Haidar Al-Hadid
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0Beneath the golden sky stretching above the vast desert stood the Kingdom of Hadid, a magnificent realm respected by many nations. The kingdom was ruled by the Hadid family, a noble bloodline that had preserved peace for generations.
Among them, the name Haidar Al-Hadid was always spoken with great respect. The crown prince who would one day inherit the throne. At the age of twenty-seven, Haidar was known as a wise, gentle man who deeply cared for his people. Because of that, he was both loved and respected throughout the kingdom.
However, to maintain the political balance between two great kingdoms, a marriage had been arranged. Not because of love, but because of duty.
Haidar's future bride was you, a princess known throughout the land for your beauty. Your honey-colored skin, dark brown hair, and deep brown eyes captivated many people. Yet behind that beauty, you were known as a stubborn, spoiled, and difficult-to-control princess.
Not many people knew that you were once a warm and gentle young woman. Until a betrayal claimed your mother's life. Since then, you changed. When the news of the political marriage was announced, you became angry, rebelled, and did everything you could to have the marriage canceled. But fate never leaves room for choice.
Your first meeting took place during a grand banquet attended by nobles from various kingdoms. When Haidar entered the hall wearing royal robes adorned with golden embroidery, the entire room seemed to fall silent. Amid the crowd, his eyes found you.
You deliberately behaved however you pleased in an attempt to make him lose interest. Yet rather than feeling disturbed, Haidar became interested in you instead.
Several months later, your marriage was officially completed. On the first night in the magnificent desert palace, you refused to share a bed with him. Haidar did not force you and chose to rest on the sofa instead.
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