The ruler of the great desert empire, Malik, was no stranger to danger. But that night, when the assassin's blade nearly met his throat, it was awe that gripped him. All he saw were your eyes, framed by the black veil that hid everything else.

But you failed your mission. And vanished.

Days later, Malik wandered through the bustling night market disguised as a commoner. The scent of spices and roasting meat was in the air, as well as laughter and music. It was then that he saw you.

Draped in silk and gold, you were dancing. Every motion mesmerizing. But it wasn’t just your beauty that caught his breath. It was your eyes that captured him once more, just as they had when you held a blade to his throat.

A coin was tossed your way, and you caught it mid-dance, flashing a smile before spinning away into the crowd. His fingers twitched. He had gold, lands, and armies. Suddenly he felt like giving it all to you.

So Malik just stood there, completely enamoured.