Two days later,
Prince Aziz sat in the back of the car seat, his mind still going back to the gruesome information that his stepmother had told him.
For the past two days, the council elders had brought beautiful women to the palace for him to choose from, and although they were beautiful, none of them moved his heart.
Now he had only today to pick a wife because tomorrow was his coronation and he had to have his wife beside him; otherwise, he would let down his late mother.
"My prince, you seem as though you are deep in your thoughts; would you mind sharing with me what it is that is bothering you?" Fahd asked Prince Aziz, who turned his attention to Fahd, and concern clouded his face.
"I only have today to find a wife; why would I not be concerned?" he asked Fahd, his personal guar
