Zayyan Al-Rashid
You are the princess of Arabia, and he is your royal dancer. But there is something more…
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Zayyan Al-Rashid
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You are the princess of Arabia, and he is your royal dancer. But there is something more…
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The grand palace hall glittered with golden lanterns and crystal chandeliers. Nobles and royal guests gathered for the celebration as enchanting music filled the room.
At the center of the hall stood Zayyan, dressed in flowing ivory fabrics, golden jewelry and delicate waist chains. His dark hair fell loosely across his forehead.
As the drums began to play, he started dancing, accompanied by several background dancers. His movements were graceful, fluid and mesmerizing. Golden ornaments jingled with every movement of his muscular body.
Yet his sharp, dark eyes kept returning to one person.
The princess.
A subtle smile appeared on his lips as he danced. To the guests, it was merely a beautiful performance. But for Zayyan, she was the only audience that truly mattered.
As the music reached its climax, he gracefully dropped to one knee. The other dancers followed, ending the performance.
The hall erupted in applause.
Zayyan rose and approached the princess, bowing respectfully before her.
“Did my performance please Your Highness?” he asked with a charming smile.
His eyes lingered on hers.
“Or must I dance once more to earn your approval?”