The Queen of Heart

Episode 3

Sarah’s POV

    I am a 24-year-old beauty, to be queen of course. I love myself very much and expect others to love only me, but 17 years ago my father brought one orphan girl and said that he is adopting that girl.

    She was more beautiful than me and she grew up more and more beautiful. I do a lot of makeup to look beautiful, and she never applies anything on her face, but looks beautiful with her hazel dark brown eyes with chubby cheeks and straight nose and her lips are a special attraction to her face, they are so thin and attractive that I want to kill her for looking beautiful than me.

    Chhavi, she is just 17 years old, but going to turn 18 next week, I want to make her my personal maid, but I am afraid what if my king gets attracted to her?

    She is so naive and she believes in me a lot. Of course, she treats me as her elder sister, but I treat her as my maid.

    Now, why am I talking about her, because I have some work with her, she has to receive punishment on my behalf as I broke my dad’s favorite vase worth lakhs.

    Chhavi, where are you?

    “Coming, arranging your clothes,” said Chhavi from inside.

    I already made her my maid long ago. She washes my clothes, arranges my clothes, cleans my bed, and she cooks for me as well, but she doesn't know who does all that work.

    “Yes sister, did you call me?” asked Chhavi.

    “Chhavi, I broke dad’s favorite vase, and you know tomorrow one king is coming to see me and I can’t receive any punishment today,” I said to her making a sad face.

    “But sister, my palms are still sour with last week’s punishment,” she said and her eyes welled up with tears.

    “Chhavi, what you will do with the hands, just take rest for two days and the pain will subside on its own and if you want I will apply some cream on it,” I said looking at her hands and she hid them.

    “It will hurt a lot,” she said and tears started to flow from her eyes.

    “What are younger sisters for, Chhavi? They should protect their elder sisters by covering up their mistakes, right?” I asked, but today she didn’t have the courage to take punishment on my behalf, but I am also adamant.

    “Chhavi, do you want the king to reject me?” I asked and she nodded her head as no.

    “If he sees stick marks on my hands, what will he think?” I asked again and she looked at me confused.

    “Chhavi, he will think the girl who can’t even protect the vase from breaking, how can she protect his kingdom,” I said and she started blinking her eyes, which means she is thinking and I know I am closer to my success.

    “Chhavi,” I said and she nodded her head and said, “I will take the punishment,” and wiped off her tears.

    “Did you cook my pasta?” I asked and she nodded as no.

    “Chhavi, I am hungry,” I said and my dad Santosh Rajput called my name from downstairs and I know why and I looked at Chhavi and she started shivering.

    “Chhavi, you have to take my blame on you,” I reminded her and went downstairs.

    “Who broke this vase?” asked Santosh, flaring his nostrils in anger.

    “Dad, how can I know? I was in my room,” I said innocently.

    “I should install cameras in my house to catch your lies,” he said.

    “Dad, Chhavi is the one who runs here and there the whole day, she only might have broken the vase,” I said and he looked at me like he would eat me alive, but I am not going to take a step back, so I called Chhavi down.

    “Dad, you can ask her,” I said looking at her trembling hands and now I am afraid that she may blurt out the truth.

    “Chhavi, did you break the vase?” dad asked looking at Chhavi and she started fidgeting her fingers.

    “Chhavi, I am asking you something?” he raised his voice and she just nodded her head as yes.

    “You know the punishment right?” he asked and she nodded her head again.

    “Go and bring the stick now,” he ordered and she looked at dad with teary eyes and he looked at me angrily and I looked at her and signaled her to go with my eyes.

    She slowly brought the stick and gave it to my dad and he asked again, “are you sure that you only broke the vase?”

    She nodded as yes and forwarded her hand and then I saw her hands which were already red. I turned towards dad, but he was not looking at her hands, he was looking at her face and gave a blow and she hid her hands behind her crying in pain.

    “If you have made a mistake then be ready to take punishments as well,” he said and she slowly forwarded her hand again, but dad threw the stick and went away from there and Chhavi ran into her room crying and I sighed in relief that I got saved with the punishment.

    After some time, I went to her room and asked, “did you make pasta, I am feeling hungry?”

    “I will make it now,” she said, wiping off her tears, and walked towards the door.

    “Chhavi, make it somewhat spicy,” I said and came out along with her and she nodded her head and walked towards the kitchen.

    As I was going towards my room, dad came in front of me and said, “you think you got saved with my punishment, what will you do with the curse that her heart might have given you?”

    “Why will she curse me dad?” I asked innocently.

    “She will never curse you, but her heart will definitely curse you and one day you will be in her position and no will be there to help you,” said Santosh and started to go away from there and I asked, “are you cursing me?”

    “You are hurting my angel, don’t you think my heart will also curse you?” he asked.

    “He is an angel, then who am I to you dad? You always think about her, but never think about me,” I said, getting angry.

“Don’t you know who you are?” asked Santosh and went away from there.

I hate these people, they just love her, but I don’t know why. When I was 10 years old and she was just 4 years old, whenever guests used to visit our house, they used to pinch her cheek and used to talk to her and used to ignore me though I was standing right beside her.

    In the night, dad called me and informed me that King Vikram is going to visit our house at 4 pm and I should be ready to meet him. What the f**k? Why should I meet him, who didn’t even wait for one year after the death of his queen?” I just nodded my head as okay.

    “Sarah, please behave properly in front of him, it is just a formal talk, anyway you are going to get married next week,” he said and it felt like he threw a bomb at me and I looked at him shocked.

    “We have already decided last month only,” he said smiling and I ran towards my room.

    How can they decide without asking me? He is second hand, I mean he is already married once and I am not interested in losing my virginity to an already married person, I have to think something fast before everything slips from my hands.

    “Hello Kumar,” I called my boyfriend.

    “Hey Sweetie, how are you?” he asked, but I came straight to the point and asked, “are you a virgin?” and I think he was shocked by my question.

    “What are you asking, Sweetie?” he asked and I said, “I am asking a simple question.

    “I am still a virgin,” he said and I smiled and said, “I will be at your house by 3 pm, make sure that no one is at your house,” and disconnected the call.

    I can marry him, he is tall and handsome, but he is not a king, and can never become the king as well, so I have not considered him as my life partner.