Meenakshi and Aditya retired to their room while the royals retired to the court and his father went back to his chamber. Aditya and Meenakshi changed into something simple and comfortable so that they could nap for a while before they would be called for lunch. Meenakshi changed into a cotton saree, tied like a dhoti at her legs, while Aditya changed into a cotton kurta and dhoti.
"What you did today was bold!" He said, trying the strings of his kurta.
"Bold or right?" She asked, folding her saree.
"Bold as equally right. One, you decided to stand up against the oldest man in the court, Mantri Rajiv Singh"
"Was I wrong or disrespectful?" She asked, trying to keep her tone in check. Aditya walked to her and held her shoulders and pulled her closer.
"No you were not. But this idea is so old and rooted in them that it is not easy to bring a change. But with you, I am certain that I can conquer some of the toughest battles of the court."
"Hmm. I just wish to do the right thing. Help me if I stumble." She said.
"You shall always find me by your side. Let's rest before we are woken up for lunch." Meenakshi nodded and joined him by the bed. They let out a sigh as they hit the bed, realizing how tired they were from all the traveling and meeting. They chuckled together as Aditya pulled Meenakshi close, his chest touching her back, his arm wrapped firmly around her waist. And just like that they slipped into one of the most peaceful slumbers they ever had in the longest days.
Meenakshi and Aditya fell into a peaceful yet perfect routine. They woke up early to get ready for the court and listen to the people. They then had discussions with the council and advisors on various topics, some of them that had started due to her arrival. She had looked into issues that had never been addressed or even seen as one. She took up the responsibility of women, their well being, health and concerns, their happiness and safety. All of these did not mean she was partial to men, they also had equal opportunities. She had expanded Aditya's idea of open courts for hearings and appointed smaller courts and representatives who would take up the issues on their behalf to the king and queen for solutions. She had initiated schools and universities, inviting room for debate and discussions from around the kingdom, educating people, men and women alike.
The kingdom fell into a new life with Meenakshi as their queen and Aditya as their king. They were loved by the people and respected by everyone. They ensured that they ruled with a tight fist but also were kind and compassionate. The punishments were harsher and the rewards beneficial. They were the perfect king and queen.
Aditya walked into their room finishing his bath, when he found Meenakshi sitting by the window and absentmindedly playing with her hair. He walked towards her and placed his palm on her shoulders, making her look at him. "Where did I lose you?" He asked.
"Nowhere." She smiled and looked at him. She tucked her legs inside and asked him to sit in front of her by the window sill.
Aditya gladly obliged, as he sat in front of her. He slowly pulled the legs out and placed them on his lap making her gasp.
"Aditya, what are you doing?" She asked, chiding him for his behavior. Aditya shushed her and placed her feet on his legs. His fingers slowly massaged her feet, rubbing the knots slowly yet hardly. He put the right amount of pressure making her sigh in relief.
"Feeling better?" He asked, seeing her reaction.
"Yes, but you need not do this. You must also be tired from all the kingly duties, let's go to sleep."
"I am not a king now. I am merely your husband. Can't a husband take care of his wife? I am sure every wife loves to be pampered by her husband." Aditya whispered the last sentence, making Meenakshi hide her face in her palms. She bent forward and wrapped her arms around his neck. Aditya pulled her closer by her feet, making her front touch his side. He wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer, making her blush in a furious shade of red. She looked at his handsome face, his eyes brimming with love, respect, admiration and perhaps a bit of want. Her gaze fell lower, to his lips making her absentmindedly wet her own. Aditya took in a deep breath seeing her heated gaze on his, now that it was focused on his lips. She leaned forward, and placed her lips on his cheeks, very close to his lips. Letting it linger there for more than a moment, she slowly pulled apart, her eyes finding his.
"You are treading dangerously." Aditya whispered cupping her cheek with his one hand, while the other trailed slowly above on her legs, closer to her knees. She took a deep breath at his calloused fingers meeting the skin of her legs and Aditya visibly gulped.
"How dangerous?" She asked, running her finger from his forehead, teasing and scraping it down his cheeks and gracing his lips and finally tailing down to his chin.
"So, dangerous that I am about to take you now, without any mercy!" He whispered, his lips touching hers.
"You won't be merciful?" She asked, her lips brushing hers.
"Should I? I thought you liked me better if I am ruthless, my hands gripping your body, pulling it against mine, my lips devouring yours before it sets your body on fire, my skin flushed against yours, hardly any gap in between that even air is suffocated to pass through, my fingers tracing your body with a want to remember you even in the dark, my hair in your grip, as pain pleasurably takes me through, and then reaching that brink of ecstasy, from where we cascade our highs down together, as our breath mixes together, our heartbeats in sync as they try to calm down. That is how I show my mercy, that too only if you want me too. I think we should possibly engage until your lips forget screaming anything but my name and all you can see is the stars."
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