wide smirk was playing on his beautiful lips, making him look more pleasurable to everyone's eyes.

The way he was walking towards the temple was catching everyone's attention, his ebony orbs were shining in the daylight making him look more sinful than he already was, he was the most handsome out of all Rathods but a different and dangerous too, his body language always scared peoples around him, but this thing always gave pleasure to his eyes.

Araysh who was following him was enough alert to glance at his surroundings to check if any hidden enemy was hiding behind the mask of the common man and was planning anything evil against his hukum, not knowing that two beautiful onyx eyes were staring at him from the middle of the females who were standing at the one side of the lake.

She was staring at Araysh with so much love in her eyes, she had just seen him during their engagement but her heart betrayed her and fell in love with that man.

Maybe it wasn't re she liked him other than her Bhai Sa and Baba Sa, the way he behaved sweetly with her it just touched her heart.

She checked him from head to toe and suddenly her smile fell from her face seeing a gun in his waistband, her gazes traveled down from him to the man who was walking in front of him and her breath got stuck inside her throat she clutched her veil tightly, something said her to leave everything and run but she ignored it and started to examine him and her heart thumped loudly with so many emotions but the main emotion which was invading her heart was terror, she checked him, the way his black orbs were shining, the way his smirk was widening with his every step, the way his shoulder length hair was blocking her way to view his whole face was making her uneasy, she again glanced at Araysh and then her brother Veer ( PA of Abhiraj) who was holding his head low, she came out of her thoughts and glanced at her surrounding, all peoples were looking downwards even her Baba Sa was holding his head low except the Royal family, but she didn't held her head low, She stared at the man who started to cascade down the stairs of the lake.

Rudra cascaded the stairs of the lake and sank himself into the water fully drenching and cleaning the traces of the ash of the burning bodies like trying to wash his dark soul before entering the place of God, he closed his eyes and her beautiful eyes flashed in front of him, and sweet voice of anklet resonated in his ears, he smiled and came out of the water, he joined his hand and made his way towards the havan kund where the head priest was sitting and chanting the mantra, he moved his feet but that sweet voice again reached his ear and he halted at his track he glanced at his surroundings and his smirk grew wide, he knows this time he is not hallucinating her, she is here, his queen is here.

Gayatri felt happy seeing her son there except for her there was everyone shocked, terrorized, or seething with anger at his presence.

Baldev clenched his jaw with pure annoyance and looked at his sons who were also furious, but suddenly his expression changed and a cunning smile graced his lips, he knew today it would be the end or start of a new war.....