Dream High. Season 3 Chapter 3

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An India love action story….

Chapter 3️⃣

SEASON THREE ✔️

Written by
©️ Ifeoma Isabella Silver Okeke Ozoemene.

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Continuation From the Last Episode:

Amar smiled, “Yes my mistress you will be finally free.” He said.

“Too bad Meera didn’t live to see today.” Ganga said as she held the heart to her face. “But then again, she knows what she was getting into when she made a deal with me. Now that I have her heart, I will finally be free to get out of this stupid house, for years I have been trying to set myself free but all to no avail. There were only two options, either use the Magic Flamebound to release me or someone related to me by blood.” She added with a devilish smirk. “I tried using my father’s own after Meera had killed him but it didn’t work as plan and the next person was Aishwarya but that didn’t work either, as she managed to survive and stay alive, even if her body succeeded in burning, her heart will still be useful but Mehek ruined my plan and I will make her pay dearly for saving Aishwarya that night.” She paused to catch her breath then continue, twirling around as if she was dancing. “And then finally, my dear Meera, she was the only one available so I made use of my chances and now, Aishwarya will have to pay for killing my third favourite person.” She concluded her long speech.

“I am glad you are happy now my mistress.” Amar said.

“Of course I am, now quickly, go and meet Arjun and tell him the battle is almost over. The girl he wants will become his but only after her death.”

“I will do that right away my Lady.” Amar said and suddenly he was gasping for breath as he fell down to the floor in fours, panting painfully as blood came out of his nose and mouth.

“How many times do you want me to correct you?” Ganga snarled in anger as she watched Amar with her hardened gaze, her eyes just as red like her hair was doing the work for her.

“I am sorry.” Amar said in between pants as he struggled to breathe.

“I told you never to call me ‘My Lady’, that title is only for Meera and not me. I am your master, your mistress, I own your life and if I want to take it in a snap I will do so. I made you powerful but you shouldn’t forget that you are my slave, do you understand me?” Ganga said with clenched teeth as she wasn’t feeling any remorseful of what she was doing to Amar, the pain she was causing him. “Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes my mistress.” Amar said and he stopped feeling pains, he started breathing fast and stood up to his feet, he bowed his head low for Ganga. “Forgive me my mistress, I promise it won’t happen again.” He pleaded.

Ganga huffed out. “That was what you said last time, anyways, go and deliver my message to Arjun. Once I kill my sister who wants to take what is mine, I will handle Arjun.” She said and Amar disappeared afterwards without a word. Looking at the bloody heart in her hands, Ganga smiled to herself. “It’s time to get to work.”

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Delhi:

Maharaja Palace:

“What did your mother tell you?” Rohan asked.

“I can’t really explain, come with me.” Ashwini said getting up to her feet, waiting for Rohan to stand up which he did immediately. “Follow me, it’s better I show you instead of explaining.” She added as she led Rohan to the Palace kitchen. “Please excuse us.” Ashwini said to the servant’s who were seen mopping and cleaning the kitchen. They bow to them as they left. Ashwini quickly bolted the kitchen door.

“What are we doing in the kitchen?” Rohan asked, watching patiently as Ashwini moved to the kitchen sink and bent down to stare at the brick wall on it.

Ashwini didn’t answer as she was concentrating on which one to push in, she saw an odd one and pushed it. It gave way and soon she saw the staircase. She heard Rohan gasp loudly behind her.

“You weren’t lying.”

“Come with me.” Ashwini said as she descended the staircase, Rohan followed behind her. Candles began to lit by themselves as they walked down the stairs. The staircase ended in front of a big large framed picture of a red haired, very beautiful smiling woman with a golden crown on her head.

Rohan whistled slowly as he saw Ashwini’s mother, “Now I know where your beauty comes from. Your mother is really beautiful.”

Turning around so that she could see his face when she spoke the next words, “Wait until you see her in person.”

“In person? But I thought she was dead.” Rohan said not believing what he just heard.

“Yes she is dead, but it seems as if she knew what will happen in the future, between me and my elder sister, so she probably used her magic to make herself real behind this picture. I told you she told me things I don’t understand, how did you think we communicated?”

“I just didn’t know, it seems unbelievable.” Rohan said.

“With magic, everything is possible.” Ashwini said and returned her gaze to her mother’s picture, she stared into her red eyes and placed one of her hands on the picture and at the same time used the other empty one to hold Rohan and she walked through the picture.

The first thing Rohan noticed was that they were floating in the air, around them were crystal glasses, dark and glowing.

“Hello my beautiful Aishwarya.”

A female voice brought the attention of Rohan to his surroundings and his eyes widened when he saw the woman he had seen in the picture standing nearly close to them.

“This is all magic, she had projected this because she knew one-day I would seek for her help when she is no more. She will ask me to sit now.”

“Please Aishwarya, come and sit down with me.”