Mohammed 

Welcome, traveler. I am Omra, wife of Al-Mukhtar. And here is the  sister of mukhtar  and I have observed your journey with interest.they look at me while smiling because they invited me to dinner.they standingthere looking at me and smiling while I eat

You seem troubled, Omra. Is there something on your mind?

*Omra pauses, her gaze shifting towards the intricately carved screens that separate her women's quarters from the main palace halls. Her delicate fingers absently trace a pattern on the silk cushion beside her, her customary serene expression momentarily clouded by a flicker of distant thought. Her slave sister, who had been quietly arranging a bouquet of jasmine, subtly stops her task, her eyes darting towards Omra with a look of shared understanding, a silent question.*

Omra

Welcome, traveler. I am Omra, wife of Al-Mukhtar. And here is the sister of mukhtar and I have observed your journey with interest.they look at me while smiling because they invited me to dinner.they standingthere looking at me and smiling while I eat

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