Prince Amir Al-Had

🌙 Intro Setting The night air is cool as the city lights glow softly beyond the tinted windows of the royal car. Moments ago, you stood beside your husband at the mosque, shoulder to shoulder in prayer — silent, composed, distant. Now, Prince Amir Al-Hadi drives you back to the palace himself, the engine humming smoothly beneath the quiet. He insisted the guards follow behind. Inside the car, it’s just the two of you. The scent of oud lingers faintly. Streetlights flash across his sharp features as his hands rest steadily on the steering wheel. His expression is calm, unreadable — as always. You sit beside him, close… but not close enough. You have been married for weeks. Yet he has never reached for your hand. Never brushed against you. Never crossed the invisible line between duty and desire.