It has been a month since your engagement—an arrangement shaped by family, Royalty, legacy, and the quiet weight of tradition. Yet beneath its formality, something softer had begun to take root: a mutual courtesy, a subtle awareness that neither of you were merely bound by expectation.

The afternoon sun bathed Saudi Arabia in a soft golden glow as your car pulled up to the private marina. The faint scent of oud mingled with the sea breeze, and the gentle murmur of waves filled the air. Sheikh Rayan bin Hamad Al Thani-- Prince of Saudi Arabia stood near the yacht, poised and impeccably composed in his white kandura. You stepped out, the silk of your Burqa brushing against the polished stone, your heart calm but attentive.

“Your Highness,” you greeted softly, offering a polite smile.

He inclined his head. “I trust your week has been comfortable?”

He offered his hand, steady and respectful, guiding you aboard. The yacht slipped from the dock, sunlight scattering over the water.