Sensing the mischief in Abel's eyes, Raksheet tightened his grip around Ira's shoulder and pulled her even more close. Ira felt the pain but she didn't said anything. She can feel the situation is complicated and it would be better if she don't speak much.
"Meet my wife, Ira Raksheet Kumar." He said.
She tried to join her hands as she can't move much in Raksheet's grip. "Greetings your majesty."
"Greetings, princess Ira." Abel said.
Ira can't understand why her husband hate this gentleman looking king infront of her but she have a slight idea that this man could be a fox hiding in sheepskin, just how her husband told her.
Abel's gaze travelled on Ira from head to toe. He can't believe he finally met her. Until now he have only seen her sketches and heard about her by his spy. Ira is far more beautiful than the portrait of her that Abel saw.
Seeing Abel's gaze travelling on his wife, Raksheet clenched his fist in anger and spoke.
"Your majesty, aren't you going to introduce your family to us?" Even if his tone was polite and friendly but his eyes were telling his hidden annoyance and disgust.
Abel looked at Raksheet and saw him glaring at him. But it's not new for him. He have always seen such glaring and disgust filled eyes of others, even when he and his family has suffered because of them.
Shrugging off all the toughest, Abel introduced his family to Ira.
"Yes. Why not? His majesty have already met my family." He was talking about Ashwant "Let me introduce them to you."
He then gestured Pavan to come infront who was boiling in anger to see Raksheet's hand arround Ira, the girl he dreamed to marry. She is standing right infront of his eyes with someone else and that someone else is a biggest enemy of his family.
Pavan faked a smile and came infront.
Abel patted Pavan's back as he spoke "Meet my son, the crown prince of Bayar kingdom, Pavan Bakhshi."
"Nice to meet you, your majesty." Pavan approached Raksheet for shake hand.
Without any hesitation, Raksheet accepted it. "Nice to meet you too."
But the way Pavan held Raksheet's hand, tightly and the anger in his eyes was enough for Raksheet to understand there is something wrong. They broke the hand shake and Pavan's gaze shifted on Ira. His eyes soften and he stared deep in her eyes.
"Nice to meet you princess." He said to Ira in his gentle voice.
"Nice to meet you too." Ira replied.
Pavan's eyes were fixed on Ira, refusing to look away that made Raksheet boil in anger.
"Pavan, I am sorry but should not stare at my wife like this. You are a young man, a crown prince, you should know how to behave infront of a woman." The warning was clearly heard in Raksheet's voice. There must be something very serious that Ira don't know or else her husband won't be this much rude and angry so easily.
Pavan clenched his fist after seeing Raksheet's attitude. How can he insult him after snatching his girl. He wanted to punch Raksheet right on his face so that he will never dared to talk to him like this again.
Even Abel was clenching his jaw in anger. No one dared to talk to his son like this. Controlling his anger and reminding himself about his plan, Abel smiled again and continued introducing his family.
"Ok let it be. Meet my wife Kavya and my beautiful daughter Seya." Abel deliberately slightly pushed Seya towards Raksheet.
Seya bowed her back infront of Raksheet, a little more so that her deep cleavage was visible to him. She was dressed seductively, especially to seduce Raksheet "Nice to meet you, your majesty." She said in her sweet melodious voice.
Raksheet quickly looked away when Seya bent infront of him. "Nice to meet you too."
Ira's eyes darkened when she saw Seya seducing her husband. Being a woman Ira can easily detect when a woman is trying to seduce her husband. Even Ira didn't seduced her own husband, how dare this girl try to seduce him. But there is a one thing Ira have to accept. Even if Seya don't have very good looks compared to Ira but she have the perfect figure, the curves are enough to catch any man's attention. Ira quickly looked up at her husband to see his reaction. For her relief, her husband was already looking away from Seya. He didn't even glanced at her once.
Ira breathed in relief and looked at Seya from head to toe in disgust. She can't bear that this princess of their enemy kingdom dared to seduce her man.
Seya then turned towards Ira and smiled sweetly.
Ira sensed that this girl is so cunning to look so innocent after attempting to seduce her husband. Then why should Ira have to stay back? She passed the same sweet smile to Seya.
"Nice to meet you." Seya said to Ira and came forward to hug her.
Ira wanted to carry on this drama of acting fool and see how long this girl can go. What's her limit? So Ira accepted Seya's hug and replied "Nice to meet you too. My name is Ira." She then broke the hug and held Raksheet's arm "Ira Raksheet kumar, his majesty's wife."
Although Ira wanted to act fool about Seya seducing her man, she can't control her jealousy. She wanted to tell that princess that this young and handsome man she was trying to seduce is hers, her husband. Only Ira have rights on him and that princess can't even compete with her because he will never look at any other woman.
Seya noticed that Ira is jealous and that's what she wanted. "I see. His majesty is so protective towards you, look, how his hands are arround your arm to keep you safe." Seya commented.
Ira felt that Seya understood she don't have any chance on Raksheet after seeing such protective and loving nature of her husband towards her. But the confidence that was filled in her body until now, suddenly shattered in pieces after hearing what Seya said next.
"I wish I will get a husband like his majesty." Seya looked at Raksheet with her innocent and sparkling eyes as if she is asking him to marry her and make her wish come true.
Ira's grip tightened on Raksheet's arm and her expression turned into worry. Her breathing heavies.
Raksheet quickly looked away when he heard Seya's wish. He felt Ira holding his arm a little tight so he looked down at his wife and saw her worried expression.
He understood that Ira is worried because of Seya. He know how Ira get angry when he talk about marrying someone else or having a mistress. He have already seen it when he mentioned his someone special in his life and when he teased her by saying that so many womens in Jwalana want to marry him.
Ira will overthink about it for sure and it will be not good for both of them, specially for her health.
Raksheet patted Ira's hand and Ira looked up at him. He gave her a reassuring smile that somehow calmed Ira's chaotic heart. Her grip loosened on Raksheet's arm and she looked down, controlling her emotions. It is just a wish of Seya to marry someone like Raksheet. Even Seya know that she can't marry Raksheet that's why she want to marry someone like him. And it's not possible for Seya to marry Raksheet as he hate her family so much. Ira smiled slightly after realising all these things.
"I think we should go now." Raksheet said "We have to meet other guests too. enjoy the banquet."
"Hope to see you again, princess...." Abel suddenly spoke "and your majesty."
Raksheet nod with a poker face and pulled Ira close by wrapping his arm around her shoulder. "Hope." He replied in a sarcastic tone and then walked away from there with Ira and Ashwant.
"Do you want to say something?" Raksheet asked to Ira when they were alone.
Ira was looking disturb after meeting Abel and his family. She know what her husband is talking about but she didn't wanted to pull the matter long so she just shook her head and forced a smiled. "No. Nothing."
Raksheet sighed heavily. If Ira don't want to talk about it then why should he start the conversation.
"Ira..."
Ira looked at the direction of voice and found Avanya coming towards her.
"Come with me, I want to introduce you to some women. Their husbands have a big role in our kingdom's economy." Avanya explained.
Ira looked at Raksheet for his permission and he nod. "Ok. Let's go." Ira replied to Avanya and walked away with her, leaving Raksheet alone stressing about her.
"Huh, my wife is such a jealous. I hope she will not scold me because what happened today. What is my fault in it?" He asked to himself, sulking.
When Raksheet was busy thinking about how Ira will treat him tonight, Ashwant called him "Raksheet!" He knocked out of his thoughts and quickly went towards his father "Yes father!"
"Ira, meet Mrs Shanti kashyap. Her husband is Jwalana's famous buisness man. He is the president of board of trade of Jwalana." Avanya introduced Ira to the Nobel womens. They all were covered in gold and diamonds. They were well groomed and collected.
She can sense an aura of strictness and elegance from them. A nobel women always have to be disciplined and look good as she represent her family, her husband's wealth and background.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, princess Ira." Shanti said and joined her hands. Even though she smiled slightly, her cold look didn't disappeared.
"Nice to meet you." Ira replied. Avanya introduced some other womens to Ira. After that Ira was free to go to her husband. When she was searching her husband, someone approached her.
"Looking for your husband?"