Pregnant For The Royal Prince

?Two Years Later?

THE phone on the bedside table lit up the dark room, making a notification sound.

Zaina, who was sleeping, stirred and woke up, then lazily stretched out her right hand to pick up the phone.

Then she sat up, cleaning her eyes with the back of her palm. After cleaning off her eyes, she looked into the phone, the message read:

? Happy married life in advance Bestie, much love I gat for you. Kisses ?.

She checked out the sender, it was Rina, and a huge smile appeared on her face.

It’s been a whole two years since Raghav and Rina got married, and a lot has happened.

During these years, she finished college, while Rina had gone back to the arts and painting institution to finish up, graduated and finally got out with a degree.

Now, her name is a household name as a great artist and a painter, she now runs a studio and her own institution, which she runs at an affordable price, so the people of Shimla could attend.

All credits to her husband who supported her with his finances and connections. The way she had become known and famous within two years couldn’t have been achieved if she weren’t the young beautiful wife of the Prince of Shimla kingdom, Prince Raghav.

Zaina smiled so broadly, she was indeed happy for her friend, and for herself too… guess what??

It’s her wedding day today. Prince Zashil has decided to make it official.

Just then, the door burst open and her mother barged in.

“Are you still in bed? Goodness me! Look at this child?” She exclaimed and walked up to her.

Zaina yawned and dropped the phone on the bed, then scrambled out of it.Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Good morning mum”, she greeted, stretching like a dog.

“Morning latest bride. Now hurry up and take your bath, the make-up artists are on their way”, she said.

***

“Reyom?” Rina called from the bathroom where she was brushing her teeth. There was no response.

“Reyom?” She called again, yet no reply, but she could hear some muffling sounds coming from the room, like someone was ransacking the whole place, and she was damn sure he was the one.

She cussed under her breath.

“This child, always fond of keeping mute when called, just like his father”, she muttered, still brushing.

She immediately finished up and went into the room, only to meet the shock of her life.

“What! Reyom!” She exclaimed, looking at him with her eyes widely opened. He sharply turned to her as soon as he heard her shout.

The lad was seated on the floor, his face, hands and around him on the floor filled with his milk and some water, then a few meters away was his plate and spoon.

After feeding him a few minutes before she had gone to brush, she had left those things on the center table. He must have probably crawled up to the table, and then pushed them to the floor.

“Jeez!” She shouted and briskly walked up to him.

She got to the scene and began packing up the fallen things on the floor, yelling at him. So funny that Reyom didn’t even react or cry or do something like that, he just stared at her, yelling at the top of her voice.

After much yelling, she raised her hand to spank him and it was at this juncture, that the door flew open and Raghav entered, just in time to see her about to spank his son. Huh?

He immediately spoke out, startling her.

“Babe? What are you trying to do?” He asked and began walking into the room.

She looked up and hissed.

“I know it must be you. You keep leaving him to do things that aren’t good”, she said.

He ignored her and walked up to Reyom.

“Hey boy, why would you do this huh?” He asked and carried him up, not minding he was stained.

“Dada…”, he said happily and he laughed.

“Yeah, don’t mind mom okay?” He said to him.

Rina hissed again.

“Seems like you do not know how grievous what he did is, keep on letting him do rubbish and getting away with it, I…”, a kiss on her lips cut her short.

Raghav sighed.

“You must be on your period I know, that’s why you are shouting this way. He is a kid for crying out loud huh”, he said and turned to the boy.

Rina sighed, he was actually right.

“Just call in a maid and let her take care of this”, he said referring to the mess on the floor.

“I will do that. What about what you went for?”, she asked him.

“On the way”, he shortly replied and she laughed.

“You still do not want to tell me what you are getting for them”, she said.

He snorted.

“It’s a surprise”, then he glanced at the wall clock, “woah, the time is almost gone. We’re gonna be late for this wedding”, and he walked over to her to hand over Reyom.

“Thank you for everything Maharana, I feel so blessed having you”, she said, taking Reyom from him.

He smiled.

“I don’t think you know how blessed I am myself, more blessed than you are”, he winked.

“Huh?”

“Yeah, a good wife is a blessing to her husband, I just can’t ask for more”, and he kissed her.

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