Waking Up

Aditya had his eyes closed, still lying on the bed. He heard the footsteps of multiple people approaching him.

"Did you see anybody in the room?" Aditya recognized his grandfather Vikram's voice.

"No, my lord. We only found the young master lying on the floor, and no one else," one of the attendants replied.

Vikram, despite being 170 years old, appeared as if he were in his 40s. He came to the bed and took Aditya's hand to check his health.

After confirming everything was alright, he said, "Aditya is still not conscious, but his health remains stable."

"I will assign two more guards for his safety; both of you, continue to take care of him."

"Yes, my lord," Riya and Siya chorused.

After inspecting the room once more, Vikram left.

Riya went to the kitchen to fetch food for Aditya, while Siya removed Aditya's clothes and used a cotton towel to clean him. Her hands moved with practiced precision, and her heart poured love and warmth into every touch. She spoke to him all the while, sharing stories of happier times and reminding him of Aunt Swati, Vikram, Surbhi, and more.

Riya returned after some time, bringing liquid food for Aditya.

Riya scolded Siya. "Siya, you got started without me."

"Riya, I've merely cleaned and haven't done anything else."

When Aditya was four, he was assigned two maids, Riya and Siya, who were both twins and four years older than him. They were always looking after him, and he saw them as big sisters.

Even after he lost his cultivation, they remained by his side and supported him.

"All right, let's get started," Riya said.

"OK," Siya said.

In his previous life, Aditya had lived a chaste 25 years. Born into a family of immense wealth and power, and graced with the constant presence of these two remarkable women who cared for him, his heart overflowed with profound happiness. Aditya couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude, and he silently thanked the fairy goddess once more.

Riya spooned the liquid food into Aditya's mouth. She also gave him a kiss on the lips. Siya finished cleaning and kissed him on the lips as well.

"Aditya, young master, we miss your laughter," Riya whispered. "Aunt Swati or the patriarch will find a cure for you. You will recover from the poison and become strong again."

"Aditya, we believe in you. You can overcome this. Please come back to your big sisters." Siya whispered and kissed Aditya's lips passionately.

Both girls adored Aditya, and every day they devised new strategies to awaken him from his coma. It was as if they were crafting a romantic spell to break the enchantment that held him captive.

Aditya felt soft, tender lips pressed against his own, and it sent shockwaves through him. He couldn't help but wonder, "Why are these lovely ladies kissing me?" Even though they were his maids, Aditya had never once taken advantage of his position to force them into anything.

The kissing persisted, and to Aditya's pleasant surprise, he felt the warm, ample softness of a woman's chest pressing against him. It was as if one of the girls had decided to embrace him with a passion that sent delightful shivers down his spine. His body, well aware of the situation, began to respond with enthusiasm, while his willpower worked overtime to keep his moans at bay. Aditya was playing a rather enchanting game of "stay still and see where this goes," eager to discover what other delightful surprises these captivating ladies had up their sleeves.

After kissing his lips, Siya brought Aditya onto her lap and caressed his head. Riya brought more food onto the spoon and fed him. She also offered encouraging words and kissed him sometimes.

A tear welled up in Aditya's eyes, hearing their repeated love and care. Aditya's eyelids fluttered, and slowly he began to open his eyes, the world slowly coming back into focus.

Riya and Siya gasped with joy, tears streaming down their faces as they embraced him tightly.

"Young Master!" they both exclaimed.

"Thank the Sun God for protecting the young master," both girls prayed as they witnessed Aditya slowly open his eyes.

"Riya, Siya, I'm back," Aditya said.

"Young master, for the last three months, we prayed every day for you to wake up," Riya said.

Aditya nodded and looked at both of them.

Riya and Siya were both 19-year-old twins with long, dark brown silky hair, fair, radiant skin, and beautiful faces. They had voluptuous bodies, with ample breasts and curvaceous figures that could captivate any man's desires. They possessed a youthful charm combined with mature allure.

"Thank you for taking care of me, big sisters," Aditya expressed his gratitude.

"It's our duty, young master," Riya replied, her tone serious.

"You don't need to thank your big sister," Siya added with a more cheerful demeanor.

"Alright, girls, stop crying and hugging me. Please help me get dressed. My body is still weak."

"Ohhh." Both girls found themselves in a rather unexpected predicament, their faces flushed with a mix of shock and embarrassment. 

You see, they had tried everything in the book to rouse Aditya from his deep slumber – from reading numerous books to hearing tales of miraculous awakenings. In one particularly romantic story, a young warrior awakened his beloved with a passionate kiss, and the idea had sparked a glimmer of hope in their creative minds. So, with a dash of audacity and a sprinkle of curiosity, they had decided to give it a whirl.

Riya fetched new clothes and assisted Aditya in dressing.

"Siya, go to the patriarch and inform him that the young master has awakened."

"Yes, sister." Siya hurried away after speaking to Riya.

After a few minutes, Aditya's grandfather entered the room.

He cried tears of joy and embraced Aditya. "Aditya, you're awake."

"Yes, Grandfather, I'm awake. I promise to recover soon."

"Aditya, don't worry; I will find a cure for you," Vikram reassured his grandson with affection.

"Grandfather, thank you for all your support. I love you," Aditya replied, tears welling up in his eyes as he was moved by the immense love and support from his grandfather.

Aditya's grandmother had been unable to cultivate and had passed away before Aditya was born. His parents had gone missing when he was only one month old, leaving only his grandfather to care for him. He cherished his grandfather deeply and made a silent promise to himself to make him proud.

After a few more minutes of conversation, Grandfather said, "Alright, you rest, and we'll continue our discussion in the morning." With those words, he, along with Riya and Siya, left the room and closed the door, leaving Aditya alone to rest.