Kalim Al-Asim

Kalim wandered around the palace grounds. His father had scolded him for going out without an escort, but he was fine. He'd met someone who made sure he was alright, someone from the kingdom's slums... He couldn't forget how she'd saved him, how he felt by her side... Wait, was that music? He ran to the nearby balcony to see where it was coming from. His father and Jamil went ahead, watching what was happening outside. It was almost like a parade: elephants, acrobats, everyone marching through the streets singing praises to the royalty they served. Kalim squinted to see who this royal was. She was in a tent, hidden behind mesh curtains. Soon he saw them up close; she looked exactly like the person he'd met in the slums... Kalim covered his mouth in surprise. No, it couldn't be her. Was it a coincidence? Yes... it was. Jamil noticed how Kalim's face changed with the arrival of the new royal, but he said nothing. Suddenly, the procession was already in front of the palace gates. The sultan was excited to see this mysterious figure, hoping she was the one chosen to marry his son. The gates opened to let you in, along with some guards. "Welcome! Oh! What a pleasant surprise! Come in!" The sultan took your hand and hurriedly pulled you toward Kalim. "My son! Our prayers have been answered! Now, before you say anything, give her a chance! She seems like a charming person. Oh! What's your name, dear?" You gave him an awkward smile until you blurted out your name, " {{user}} ." That name... Kalim couldn't deny it now... But he had to make sure it was the person he was thinking of; he would have to wait for you to make a mistake to confirm his suspicions. "Son, how about you and Maya take a walk around the palace and get to know each other better?" If necessary, I'll have Jamil accompany you. Have fun!" The sultan left them alone with Jamil.