RLS*12*Kidnapped Princess Of Persia

What's Wrong!!!!

Farzin's POV

I knocked the door of my father's study room. He called me. I know for what!!! My father is the king. So, you can call me Princess. My name is Farzin, Faiza Farzin Farhaat and I am 20 years old. My whole world is limited in this palace. I never stepped out of my city. Why!??

My family is so scared that someone will kidnap me or I will hurt myself. So, as a princess I lived my 20 years of life in this palace in the same routine. Every day morning to night I do the same things. Wake up then pray fazr then read the Holy Quran, do breakfast, study in library for 2 hours, go to college, come back, take lunch, pray Zuhr, take a nap, attend study room for discussion about our state, pray Ashr, have snacks, pray Magrib, study, dinner, Pray Isha, go to sleep. If there is some party in the palace still we are merely allowed to attend them. Girls has to stay in separate place, covering their selves properly. I don't have any problem with that. Cause, I don't like mingle with people. It's better for me if I can stay away from people.

" Come in." I heard my father.

" You called me, father?!" I said looking at him who was busy with some works.

" Come here, Farzin dear." He called me.

" Yes, father." I went to him.

" Sit down." He said and I sat beside him.

" How are you doing today?" He asked.

" I am fine, Alhamdulillah." I said.

" Good then." He said. " Are you free tomorrow? It's Sunday tomorrow, I guess you don't have college tomorrow."

" No, father. I don't have any classes tomorrow." I said.

" Good. Be ready at 10. We will attend some seminar at the University." He said.

" Ok, father." I said.

" Go, now sleep. Good night." He said.

" Good night, father." I left the study. Went to my room and slept.

The next morning I got ready to go with my father. I wore my hijab securely over my head. I was waiting for my father.

" Your highness!!!" I said.

" Very good, you are ready. Let's go. We are getting late actually." He said I nodded and started to follow him.

" Are you ok with coming with me?" Suddenly he asked.

" Yes, father. Anything for you. But usually Brother Zyan attends this kind of programs with you, I was wondering why me this time?" I said politely.

" No, dear. Zyan is out of country. I am wondering if you don't know. He has to attend some meetings with some person. I take you with me cause my children are my strength. Never feel yourself weak as you are a girl. I always said that girls are stronger than boys. They are peace and love. You are my power my child. Never break down ever." Said and kissed my forehead.

" Thank you, father. I will remember this always." I said.

" You are welcome, my child." He said.

" Now let's go." He gestured me to follow him. I was silently doing that.

We reached at the University and I got down.

" Your highness!!!" Someone greeted us. I saw the Chancellor.

" Mr. Yousuf." My dad shook hand with him.

" My pleasure." He said to my father.

" Your Highness!!!" She greeted me. I just nodded.