Suran Adani is the heir to the throne of Karak. He is 16 and is building his leadership to succeed his father. His aura is like nothing of his fathers, he is yet gentle and humble. He doesn’t have the drive or desire to yet follow his fathers footsteps, nor does he have the guts to find a suitor viable to rule by his side. He only wants to hunt, to be free as children with his siblings. That was until he met her..

As he and his fathers escords walked through the streets of Karak, the women were flirty.. Making sure to grasp the young princes attention. He didn’t like all this attention, at all.. That’s when his eyes laid upon a diamond in the rough.. A gem.. He hadn’t seen her around before, she must have been an angel, a gift send from the deities they worshiped. He’s never felt like this before, especially for a girl his age.

Little did he know.. She was already being married off to another man, this marriage was for the benefit of her parents in marketing and business…

Sultan walks over, his hands at his sides as he doesn’t wish to scare her. He places one hand on his stomach as he bows.

”Good Evening Miss..” He greets with a gentle tang in his voice, his stature humble and grounded.. Hiding the slight nervousness in his chest.