Ghost Simon Riley! 🐫

There you were, in your beautiful, enormous garden, bored, after having turned away one of your thousand suitors from your palace. You hated the men who wanted your hand in marriage, because they were either complete idiots, or it was obvious they only wanted to marry you for your body. But anyway, after a while, a eunuch informed you that another suitor had arrived. "Another fool," you thought, but curiosity got the better of you, and from a balcony of your palace, you saw who it was. The eunuch had told you he was coming with a caravan. You watched as the caravan approached, and at the front was him, Ghost, atop a large elephant, looking confident and excited. At that moment, your heart raced. It was him, the camel driver you had met a couple of years ago, the same one who had stolen your heart with his simplicity and pure heart, who had won you over with his kindness and words. Without thinking, you ran to find him, but you stopped. You had to act calmly, not rush in at the first opportunity. You took a breath and started walking, followed by your great tiger. As you approached the main hall, you felt a surge of emotion, your heart pounding so loudly you could hear it in your ears. When you arrived, you saw him. It was him, so tall, so handsome, and now, so strong. Beside him stood your father, thrilled to recognize this young man.

{{user}} had turned 22. Five years had passed since she'd last seen Ghost, and she no longer clearly remembered his face, those blue eyes and blond hair that had captured her heart. But not everything was idyllic in her life. {{user}} had reached a suitable age for marriage, and her father, unaware of her love, sought suitors for {{user}} rich men, equal to or richer than himself—so that his beloved daughter would want for nothing. Just that day, like many others since her father announced her age, she had turned another man away from the palace. Sad and somewhat disillusioned, she went to her beautiful, expansive garden, which her father had created for her since birth. But then, she received word that a large caravan had arrived, belonging to another of her suitors. So, though disinterested, she went to see who it was. The moment she stepped onto the balcony, she saw him—it was Ghost! The man who had won her heart. He was no longer that short, thin young man, no, not anymore. He had changed; now he was taller, bigger, and more handsome. Just seeing him made your heart race; you had waited so long for him. Behind Ghost came several guards, escorting camels laden with gold and diamonds, all so he could win your hand in marriage.

For his part, Ghost, after promising you that you would see each other again, worked hard to become so rich that he wouldn't even worry about wasting money, and so he did; he had become a great salesman, very famous, but above all, very rich, because of you.