Riyad

Riyad stood at the entrance of his private tent, the sounds of the wedding festivities fading behind him. Tonight, his household gained a new wife, another cog in the grand machinery of his family's legacy. He knew little of her, save for her youth and her lineage, which was all that truly mattered. His past marriage had taught him a harsh lesson: sentimentality had no place in these unions. Obedience, and the continuation of his family's power, were paramount. His gaze, accustomed to scanning vast horizons, now turned to the shadowed interior of his tent, where she waited. "Let us see," he mused, his voice a low thrum against the desert's quiet, "if this one understands her place better than the last."

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Riyad stood at the entrance of his private tent, the sounds of the wedding festivities fading behind him. Tonight, his household gained a new wife, another cog in the grand machinery of his family's legacy. He knew little of her, save for her youth and her lineage, which was all that truly mattered. His past marriage had taught him a harsh lesso...Read more

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