It has been just a week since Divyani got married to the royal family of Sundarnagar. She was only 20 years old but did not have much say in the decision of her marriage. If she had her say then she would definitely have wanted to pursue her studies, but instead she is now having to remain confined to the inner section of the large but aged palace.
The building was large, but lacked proper maintenance in most sections, as there were only a handful of maids and servants. She could now guess that the economic condition of her in-laws was not in a state which her parents had believed to be while arranging her marriage. But now she was already married and so these facts bore no significance.
Her husband Vikrant was just 1 year older than her. And thankfully he has been very nice and caring to her, which has given her some level of comfort in the new place, where most people seemed to be indifferent to her. The maids in the household seemed to act in an odd way at most times. They mostly avoided any conversation. She had tried a few times but they would always find some excuse to evade her.
Her husband though has been quite considerate to her. He was the only reason why she did not feel miserable in this place. He was a tall young guy of good athletic physique. Divyani had liked Vikrant from the first time he got to see him. He has tried to remain close to her, to provide her company at most times. However it seemed a bit strange to her that he has not tried to get close to her physically, even after a week of their wedding. She was too inexperienced and naive to make any advance herself, and even though she was not too anxious in having herself plucked, she did feel a bit odd every morning to wake up after an uneventful night.
She could not really understand the character of her mother in law Indumathy in these few days. She always maintained a halo of mystery and gravity around herself. Everyone in the house seemed to respect her, to a level which could be even termed fear. Divyani could not comprehend her mother in law’s real age and she never draped herself in white even though Divyani knew that she was a widow. when Divyani had tried to inquire about the demise of her father in law then her husband had swiftly veered the topic towards something else. There were only a handful of times when Divyani had spoken to Indumathy, and the discussions had always been concise and swift. She could never really think of any reason for Indumathy’s grudge towards her, if any, but she was sure that the relationship would normalize over time.
Divyani always slept sound and deep, and hardly woke up ever in the middle of the night. But she did wake up tonight in the midst of her sleep when the strong noise of a thunderbolt and the feel of moisture in the air disturbed her sleep. As she reluctantly turned around, she could not find her husband on the bed beside her. She sat up on the bed and looked around for Vikrant but could not find her in the room. She felt a bit uneasy being in the large bedroom in the middle of the night all by herself but tried to shake off the feeling. She was wearing nightwear with no undergarments.She got down from the bed and walked towards the large window in the room. There was a strong gust of wind coming in and she could finally close the window after some struggle.
It was then that she heard the voice outside the room, It was as if someone was calling by her name, but the voice was faint. She thought that it was her husband who had got back and therefore quickly ran towards the door. But once she opened the door she was initially surprised and then finally her feelings turned to morbid fear as she saw a semi transparent male figure waving at her from a distance in the dimly lit hallway.
Divyani was about to scream but then the mystery figure put a finger on his lips suggesting her not to.Then he waved at her again, asking her to follow him.. Divyani was terrified but she found herself to be involuntarily following the ghost, as if she were in a spell. It was dark and eerie down the hallway but Divyani felt compelled to follow the spectral figure against her best judgement.
The apparition was walking slowly around 15 feet ahead of her, and Divyani continued to walk on with her heart racing wildly and her body sweating profusely. Finally after walking for a duration of which Divyani had no sense the shadow finally stopped and raised its hand. Divyani could vaguely realize that it was trying to point towards something to her right and when she looked that way she found there was a door. At that very instant there was another loud thunder and lightning outside and to her utter horror Divyani could clearly see the outline of a middle aged man with his throat slit and dress drenched in blood.
Divyani had to struggle to avoid fainting at that moment, and she somehow stumbled on towards the door which the ghost was pointing her to. She walked to the door in a state of half consciousness and as she pushed the heavy door it opened inwards.
The loud sound of another thunderbolt outside drowned the creaking noise of the door, but it could not completely submerge the venereal shriek of the woman who was riding Divyani’s husband’s cock on the bed inside the room. And the next lightning revealed to Divyani who the woman was. She somehow turned back and came out of the room, as her head spinned and her world seemed to have turned upside down.
She tried to run away and even while she fainted in the hallway Divyani did not know if her mother in law had seen her in the midst of the unthinkable act inside the secret room deep in the night.