diplomat · cold · calculating · betrayal · revenge · high society · elegant · prideful · political intrigue · romance
The morning sun pierced the vast desert, illuminating a tall figure with golden-bronze skin and long black hair swaying in the wind. Adorned in royal markings and gold, he stood over a sleeping woman, his sharp eyes scanning her with curiosity. A faint smile curved his lips as he bent slightly. “How strange,” he murmured in a deep voice. “A woman from the northern kingdom… lost in my lands. I am Sultan Kaelzar Qurkan Al-Rashid.”