“Princess, don’t you think I am too old to cut the cake?” He replied playfully.
“Nope, you are not. Now come on, let us cut the cake.”
We cut the cake, and Grandfather fed us a little, and we did the same.
We all took our seats near him, and I asked, “So now tell me, Grandfather, what do you want for your birthday gift?” I asked, holding his hand.
“Well, dear, honestly, today I am the happiest person in the world. However, as you know, humans are greedy creatures, so I don’t mind if you give me a great-grandson or daughter soon.” He replied in a teasing manner. And I became a tomato again after hearing this.
“What do you say, Azar?” He turns to face sire, asked him in a playful question.
“I would love to fulfil your wish, Grandfather. But Aunt Nina’s stupid rituals are not getting over. So don’t blame me if it gets delayed.” He spoke like he had said nothing.
My eyes come out like soccer balls when I hear this. I looked at my king, and he was looking at me. God, this is so embarrassing.
I mouthed “shameless,” and he just shrugged his shoulders.
Hearing him, Grandfather started laughing like a kid and spoke while cleaning his tears: “Oh Azar, I never thought you would follow those rules, but I am glad to see you following, and I am so proud of both of you.”
I looked down as this was too much for me to handle, and it was hell embarrassing, and I am so thankful to Aunt Nina, who changed the subject, maybe because of my condition.
“Senior Sire, you are getting discharged the day after, and then we are leaving for the estate from here only.”
“Oh, that’s good. I am eager to go back; it has been a long time since I haven’t visited the estate, and I want to change from this boring hospital nurse and doctor.” He spoke, making his face look like a kid’s.
“Well, grandfather, you will surely get changed, but nurses and doctors are coming with us. I cannot take any chances with your health, and there will not be any change in this, so don’t waste your time convincing me.” My king spoke with dominance.
Grandfather pouted, but did not say anything.
“By the way, how’s the preparation for your reception?” He asked, looking at Azar.
“Well, I am planning to cancel it. I don’t want you to experience unnecessary stress.” He dismissed the idea.
“No, I will not take any of your excuses on this, Azar. It is very important. I have not attended your wedding, but now I don’t want to miss your reception, and people must be waiting to welcome their king and queen.” He spoke, looking dreamy.
“Grandfather, we can do it after you get fit and fine. Right now, it will be too much for you.” Azar again argues.
“I will come for some time and leave, but the reception will not cancel; that’s it.” Grandfather declares.
Azar huffed, but finally agreed with this.
We left home after some time, and Aunt Nina stayed back with Grandfather for his company.
ARA’S POV
We reached home, and house help came to inform us that lunch was ready.
We finished our lunch and went to our room.
I thought of packing my stuff before I leave for my house so I wouldn’t have to worry about it later, and I started doing my work while Azar was busy on the calls.
After some time, I was done, heard the knock on the door, and noticed Aunt Nina was standing.
“Ara dear, wear some nice dress you are going to wear for the first time after your marriage to your house and get ready nicely.”
“Yes, Aunt Nina,” I said, nodding in agreement.
She left after that, and I went towards my closet to look for something nice to wear, and finally my eyes stopped at Green Dress.
I wore a blouse and skirt and jewellery, did some light makeup, and took my scarf to set.
I was struggling to set the heavy scarf, and I noticed someone started helping me, and I knew who that someone was.
He sat the scarf on my shoulder, and I secured it with the pin and looked towards him.
“You look breath-taking”, he said, packing on my forehead.
“When will you be back?” He asked, holding my hand while sitting on the dressing chair.
“I will be back the day after, and I guess I will see you directly at the airport, as we are leaving early in the morning.” I said it again, looking at my last look.
He knitted his eyebrow. “Why not today? You go meet everyone, and I will come and pick you up by late in the evening,” he said with authority.
I kissed his hand and said, “My King, one night I have to stay there. It’s compulsory, and tomorrow I have to go to the temple with Mom. I don’t know when I will go back to Stockholm again, so let me stay for two nights, and then I am all yours.” I finish my statement with the best smile on my face. I know he will be mad at hearing this.
“This dimple smile will not work all the time on me, My Queen,” he said, looking directly into my eyes.
“Please, My King,”, I pout, requesting him.
Holding my waist, I pulled myself towards him, put his head on my tummy, and took a deep breath.
His one hand started roaming on my butt cheek, and the other hand kept aside my scarf and kissed on my belly button. I shudder at his sudden touch.
Then I felt his tongue roam on my belly button and all over my tummy, giving me sloppy kisses. My fingers started roaming in my hair and closing my eyes.
He bit me there, and I moaned his name in pain and pleasure. We were both so lost in our world that we could not keep tabs on the time and heard the knock on the door.
I came to my senses first, but Azar was still lost. I know I have to stop him before I lose myself.
“My King,” I spoke slowly, but he did not give any heed to my words and kept his torcher on.
“Azar,” I spoke while touching his face, and finally he stopped. He did not look up; he just stayed in the same position. I give him his own time to relax.
After some time, he looks up, and I know what he is thinking.
“I will miss you too, Azar,” I said, holding his face and kissing his temple.
He smiled and got up, and in one shift, he pinned to the wall, “Tomorrow is the last day, and then you will be mine. “Day,” she kissed my temple, “and night,” he kissed my lips.
I instantly backed off. “My King, you are spoiling my lipstick.” I pouted, saying this.
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