I stared at the almost-filled page before me, my pen in mouth as my brain spun around to come up with different scenarios to end this chapter. But the ideas weren’t exactly flowing right now.
And to be honest, I hadn't exactly been fully concentrating on the chapter I had been writing since I arrived at the empire.
I groaned, closing the book and loosening the tightness of the hijab wrapped around my neck over my styled hair as I leaned my head against the cushion.
Maryam had already left, and I seized the moment of solitude to jot down a few words as I awaited Bilal’s arrival to leave for the palace. The sultan had organized a gathering there to celebrate our wedding. But I was not sure I would use the scene I just wrote. It didn’t exactly flow the way I wanted it to.
My love for re
