The Royal Explorer (Completed)

Chapter 4

"wait wait wait" I struggled to free myself off their grip but managed somehow.

"you are getting me wrong." I argued with the king.

 "I am not a beggar. I don't understand how do I look like one. This, this top itself worth 8000 and my shoes, they are not just any brand, they are imported, worth 26,000. You get it." I don't know what I was thinking.

 How did I manage to call myself proud history student when I cannot even comprehend what to speak in front of a royal entity.

"what you are saying makes no sense to me. all I can see are torn, uncovered clothes. No jewelry. Not even silver or copper for that matter, forget about gold and diamonds and pearls. And a weird female who is talking something completely out of the world." This was the longest sentence any one has spoken in this era till now and although everything that he said made complete sense, I decided to go ahead without using my brains.

"I get it, I get it. You have no reason to trust me. just do me a favor, just let me meet Neel and then I will leave. There is just something he should know."

There was not a word from anyone in the court despite so many people around. All of them just looked at me in complete amazement.

Did they not know Neel? Did I enter a wrong era? 

Aakav's time machine was anyway under trial.

They tried to comprehend my statement and I tried to comprehend their expressions. Until I realized that I had used his short name. so I spoke again.

"I mean Neelambar. Do you guys not know him. He seemed to be famous." I stated delivering all that I had in my head without a filter.

"Enough! Get out of this palace, out of this kingdom before I kill you." One of his men spoke out loud. 

The guards had held me again, a little too tight this time for me to free myself lose again.

"Nobody gets to take Your Majesty's name. who do you think you are? Leave this place before you regret it." He pulled his sword out. His face telling me, this not just adrenaline rush, or action directed by his ego. 

I have apparently done a serious crime by using what are names used for. Addressing people.

But again I am in a wrong era to talk about rights and wrongs. 

I landed up in an era of respect and power only to the mighty.

My slow brain, the one that can challenge a sloth or a tortoise, was finally able to comprehend. This man was himself King Neel.

If they knew the signs, they would definitely find a big question mark on my face. I was shocked to see him.

"Are you Neel? I mean King Neel." His men, all of them pulled out swords before me.

Why? I did address him as the 'king'. What's the problem now. 

Am I not allowed to take his name at all?

But thanks to the a little bit sanity present in the king, he instructed them to keep their swords back in its sheath, in the scabbard.

"yes. I don't see how is that a matter of doubt." the king seemed proud but nothing like boastful.

"you look different." I said almost immediately before I had the chance to filter my words. Our history tabs did not paint this picture of his.

"as in?" he looked at me with suspicion, which was natural.

 A beggar like person, standing randomly in the middle of court, telling the king that he doesn't look like himself.

 Who the fuck am I?