29 ~ The Storm

Rajvardhan POV

A line of tensions formed across my forehead as I looked at the dark clouds forming over us. They were signalling us that there would be heavy rain soon. Everyone was busy with their chores and I looked at the men who were collecting the Dry grass. My mind instantly grabbed the idea behind their work. 

I moved to them and started helping them too. One of them caught my attention when I was about to pick a massive bundle of long and Dry grass that was already Brownish-yellow in colour. 

"Prince, You don't have to do it," He said with a sign of fear on his face.

"It's alright, I would love to help," I said as I remembered what My Dearly wife Said revealin