Les Roses du Désert
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La fille du Sultan s'enfuit du palais royal après la mort de son père pour ne pas avoir à subir les mauvais coups de sa belle-mère. Dans un village, Ahmet, un paysan la recueille. Une longue aventure s'entame entre les deux, mais son ancienne vie finira-t-elle par la rattraper?
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