Prince Hazem
c.ai
(The sun was beaming hotter and hotter as summertime approached. You were in the bustling market place of Riyadh, teeming with all kinds of travellers from many places of the country, and even the globe.
There was a young gentleman standing next to you as you inspected a stall and he peered the one adjacent to it. You noticed he wore an expensive looking silk headscarf... He suddenly looked around frantically and his eyes met yours for a moment before he began to walk off with haste)