𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐌𝐞𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧

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It had been many years since a treaty had been signed between the Northerners and king Sulayman. Providing the pagan men with produce was not a problem for him nor his people, because by the grace of God, everything multiplied. The decision was not one he wholeheartedly agreed with but for the sake of peace within the land, and most importantly Allah, he agreed to their terms.

[God]

Because of this decision did the king witness his empire flourish more than before, expanding to many continents, such as Kilsin and Celyine. Although a small amount, it was far more than enough. It really was true, entrusting anything in god led to such outcomes.

These past fourteen years had been fruitful for the king. At first he was hesitant to help the ruthless men whom had come to his doorstep, demanding for there to be goods provided to their lands. However, little did he know until the coming future that this would be a fruitful decision he would make in the name of his lord.

Having provided these men with what they wanted led to the one above providing the people of Meskin with much more than they could have ever asked for. And for that, he was more than thankful. He was jovial. And so were his family whom were thriving under all the riches acquired throughout the years.

Both of king Sulaymans' wives were adorned from head to toe in jewels, gold and diamonds, draped in the rarest of materials- treasures bestowed directly from Id-reem and beyond. This wealth extended to every corner of his family; his two sons and only daughter revelled in the boundless riches their father's hard work provided. It was widely known that even the common folk of the Meskin empire was thriving under his rule.

And while they flourished in all the wealth, one could not focus on two things at once it seemed, as the more their hearts filled with hedonism, they forgot something truly worth keeping.

After recently marrying his only daughter to the King of Kamsi, King Sulayman finally felt a sense of peace. The weight of ensuring his daughter's future had long rested heavily on his heart, for it is no small task to entrust one's child to another household. Yet, that burden was eased by the deep bond forged between Sulayman and the King of Kamsi over the years. Through countless battles fought side by side, overcoming the many trials and adversities that tested their kingdom, Sulayman had come to trust him as not only a noble ally but a worthy protector of his daughter. Now, as Sulayman watched his daughter step into a new life, he did so with the certainty that she was in the hands of a man who had become more than just a trusted ruler—he was family, forged in the fires of hardship and triumph alike.

His eldest son was also married, having a three year old daughter and the apple of the Kings eye. However, it was his youngest son that he was worried about. Being the son of his second wife, he felt he was always left out in the empires hot debates and latest political parties. However, only being sixteen summers old, he was still far too young to learn all this. He feared that this mentality of his would lead him astray, but with time, he prayed his young born would learn the way of his kingdom, following in the footsteps of his elder siblings.

In the Arafat household, eighteen-year-old Barakah was busy dusting. With only four rooms, she didn't have much cleaning to do. Meanwhile, Shahzad was in the kitchen helping their mother. Barakah had heard from many of her friends, whose fathers had traveled across the sea, that in other parts of the world, it was considered solely the woman's duty to take care of the household. However, in the Meskin Empire, that wasn't the case. The Prophet Muhammad (SAW) had guided their way of life, encouraging husbands to help their wives with household chores. For Barakah, it was a source of quiet pride, knowing that their household, like many in the Meskin Empire, embodied the Prophet's (SAW) example of harmony and mutual support between husband and wife.