Pregnant For The Royal Prince

VIDYA stood totally shocked and dumbfounded. What! Prepare it for him? Like go into the kitchen and begin cooking the food? God!

She doesn’t even know the ingredients used in preparing the meal, she doesn’t even know how to slice onion, she doesn’t even know how to shred veggies, she doesn’t even know how to chop carrots, cut up the chicken, or even handle a knife.

Jeez, the last time she tried shredding veggies, she had cut herself. Crap! She can’t do this.

Instantly, she smiled, concealing her fears, but that was useless, Raghav had already decoded her thoughts.

“Um… my prince, I… I um…”, she stuttered, scratching the back of her head.

“You what? You can’t cook?”, he asked her.

She looked at him and jeez, his eyes glistened with disgust.

“Um, not that I can’t cook, I ugh, I can prepare it some other time for you, yes, it’s late now you know”, she winked.

He scoffed, still keeping his eyes on her.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

“Forget it Vidya, it’s done for. First test failed”, he said with a note of finality.

Huh? She raised her eyebrows in surprise, what is he talking about? First test. Jeez, was this a test or something?

“Yeah”, he nodded. “It’s a test, and you failed it. I can’t marry a lady who doesn’t know her ways in the kitchen”, he smirked.

Jeez, she almost fainted.

“Maharana, I didn’t say I can’t cook, don’t get me wrong”, she said, her eyelids flickering.

“Ugh, so you said what? You can actually cook but must have forgotten the steps?”, he asked.

She laughed out, nodding.

“Yeah Maharana, you are actually right. Yes, I seem to have forgotten”, she replied, still laughing.

Hmph. He scoffed, then looked away. He then laid backwards, and rested his head on the headrest of the couch he was sitting on.

Vidya looked at him and swallowed hard. Damn! Prince Raghav is really hot, she drooled.

She was still drooling when he suddenly got up and walked away, saying nothing to her.

Huh? Just like that? No goodnight, nothing. Hmm, she frowned. She watched him take the stairs and then relaxed into the couch.

Well, at least, he had started a conversation with her, even though she didn’t like all he had said about her, she still felt lucky to have had a conversation with him.

But hold on, crap! She needed to start cooking classes, jeez. Instantly, she got up and left for her room.

? Next Morning ?

Vidya rushed out of the bathroom and ran to the wardrobe in a haste, she really needed to get somewhere important that morning.

The previous night, she had called and talked with Roshni, told her of her plans to start cooking classes, and not just cooking classes, but a snappy one. Just some few important cuisines and delicacies.

She has decided against telling her mother about it, because she so well knows what she gonna do. She would instead castigate her, and not help her. So telling her mom, was out of the line.

Gosh! She needed this done so fast so she could prepare the prince whatever thing it is he wants to eat. If that was her passmark to get him, she was ready to do it.

She was putting on her jean shorts pinafore when her phone rang, and she cussed, and went to get it.

She peeked into it, it was Roshni.

“Hey”, she put the phone on loud speaker, and kept it on the dressing table as she worked on her hair.

“Morning prince’s betrothed”, Roshni’s voice came on air.

Vidya simpered.

“Yeah, how was the night?”, she asked as she began holding her hair with different colours of hairpins.

“Fine. Are you on your way already?”, she asked.

She scoffed.

“Not yet, still preparing”, she replied.

“Mm, really? Do you really want to do this Vidya?”.

Vidya was taken aback.

“What do you mean do this?”, she asked, still pinning her hair.

She heard her scoff.

“I mean, you never wanted anything to do with the kitchen, now you want to go for cooking classes, girl, it looks awkward”, she said.

Vidya rolled her eyes applying a face foundation.

“It’s for the prince. Crap! You needed to see how I was embarrassed yesterday by him, I couldn’t prepare him his favourite. Come on, I have to do this”, she said.

Roshni laughed over the phone.

“You are silly you know?”.

“Well, for the prince. Why did you call this morning? We were going to meet right?”.

“Well yes, but what about the dancing stuff? Are you going to put that on hold? You need that as well you know?”.

She dropped the face foundation and picked up a mascara, then began playing with it.

“I know, I just think these are the things I must go through to get him. Besides, the cooking classes wouldn’t be for too long, just a few days, might not even last up to a week”, she rolled her eyes.

“Hmm, I wish you the best. Well, you have to hurry up, the classes begins at 8”.

Vidya glanced at the wall clock and gasped. Jeez! It was already 7:40.

“I will catch you later”, she snapped and cut the call, then rushed up with the rest preparations.

She walked up to the window side to get her bag when she noticed a car driving out of the palace, she squeezed her face instantly. It was Raghav, always leaving.

Well, she shrugged and turned, then a knock came on the door.

“Who is it?”, she sharply asked.

“It’s the maid ma’am”, a tiny voice from behind the door spoke.

“Urgh”, she mouthed, it was her personal maid, probably with her breakfast.

“Return later, I’m actually heading out”, she shouted from indoors.

“Alright ma’am”, came the reply.

Then all done and set, she walked to the door and left the room, heading downstairs for her driver.

Her mind was made up, pride or no pride, she was gonna learn how to cook.

“Trust me Raghav, if it’s cooking, I’m ready to do this for you”, she smirked.

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Rina rushed getting ready for school that morning, she had woken up to a text from Raghav, saying she should make him something delicious, that he was gonna come over later in the day, probably after school.

Instantly, she had dashed into the kitchen to start up something. As expected, her mother had already left for the mart.

She now owns a big supermarket unlike before, and so it had affected her time schedule. She leaves very early in the morning, and returns home late at night.

The only time Rina gets to see her, was when she returned at night, taken a day off, or when she visited the mart from school.

Normally because of this, she hardly cooks, except for the days when Raghav has sent the maids. She only gets to eat something other than snacks when she’s back from school.

But right now, she needed to cook, Raghav has said she should. She immediately rushed into the pantry and get out some foodstuffs, then began preparing them.

She did only the preparations, chopped veggies where necessary, slice and peel. Then covered all in different bowls, hoping to return earlier to prepare the food.

About an hour later, she was done. Then she dashed out of the house, heading for school.

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Prince Zashil woke up with a start, like he heard something. He flickered one eye open, then the other.

Since he returned the previous night, he had been so weak and down. The work was so hectic, it was the construction of his newest hotels and suites, damn! Everything had been so tiring.

Nevertheless, he was satisfied as everything has always progressed and work out well.

He stirred and heard the sounds again and then it dawned on him, it was his phone, it was ringing.

Being so tired and worn out, he stretched out his left hand towards the bedside table where the phone laid and picked it up.

Without peeking into it, he answered it and placed on his left ear.

“Good thing you finally answered my call…”, the loud voice echoed, poking into his eardrums, “… and don’t even ever think of cutting the call on me”, the squealing voice sounded, Zashil sat up instantly in shock, it was Naavya.

Jeez, for the past few days now, this lady had been trying to reach him, but he always avoided or declined her call. Now, she has gotten him.

Well, he let her be, at least to know what this cheating scandal wants.

“Are you there?”, she asked and he sighed, cleaning his eyes with his right hand.

“What do you want Naavya?”, his coarse voice asked.

He heard her laugh sarcarstically.

“What do I want?”, she repeated.

“Oh please Zashil, cut the crap off. Of course you know what I want”, she said.

He sighed, then crouched his legs.

“As a matter of fact Naavya, I don’t know”, he stated.

Huh? He heard her scoffed.

“I am your girlfriend, your betrothed”, she stressed.

He simpered, indeed.

“I guess you don’t expect me, an honourable prince to still have something to do with his ex huh?”.

“What?”.

“Yeah, what is the stress?”, he questioned.

“Maharana, we didn’t break up”, she gushed.

He scoffed.

“It yeah we didn’t, I only caught you cheating on me on the day I was going to propose”.

She gasped.

“Look Naavya, whatever happened between us is past now, and should be put as past”, he said plainly.

“Noooo, you can’t do this”, she cried.

“Oh yeah I can you lying cheat!”, he cussed.

“Zashil!”, she called.

“Don’t ever call this contact again”, he said and made to cut the call, when she immediately said something, halting him.

“I swear I’m gonna kill Zaina”, she threatened.

Holy moly! He paused, how did she know of Zaina? Jeez. He winced.

“You gonna what?”, he tried to keep his voice steady.

“You heard me right Maharana. I’m the lady for you and none other, anyone try comes in our way, I will kill”, she continued with her threats.

“Hmph. You better not Naavya, if you so love your life”, he said.

“Put me to a test then”, she blurted.

“Don’t ever, ever call this contact again”, and he cut the call.

Jeez! He growled and flung the phone away, it landed on the wall and fell on the bed.

Crap! What was all this? He so much love Zaina and doesn’t want any harm befall her, what he going to do now?

He winced, fisting his hands in anger, then glancing around the room, he got up and left.