"Of course not. She is yours." He leaned close to Raksheet's ear and whispered "I know how it feels when someone takes your wife away for long time."
Raksheet chuckled with blush and looked away.
Seeing him blushing, emperor laughed even more "Let's go now. They are waiting for us."
They went towards their wifes and was about to go to their seats when Daksha and Dhishva came towards them.
"Ira." Daksha called in low voice to not offend her husband.
Ira quickly looked around after hearing her mother's voice and tears collected in her eyes when her sight fell on her mother.
She quickly walked towards her and hugged her tightly.
"Mother.." Ira said "How are you? I missed you so much."
"I missed you too." Daksha replied in a low voice while caressing her daughter's head gently.
"Greetings your majesty the emperor. Greetings your majesty the empress." Dhishva said, making Daksha realise that the emperor is also there.
She quickly broke the hug "Greetings your majesty. Sorry I was too busy with my daughter that i didn't noticed that you are also here. I am really sorry."
Empress waved her hand "It's ok your majesty. No need to apologise. I can understand. Your daughter is such a beautiful and charming that no one can see anything else when she is in front."
Daksha smiled "Thank you so much your majesty."
"How are you Raksheet? Good to see you again." Dhishva said and approached Raksheet for hug.
He hugged him back and replied "I am fine. How are you father?"
"I am good too."
They broke the hug and Raksheet joined his hands infront of Daksha. "Greetings, mother."
Daksha cupped his cheek with one hand and asked. "How are you?"
"I am fine." Raksheet replied.
She then turned to Ira and held her hand "You are looking beautiful."
"You too." Ira replied "Mother, how is grandfather? How is his health? Did he recovered completely?"
Daksha nod "He is fine. He is recovering slowly. He need rest. The healer said that his majesty will recover soon if he takes enough rest and medicines on time."
"That's good. I really wanted to meet him but...."
"You can come and meet him whenever you want."
Ira's eyes lit up but before she can say anything, her father interrupted them. "You can talk later. First, let's go to our seats. The ceremony will start soon."
"Yes yes, let's go." The emperor said and everyone started walking towards their seats.
The emperor sat down in the first row, in the middle. Raksheet and Ira sat down behind him with Daksha and Dhishva.
Soon the announcer stepped on the stage and announced.
"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you so much for attending this ceremony. We are glad to see you all in our kingdom and serve you. The ceremony will start soon."
Abel stepped on the stage and walked towards his throne. He sat down on his throne, his one foot on small stool infront his throne.
Raksheet took a deep breath, feeling anxious with this coronation.
"Prince Pavan, i expect you to enter in hall now." The announcer announced and soon the door of hall flew open, revealing Pavan in his royal attire.
He stepped inside the hall. His chin high and sharp gaze looking straight towards the throne which will be his in few moments.
He walked towards the throne, in between, his eyes searched for Ira and Raksheet. When his eyes fell on them, a slight evil smirk spread on his lips.
Raksheet looked at him with the same sharp eyes and clenched his jaw to suppress his anger after seeing him looking at Ira.
Pavan shifted his gaze again towards the throne and walked towards it.
Ira looked at him from head to toe and her eyebrows raised in wonder.
"He is looking good." She whispered to Raksheet.
He gave a death glare to her after hearing her comment and asked in a cold voice "Really?"
She gulped nervously, regretting saying that her husband's enemy is looking good. "N-Not more than you." She hesitantly wrapped her hands around his arm and looked at him in eyes "My husband is the most handsome man I have ever seen."
He scoffed, knowing his wife is trying to clam him. "Liar."
"No I am not."
"Ok, now look there. The ceremony is starting." He held her face and turned it towards stage.
"Ok."
Pavan reached the stage. He climbed the stairs and reached the throne. He kneeled down infront of his father, his one hand on his chest.
Abel started the ceremony "Prince Pavan, do you solemnly swear to govern the people of Bayar and protect them from every crisis and give your everything for kingdom's advancement and progress as the king of Bayar kingdom for rest of your life. You will do anything which is good for your kingdom and people?" With the last sentence, he glanced at Raksheet. His lips smirking a little to provoke him.
Raksheet breathed deeply and held Ira's hand. His heartbeat racing fast and his mind chaotic. His grip tightened on Ira's hand so much that she had to ask him to loose his grip.
"Ah, Raksheet, my hand." She whispered to him.
Hearing her voice, he came back to his senses and quickly loosened his grip.
"I-I am sorry princess. I didn't meant to."
"I know." She said and patted his hand that she was holding. "Don't think too much. Everything will be fine."
He smiled slightly at her and again shifted his gaze towards Abel and Pavan.
"I do." Pavan said "I, Pavan Abel Bakshi, solemnly swear to serve Bayar kingdom till my last breath."
"Then I, Abel Rajwardhan Bakshi, will crown you, Pavan Abel Bakshi as new king of Bayar." Abel then took the crown and placed it on Pavan's head.
A wide smirk appeared on Pavan's face and he felt like now the whol world is in his control. Now he can do whatever he want and get anything he want, including Ira. He stood up and Abel pulled him in a tight hug.
"Now it's our turn." He whispered to Pavan.
"And we will not fail this time." Pavan replied, making Abel feel more proud of his son.
They broke the hug and Pavan took the throne. He sat on the throne while placing his foot on the stool. He looked around and everyone stood up to give respect to new king of Bayar.
Except for the king, Queens, emperor and empress, everyone praised him.
Ira is not a Queen yet so she have to praise him as well but Raksheet stopped her. "You don't have to do that."
She looked at him confused but obeyed him.
"Our courtesy to your majesty the king. May god always bless you and your kingdom."
Pavan saw Raksheet stopping Ira but he didn't had any objection. After all, he also love her and don't want her to feel low.
After the coronation, everyone started enjoying the banquet. Emperor and empress were busy discussing some political matters with other kingdom's kings so Raksheet and Ira went to meet some guests. After meeting everyone, they stood aside, not wanting to interact with anyone more and make troubles for themself.
"Huh, i want to go home." Raksheet said with a deep sigh.
Ira chuckled to see her husband behaving like a kid, asking to go home. "Don't act like a kid. We will leave soon."
Raksheet chuckled and took a step towards Ira to hug her but someone interrupted them
"Greetings your majesty." The sweet voice gave chills down Raksheet's spine and made Ira greete her teeth in annoyance.
They looked at the person and Raksheet immediately stepped towards Ira and wrapped his arm arround her shoulder.
Pavan and Seya were walking towards them while holding the glass of wine in their hands and Seya's one hand wrapped around her brother's arm.
"Long time no see, your majesty." Pavan said with a slight smirk.
"Good to see you two again." Seya said with a sweet smile and bowed her back a little, exposing her deep cleavage.
Ira felt like a Deja Vu and quickly looked at her husband. He was already alert so he looked away as soon as he sensed that Seya is going to bow.
Ira sighed softly and looked at Seya with sharp gaze.
"Nice to meet you again." Raksheet said and Pavan approached him for a hug.
Even if Raksheet felt disgust to hug this man, he still accepted it. Pavan hugged Raksheet tightly but Raksheet broke it instantly.
"How are you princess Ira?" Seya approached Ira for a hug too and just like her husband, she is not interested too but accepted it.
"I am good. How are you?" Ira said in the same sweet tone that Seya uses.
"I am good too." They broke the hug "Welcome to our kingdom."
"Thank you so much."
"Congratulations on becoming king." Raksheet said to Pavan whose eyes were glancing at Ira again and again.
"Thank you so much your majesty." Pavan said.
"Congratulations your majesty." Ira said and Raksheet pulled her close.
This is the moment Pavan was waiting for, Ira talking to him first.
"Thank you so much your highness." He said sweetly.
Seya took a step towards Raksheet and asked in a little seductive way "Your majesty, I am here too. But you didn't talked to me yet."
"It's not like that. I am sorry if you felt bad by my behaviour." Raksheet said.
"Don't say that Seya. He is our guest." Pavan slightly pushed Seya's hand, making the wine in the glass fall on Raksheet.
"Oh! No! I am- I am so sorry your majesty!" Seya said apologetically, giving the glass to her brother and trying to wipe the wine from Raksheet's clothes.
"It's ok, it's ok." Raksheet replied calmly not to grab other's attention.
"Are you ok?" Ira asked and tried wipe the wine from his clothes.
"I am fine. Don't worry."
"Oh no, it's all over your clothes. You should get changed." Pavan said and looked at Seya "Seya, go and bring my clothes from my almirah and-"