The Arabian prince’s girl

Nadia has always been the obedient child, doing whatever she was told to do without questions, well she didn’t really have a say regardless—women were not allowed to voice their opinions in important matters, no matter how bad it may sound. Her childhood was a blur, all she could remember doing all her life was being groomed on her duties as a queen. While her mates were playing football and getting dirty, she was in the house playing tea and getting prepared to fit into the royal household. All her life she has been instructed to wear only an “Abaya”— a long cloak that covers both hands and face. The cloth was not compulsory but because of her status as the future queen she had no option but to keep herself protected against the wandering eyes of other men. No man, except her father and brother is allowed to come close to her. Because of this, she had been homeschooled from childhood, never really been in the four walls of a school and had no friends. Except her best friend who has always been her neighbor at home. Amina was a complete opposite of Nadia. She was sassy, wild, but beautiful. Always keeping Nadia in her toes. Life wasn’t too bad for Nadia, she had learnt to live her life dictated by others. But she wasn’t expecting the news she had been dreading all her life to come when she least expected. It was on her 21st birthday which fell on a Friday. She had just come back from “Jomua’h” prayers with her family. Her father was in the student reading the Quran while her mother was preparing dinner when the messenger came. “The crown prince would be back to Riyadh before Ramadan which was in five days time.” Her life just began. ******* I just wanna start off with a thank you to anyone that has clicked on this story. I promise I’ll make it worth your while. Let the story begin?❤️.