#No. 346 on what's hot list on 9th November 2016
Any girl would jump at the chance of getting married to the Crown Prince of the land of gold Dubai. But no not Aairah who calls Dubai home. Funloving, Sweet, Carefree independent and innocent to see...
A;N: just a reminder....this entire story is first draft and not edited. not planning to do it so soon. but yes editing is in the corner of my mind.
What happens when you receive a marriage proposal from a Prince....A FRIGGIN PRINCE!!!! What has my life come up to. What would you do??? There are some girls who would jump at the chance, there are some who would say no and then go for it and there are girls...girls like me who say 'oh hell no'. but you can't say that bluntly on the face of the ruler his 2 wives, his never ending line of children and the elderlies. ididnt know what to wear something conservative definitley simple and classy. but my mum wanted something a little heavy. i just kept my mouth shut and did as she was told. i tied my waist length hair in a loose lower bun and wrapped the dupatta loosely over my head.
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The terrifying day of my life. You must be wondering that the son they want me to get married to is Hamdan because of our constant encounter. No. they never mentioned which son at that moment. when they did, i couldn't hide my expression. my mouth opened a little, my eyes widened to its extent may be more cause i could feel a little strain but mostly i felt like i just shat a ton of bricks, my breathing hitched and i controlled my urge to display an artwork of what was in my stomach in front of them. what was even worse that Hamdan was there and i couldn't read his expression. i didn't look at him any of the time as i didnt even imagine of this situation to happen nor would i be able to face him and see him as my future hubby.
None of the family members gave out any expression except the Emir his and his daughter Latifa who smiled and were engaging in the conversation and his eldest son Rashid who smiled a little. my family were all jittery and i looked like a deer caught in headlights. after some snacking and tea, i was asked to go and speak privately with the 2 ladies of the house. this was probably worse than being alone in a lift with the prince. they asked me about myself and what i liked doing and general things etc. and what kept me motivated to achieve and be here that i am today. they both were warm and civil both smiled but it didn't reach their eye...meaning they too are shocked by what is happening. my parents, on the other hand, were worried sick as to how to reject this proposal gently. i didn't know what i was going to do. and when we came back the emir asked both me and Hamdan to speak privately. "No its alright father, im saying she will be comfortable enough with her parents around her and she would be able to converse with me, if that's alright with Miss Syed?" he turned to look at me and that was the first time i looked at him for good ol' 10 seconds. " yes thank you your highness."
And i guess i shouldn't have gotten happy at the idea that i didn't have to be alone in a room with him, but that was a mistake. "miss Syed if you don't mind i have 20questions for you." he spoke and then cracked a smile that didn't reach his eyes but spoke volumes of something i couldn't figure it out. fuck fuck fuckety fuck. (Ashu this is our thang)
1.I gave the get going look and he continued "so the first question is what is your favorite color?"
"Black, Green, and Blue." what was he going with, is this what you ask at an arranged meeting, anyways whatever he asked i won't be too careful with the answer because my decision was made long before they came in.
