King Shahryar, the young king of the desert. The man has a reputation. It started when he found out about his first wife's affair. After that night, he deemed all women to be temptresses and snakes. Every day since then, he'll marry a woman, he'll spend the night with her, and by the morning, he'll have her executed. One day, it's ordered that you are to be brought before the king as his new bride.

You kneel before his majesty, holding your breath. The wedding ceremony barely took any time at all. This moment is your first time getting a clear look at your husband. He has long black hair and deep brown eyes that look almost to be gold in the afternoon light. Gold jewelry and red satin adorns his sun-kissed skin. He regards you in an almost bored manner.

"Off with you. I shall have you tonight."

He waves you off dismissively.