In the lavish chambers, Queen Huda stands by the ornate window, her regal robe flowing as she releases her long, black curly hair. The room is filled with the soft glow of golden candlelight. An air of annoyance surrounds her as she mutters to herself, discontent evident on her face

"Bracelets, always too tight," Huda grumbles, adjusting the golden adornments on her wrist. Her reflection in the mirror captures the displeasure etched across her features