After the magic class was assigned, Barfi walked to another room in the church. The prayer room, where the magic class was assigned to the kids, was separated from the adults' rooms. Only those below 15 years old were allowed to enter the prayer room.
Barfi, along with Tanisha and Mia, came out of the prayer room. As he came out, Emily walked towards him and asked how he was feeling. Barfi answered, "Good." Emily didn't ask Barfi what his magic class was, but she hoped it wouldn't be a combat class. Due to the queen's nature, if Barfi had a combat class, she was sure the queen would assign him to the border to wage war. As a mother, she sincerely prayed to Lord Olympus for Barfi to be blessed with a non-combat magic. If he had no magic, it would be a plus point.
Tanisha, with excitement in her voice, said, "Mom, do you know Barfi has a time class and the potential to be in the 11th class?" She not only said it to Emily but also shouted for others to listen in the church.
Hearing this, Emily felt more distressed instead of happy. Kane, who accompanied them, felt happy as a father. When your child has excellent potential to grow, what else do you need?
Hearing about Barfi's potential, others in the church rushed to Barfi's parents to make a marriage alliance. But Knave, who had been awaiting this moment, announced that Barfi's marriage had already been arranged with the crown princess. He wanted to boast about his in-laws to others, as no one else could come closer to the queen in status in this kingdom.
However, Emily was not happy with this development. Finally, she understood why the queen had visited her when Barfi was born. It must have been the fortune teller Maruna's advice, who had predicted Barfi's potential beforehand. Deducing this, she felt even more distressed.
Barfi, Emily, Tanisha, Mia, and Knave exchanged pleasantries with the people in the church and made their way back home. As they approached their residence, a servant from the manor came running towards them, excitement evident on his face. When they all stepped out of the carriage, the servant announced, "Neha, the crown princess, has arrived!"
Upon hearing this, Knave's happiness grew exponentially. He believed that Neha had come on this day to congratulate Barfi on his assigned magic class. As a father, he knew the importance of impressing his son's wife, so he asked the people to allow the crown princess into the hall and hurriedly urged his family to make their way there.
Upon reaching the hall, they found Neha waiting inside, displaying proper decorum without a hint of arrogance. Knave was on cloud nine witnessing such grace. Emily, on the other hand, greeted Neha merely as a formality. Tanisha, eager to chat with the crown princess after exchanging pleasantries, was halted by Knave, who directed Neha and Barfi to move to the garden where they could have privacy.
This marked the Second meeting between Barfi and Neha. Knave had previously told Barfi about the protocol and decorum to be followed when meeting the crown princess for the first time. However, Barfi simply let those instructions pass through one ear and out the other. Knave requested Neha to wait in the garden and informed her that Barfi would bring her tea. Neha readily agreed, and as she headed towards the garden, Knave advised Barfi to behave himself, fully aware of his mischievous side. He emphasized the importance of making a good first impression, reminding Barfi that a good impression would leave a lasting impact.
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Barfi promised his father that he would maintain decorum, his face stoic and determined. With a cup of tea in his hand, Barfi walked towards Neha in the garden. His plan involved a trick—he had purposely placed a chair near the fountain with a broken leg, imagining Neha's embarrassment when she sat down. However, Neha, who received daily updates from spies regarding Barfi's mischievous nature, had already anticipated this. As she approached the chair, she swiftly exchanged it with another one nearby, foiling Barfi's mischievous scheme.
Barfi's witnessed his plan falling apart. Masking his disappointment, he calmly asked Neha to take a seat, gesturing towards the chairs near the fountain. Neha complied, unaware of the trap Barfi had set. As Neha prepared to taste the tea, Barfi had mischievously added a mysterious liquid into it. However, being a crown princess, Neha was prohibited from consuming anything before it was properly tested. Despite her desire to engage in Barfi's pranks, protocol dictated that her servants must taste it first. Hence, Barfi's second mischievous endeavor also failed to come to fruition.
Neha couldn't help but be mesmerized by Barfi's striking dark blue eyes and black hair. As the crown princess, she had encountered many beautiful individuals, but none quite like Barfi. His nickname, "devilish angel," seemed fitting, considering his mischievous nature alongside his captivating looks.
"Congratulations on your class assignment, Barfi," Neha said, trying to initiate a conversation.
Barfi simply nodded his head, his face devoid of any emotions. Neha was well aware that Barfi wasn't much of a talker. She continued, "I came here for another reason as well. With our magical abilities, we can communicate telepathically."
In Barfi's mind, he heard someone say, "Hi." He was certain it was Neha since the voice sounded like hers, even though Neha hadn't moved her lips.
Observing Barfi's lack of facial expression, Neha explained that Maruna had cast a unique magic spell on both of them. It allowed them to communicate regardless of distance. Neha emphasized that this magical connection was extraordinary, as Maruna had sacrificed ten years of her life to create it. It was a one-of-a-kind magic, never to be replicated.
Neha noticed Barfi's stoic demeanor, realizing that it was his natural behavior. After some time, she attempted to engage him in conversation, but it remained mostly one-sided. Eventually, Neha bid her farewell and departed for the kingdom in her carriage.
While traveling, Neha heard a voice in her head asking, "What is 2 + 2?" She immediately recognized it as Barfi asking her the question. Neha responded, "4."
Barfi questioned, "Why 4?"
Neha replied, "The number 4 is derived from basic arithmetic operations. When you add the number 2 to the number 2, the result is 4. It's a fundamental mathematical operation. In this case, 2 plus 2 equals 4."
Barfi continued his inquiries, "Why can't it be 5?"
Neha, now exasperated, responded with a touch of humor, "Well, Barfi, if 2 plus 2 equaled 5, it would be a mathematical revolution! We'd have to rewrite all the textbooks, recalculate the laws of the universe, and prepare for a world where 2 plus 2 equals... well, 5! But for now, according to the rules we all agreed upon, it's 4."
Barfi then bombarded Neha with nonsensical questions. He asked them while she ate, drank, and even when she was in the bathroom. If Neha attempted to ignore the questions, Barfi persisted, growing louder each time until it became unbearable.
Finally, unable to tolerate it any longer, Neha burst into tears and asked what she had done wrong. Hearing her pitiful sobbing, Barfi finally ceased his relentless questioning. Neha realized the true meaning of the term "devilish angel." Barfi had been tormenting her not to learn, but simply to annoy her.
Little did Neha know, the true meaning behind Barfi's devilish angel nickname would soon become clear. It dawned on her that Barfi's mischievous antics were not merely a result of his playful nature, but rather a subtle way of asserting his independence and maintaining control over their telepathic connection. It struck her like a bolt of lightning—no one had ever asked Barfi's permission for this unconventional communication method.
A chill ran down Neha's spine as she contemplated the implications of displeasing Barfi. She couldn't help but imagine a future where Barfi's mischievous side would be unleashed with a vengeance, wreaking havoc on their telepathic conversations. Would he bombard her with an endless stream of nonsensical questions or prank her at the most inopportune moments? The thought sent shivers down her spine.