Royalty Gone Bad novel Chapter 92

-Hey guys, decided to let you know, so it won’t be like I’m defying normal Moroccan culture and maybe offending anyone.

For the customs I wrote about in the previous chapter and the ones that I’ll soon be writing about, you should know that most of them actually are from my imagination given that Zagreh is a fictional place. I create customs for them and mix them with real Moroccan customs.

Example:

The scarf stuff, days without seeing each other, being accompanied by maids and men wherever they go, are all from my own thoughts. Even the way the dowry ceremony held. But the dowry gifts are from real Moroccan customs. I mix them, both my fictional and the real traditions. Xoxo -

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Writer’s POV:

The halls, gardens and surroundings were decorated for the upcoming birthday party and engagement ceremony.

The future husband and wife were taken back to their rooms while waiting for night time.

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“That dowry ceremony was so touching. I literally had goosebumps,” Salma giggled.

Saïda was in her room, surrounded and taken care of by her maids.

“I know right. Gosh, the way the Prince looked at you Saïda. Goosebumps!” Aisha cooed and the girls giggled.

Saïda reddened and smiled to herself at the thought.

“He could hardly take his eyes off her. We could actually feel the attraction and tension between both of you,” Yasmin said.

“True. It’s still so surprising. Just the way he looks at you, proves how much he loves you,” Salma poked Saïda playfully. “And you were literally eating him up with your own eyes, Saïda.”

Her friends cooed and Saïda giggled shyly.

“I can’t help it whenever he’s around,” she admitted with red cheeks. “He is just so handsome.”

“Mmmmm, you who used to mock us for finding him attractive,” Yasmin teased with a chuckle.

“I know right,” Saïda laughed. “I disliked him so much that I refused to actually find him attractive.”

“And now you’re melting.”

“So bad,” Saïda admitted and her friends giggled like little girls.

“When he arrived with the dowry gifts, I could hardly breathe right. I just wanted to jump on him.”

“It was so evident. And when you gave him your scarf, goosebumps again. Girl I wish I was you right now,” Aisha dragged and her friends laughed.

“I know right! Everyone was.”

While her friends were still commenting, Saïda grabbed Asahd’s scarf on her bed, close to her, and put it against her nose. She inhaled deeply, goosebumps covering her skin. It smelt of him. His natural, sweet body scent as well as his perfume. The perfect mix.

′Gosh let’s get married soon. I wish I could wish you a happy birthday. But I had no right to speak.′

“I’ll tell him tonight,” she muttered to herself.

′I didn’t have the time to find a gift for you but I’ll do so the upcoming week.′

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Asahd’s POV:

Lunch was brought to my room for my friends and I. We thanked the servants who then left.

“She was so pretty,” I said with a smile, putting a spoon full of rice in my mouth.

“Man, the way she looked at you nonstop. Her eyes said it all. What did you do to the once innocent Saïda?” Landry laughed and we chuckled.

“She’s still innocent,” I replied, wiping my mouth with a table napkin. “There are a lot of things she’s still new to. Or still shy and uncomfortable with.”

“And you, bad child, have already began teaching her the unthinkable, here in Zagreh. Creating a naughty side in her,” Amir mused and they laughed.

“I think she’s always had that naughty side, but didn’t know it. That is, until I came around,” I said proudly and we laughed. “I just helped her discover it. And now, life definitely is more interesting and exciting for both of us.”