Ritha had to admit that Mario was a tough competitor. He was very well versed in using his pawns and knights but she also had great experience of chess as she played it a lot with her father whenever he was free.Finally after two hours, curtains were drawn at the game when Rithambara won. Fuming Stephano was on the verge of losing his temper but masquerade his feelings in order to not let Ritha doubt him. After escorting Ritha out of the room, Stephano gently took Ritha's hand in his and kissed the back of her hand tenderly.Rithambara watched his retreating back and turned around to see Aquila watching him with keen interest. Rithambara raised her one brow in a questioning manner while Aquila's expressions turned bedazzled. After observing her for a minute or two Rithambara went away.After talking to Rosa and doing some other usual errands, at night time she was laying in the arms of her husband while Justus was cradled

The king's very presence in the room was giving away the vibes of his strength. He had a scar on left side of his forehead which ran down till his left cheek. His shoulder length grey hair was flowing freely while his eyes were analysing everyone meticulously.Glancing at everyone's slumped shoulders and worn out eyes, the king guessed that something is not in their favor but being a king, he can't afford to acquire their attitude. In order to survive upcoming events bravery was the key, not cowardness.In order to boost the spirit of his team, the king spoke, "Is something bothering my brave Eagles?"Shoulders which were slumped till now, straightened a bit hearing the adverb brave. One of the ministers broke the news shakily that king Atticus wasn't dead because their plan backfired. There was a sharp intake of breath by the king listening to such a disheartening news but in order to not put down his team's self moral, h

An enthusiastic wave of cold morning breeze entered in the room as if trying to tresspas the couple's conversation. Augustus was deep in his reverie reminiscing painful old times with a distant look in his eyes. Ritha couldn't decipher her husband's emotions which she so desperately wanted to do. Everything was messed up. So messed up! She waited for him to continue because that was the only thing in her hand at this moment. "She tried to break my marriage with Valentina by accusing her falsely and when Valentina was pregnant, she tried to harm her and our baby." heaviness in his voice was the evidence of the whirlpool of emotions he was feeling. "All of these took a serious toll over Valentina's health because apart from me, father and Marcus, nobody talked with her or consoled her. She became very weak and her health kept detirorating during pregnancy." These relevations made Ritha gasp with surprise and sorrow while a look of pa

The pool of people was big enough for lady to drown in. It felt like searching a distinct rain water which suddenly mixed in the flowing river leaving no trace of it's unique persona behind.         His eyes were helplessly roaming around in every direction for a mere glance of her but it wasn't just possible. He was animatedly catering through the crowd sometimes getting a push or two on his shoulder. People were conscious enough to give him space but the crowd was too much to handle.The pitter patter of people was proliferating by each passing second and deafening sound of trumpets and drums around were creating a catastrophic hurricane in his mind which was squeezed with heavy thoughts and emotions. He took a three sixty degree turn but alas! All faces were covered with mask leaving their only penetrating eyes visible. She was nowhere to be found raking Augustus's vexation.People around him w

Drum beats were flooding air with thud sound and intense zeal was spreading across. Incandescent sun was illuminating Ritha's face with a beautiful glow while Eagle's queen was busy studying Ritha's looks through the shreds of her mask.Dressed in an unusual maroon dress which was draped around her chest area with a beautiful golden blouse beneath, she stood out amongst the crowd. For a moment, she was lost in gaping at her. From her coloured clothes , gold jewelries around her neck and forehead to looks, everything was contradicting their culture's beauty parameter but yet, she was inexplicably beautiful. It felt like watching another dimension of elegance and beauty. She looked around the crowd and found everyone peeking a glance or two at Augustus's second wife.Inspecting the beauty infront of her was the only way of overpowering her anger. Here she risked everything but those fools were yet to grace her with their presence. She looked