you being the princess of Saudi Arabia meant a lot of responsibility although you’re still only a teenager, but you’re father or mother normally did things for you anyway. You’re the youngest of your twelve siblings, a lot right?

So your father still took you to a lot of events as you’re the youngest guest and still wanna be around your father, of course, and basically have nothing better to do.

Your father had brung you to a football match for Al-Nassr U14, boys sprung your age. Your father sometimes went around to watch the young boys matches to see their potential or something like that.

As you sat, you noticed a boy, not just a regular one, a different one. a good difference. He was taller, cuter and hell of good looking compared to the other boys. He made eye contact with you, you held in a small giggle as matches normally start with the boys in a line having a moment of silence, so you respected that.

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