The Royal Wedding by Shree Lakshmi (best motivational books for students txt) 📖

the morning. For an instant she didn’t remember where she is, but when she rubbed her eyes and glanced through the room she realized the place. What would have Stefan said about her to her grandfather. She remembers asking once her father about her grandfather but the only reply she got is anger and rage. Maybe her grandfather was someone who will ignore her completely.
She got up and touched the cold wooden floor and went to the window. She opened it. The sun is rising and she could see the garden and the lovely plains around. The birds were flying making the early noises. She closed her eyes and felt the air that tangled her hair. She felt someone’s hand on her face which brushed her cheek while removing the hair. She blinked and moved back.
“It’s beautiful from here, right,” he looked directly into her eyes with a smile that melts her heart. She turned and kept staring at the place.
“Yeah, it’s beautiful here,” her hands lightly brushed along his chest. She moved back,
“Did you chat with…?”
“Yeah, I spoke to him last night and told about you,”
“Oh! “
“But I didn’t say anything about your dad,”
“May be you should have told, it nothing matters to me,” she shrugged her shoulders.
“It matters to me; he should know what he missed for years,” she looked at him.
His eyes were something which made her believe that her grandfather has to know from her. He raises his hands and touched her cheeks. He kept stroking her and she closed her eyes. Then they heard knocking.
“Yes come in,” a maid entered the room. He removed his hand and moved back.
“He wants to see Samantha,” she bowed a little.
“Okay Lilly, we are on our way,” she nodded and left.
“Well, then get ready and we shall meet him,” saying that he left the room.


Chapter 10
Stefan sat under the umbrella on the chair waiting for Sam and her grandfather. The table was placed nearby lake surrounded by trees. It’s cool atmosphere. He doesn’t know what will happen today, what her grandfather will talk to Sam? He has been close to him since he was six years. He called him as his grandpa since Stefan doesn’t have any living grandfather.
He saw someone approaching towards him, and then realized it was Sam. She wore a long white skirt and colorful top. Her hair was loose and she is trying to clear her hair from her face.
She was looking beautiful even in her simple clothing. The way she talked few minutes before to him, he understood that she doesn’t hope much from this conversation. But still she is ready to face it. When she finally approached him, he stood and drawn a chair for her. She sat and thanked him. She pours the coffee for both and gave it to Stefan. He liked it. She always knows what he likes.
She drank her coffee and prepares herself to meet her grandfather. She heard from Stefan that he is a nice old guy but maybe he won’t like her. She prepared herself to face him and what to talk to him. Ever since she was a child, she always wanted to have a grandfather, who can tell her bedtime stories, who can teach her everything. Her friends used to have their own grandfather and she began to feel jealous of them.
Pushing her thoughts to back of her mind, she finished her coffee and then she saw him for the first time. He was an old man wearing white trousers with a white collar shirt. He wore a hat and walked with the help of a stick. He has the same feature of his father and also the same smile. When he approached them, they stood.
“Please sit down. The old guy had a lot of respect,” his voice had a hint of amuse.
Sam and Stefan smiled at him and sat. Sam’s grandfather sat next to her and remained silent for a few minutes.
“Okay then let me see you clearly, young lady,” he turned to Sam and started looking at her. She sat there silently giving him time to look at him.
“What’s your name you told me?” He asked her firmly.
“It’s Samantha sir,”
“Well, what do you do?”
“I am an archeologist. Waiting for the research time,”
“Interesting. Your father encouraged you?” there is a hint of curiosity in it.
“Yes, very much,” she felt proud at that moment. Yes, her father encouraged her a lot.
“Hmm,” he looked at Stefan and then again to Sam, “why don’t we walk while we talk. I will get my morning walk also,”
She stood up along with him. Stefan began to stand but he made him sit. They walked through the garden and along the lake. It was a private garden with all the natural surroundings. Early morning birds were singing their songs making it peaceful.
“So, what did your father encourage?” He asked her suddenly while walking along the lake.
“He encouraged with lots of things. He gave me the freedom of going everything.”
“And your mom,”
“She always believes in my father’s words. She too encouraged me,”
“Your father didn’t mention about us,” at that moment she saw the anger in his eyes.
“No, never,” she replied slowly.
“You never tired,” he asked with curiosity.
“I asked him many times. But he refused to answer me,”
“Thought so,” he sighed,” When did you come to know about me?”
“When Stefan’s mom told me about you,”
“So your father didn’t mind telling about me,” he grew angrier.
“May be waited for the right time,”
“Tell more about your father. What he is doing now-a-days?”
“My father is a great person. He loved his family. He loved me, my mom. He established his career as a hotel-business person. He had great contacts and good name in society,”
“Hmm he is living happily,”
“Yes, with peace,” a small tear came out of my eyes. It’s been two years and she never wanted to talk about it to anyone. She blamed for it. She still remembers the dreadful day when they died. Remember about them again and telling about them to someone is more dreadful. A small tear gradually grew into more tears. She heard her grandfather mumbling angrily and looking angry. He didn’t see her crying. He was in his own world. He heard the sobbing and turned to look at her crying.
“Why are you crying? It should be us crying, when he left us.” He yelled at her angrily.
“Grandpa,” Stefan yelled. Stefan was standing at a distance to them. He ran into Sam and wrapped his hand around her shoulder. She didn’t move but kept on crying, looking at the ground.
“Son you don’t have any right to talk. Her father made my life miserable and I don’t accept her as my grandfather,” He said with a voice filled with anger.
“I don’t deserve to be anyone’s. My father left you when he was at my age. God gave me the punishment,” she wiped her tears and jerked Stefan’s hand over her shoulder. He didn’t object and let her go.
“What punishment?” He asked her suddenly.
“Even he left me alone in this world. And I am sorry because it was because of me that he is not here right now. Or else my father will be delightful to take me with you,” she yelled at him.
“What do you mean he left?” He questioned her, this time it truly from his heart.
Sam took a long deep breath, “Your son and daughter-in-law were killed in a car accident two years ago.”
She didn’t look at them. Without saying any other word, she wiped her tears and walked away from them.
*****
“What do you think how he has taken it?” Sam asks Stefan out of curiosity.
“Well…. It will take time for him. But he will be fine,”
They were in the car headed back to the palace. She didn’t speak to her grandfather before she left. She saw the look on his face when she mentioned about her father’s death. That sad and heart break look, meant that he still loved his son but hated him for leaving him. She closed her eyes and she could remember that dreadful day.
“Dad, where you dad?”
“Hey sweetie. What happened?”
“Dad, I don’t like here dad. Please come fast and take me away from here,”
“Why? Did someone hurt you?”
“No dad, I hate here dad. I hate living in Rome. Please come RIGHT NOW.”
If she hadn’t called him that day… they would have been her right now. That was the most idiotic thing she has ever done in her life with cost three lives- her parents, hers and Stefan…
Only if she controlled herself and made her own choices…. Then she wouldn’t have regretted it now.
It is a perfect day, A day of prom. Sam brought herself a new dress for this occasion. She brought a white long length dress with sweetheart neckline. Although Stefan already asked for prom, she is getting nervous. This day, she wants to a make it special… Special for both of them. She took a long breath and dressed her hair. She kept rose pins in her hair to match her dress. She wore it and glanced at the mirror. She applied the makeup and waited patiently for Stefan.
She was ready that day to tell him that she loves him. They were in a relationship, a relationship with no name. But that day she wanted to name it. She was ready to live her whole life along with him. Sara left her room for a fashion show. She felt relief that this day there will be no disturbance.
The prom will start in half an hour and he has to arrive by now. She has always been with Stefan but at this minute she is eager to see how he will react watching her. May be… but somewhere in her heart she thought he felt the same.
She heard the car door slam sound and came running to the door. The bell rang and she neatly opened it hoping to see Stefan. But it is Noah…
“Oh my god, you look beautiful,” Noah is wearing his tux and looking handsome. She looked shocked. She hides her disappointment. She wanted the first person to her was Stefan. Then where is he?
“Thanks,” she blushed and gave him why-are-you-here look.
“Oh c’mon, can’t you come with me?” He smirked.
She crossed her arms. Seeing her, he sighed,” okay fine, Stefan got in some work, so he called me and ask to pick you,”
Why he is not coming? He didn’t say a word last night when she called him, not until one hour back when she again called him. But Noah is waiting for her. His pleading look made her to go with him.
She smiled and locked her door. Once seated in the car she asked him about Stefan’s work.
“I don’t know. He didn’t tell me,” he replied casually.
“Oh!” She remained silent all over the drive. Her thoughts were filled with Stefan and today was her big day.
They reached the dance room. It is beautifully decorated with ribbons, balloons and other stuffs. The lightening effects were great and there a spotlight on those who were dancing as a couple. She sighed and took a long breath; suddenly Noah extended his hand towards her.
“Will you dancing with me?” He smirked.
“Sure,” she smile and went along with him. He placed his hands over waist and dragged her closer to him. They were moving along with the soft melody. His hands over her didn’t affect much but he is a great dancer.
“You are a great dancer,” she whispered in his ears.
“Thank