Continuation...…
Zakir's POV.
"Long live the King, I feel blessed to be in your presence my Lord."
Says the lean young man standing in front of me. I snap my fingers to which my beautiful wives walk out of the chamber adjusting their disheveled robes.
I look at my servant with a tilted gaze to which he immediately fills in my almost empty hookah. Averting my gaze back at my beggar who is about to beg something from me in-turn of some useless stuff. I have witnessed such incidences more than this man has witnessed sunrise in his life.
Anyway, the end is clear. I shall behead him for wasting my time.
"What do you want?"
I say to which he hands out a portrait to my servant. What is enclosed in that? I wonder.
My servant opens the scroll untying its silk red knot and I witness the
