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"Your daughter is an exceptionally beautiful woman, Kabeer." Anas said, looking up at him with a languid smile on his lips. "One might say she is perhaps the most beautiful woman in this city; maybe even beyond."
Kabeer said nothing. He continued to stare at the table before him in anger, his fingers digging into the sides.
"It's a shame she is so arrogant and thickheaded; she would have made a fitting bride." he chuckled, raising the cup he had been holding to his mouth.
Still, Kabeer said nothing. Anas set the cup down, burping loudly in order to irritate the older man. The only answer he got was more silence.
"You have been silent ever since we left that wretched mansion." he said, leaning forward. "What troubles you?"
Kabeer grunted angrily, biting his lip so hard that he
