Chapter 1
Rosa's POV.
I was peacefully having my beauty sleep when suddenly i heard someone shouting my name, it was none other than my dear mother.
"Rosa did you forget, you are getting engaged to the Moroccan sultan today!"
"Oh" i yawned and stood up from my bed lazily not caring much about the engagement.
"Rosa aren't you even a little nervous maybe excited or i don't know happy?" she said looking at me as if my reaction isn't normal at all.
"I'm very excited" i said giving a forced lazy smile (I don't like having strong emotions about something, it just tires me and makes it difficult for me to fall asleep.)
My mother just stood there sighing at my reaction.
"Well Rosa you have to get ready, he is coming any minute and if everything goes well you'll get engaged" she said looking more excited than me.
"Okay i'll get ready" i said as my mom went out of my room closing the door.
"Well its for the peace of two countries, though i know that my parents will rather start a war then let me marry someone against my own will" i said smiling with a sigh.
I started to dress up, i wore a black dress with a black hijab.
After dressing up i went down the stairs and saw that the guests had already arrived. As soon as i took the last step down my mother came out of the living room.
"Rosa the sultan, his father and mother has arrived and are sitting in the living room at the moment" my mother said to me as we stepped towards the open livingroom door, i saw a woman and two men sitting on the big dark red sofa. I greeted them and I didn't see their faces clearly as i quickly turned to look at the coffee table, i am usually nervous with guests so i prefer staring somewhere else than at the guests.
"Well Rosa we have discussed with your parents about you two getting engaged and the only thing we are waiting for is your answer" his father said to my surprise speaking in italian.
"If you agree, i agree as well, but if you dont want to, then i don't agree" my father said while looking at me.
I smiled at my fathers words. I was standing there and as they were waiting for the answer i took a look at the person who might become my husband. My breath hitched for a second as i saw a handsome man sitting on the sofa. His deep blue ocean eyes staring into mine, his arched eyebrows frowning impatiently waiting for my answer. I felt like the time had stopped as i was staring into his eyes. I snapped out as i remembered they were waiting for my answer.
"I agree" i said looking away as i realised i had been staring at him too much.
Everybody looked happy about my answer, i looked at the man who was to maybe become my husband soon and saw him staring at me but this time his eyebrows were relaxed and he looked quite satisfied with the answer as well.
"About the mahr (its a wealth given to the bride by the groom as a gift, the bride choses how much and what wealth she wants, the wealth is given to the bride only after marriage and belongs only to her, in case of divorce or the husbands death, the wealth will still belong only to her) and the date of marriage" my father said looking at the two men sitting on the sofa.
"What do you want as mahr?" His father said while looking at me.
"I want a garden of 10000 meter" i replied while staring at the coffee table. (I have a big garden here where i plant my flowers and if im gonna live with him i want my own big garden there too to plant flowers as well)
"Okay then as we have heard what you want then let's talk about the date of marriage" his father said turning from me too my father.
"No need to think if it's okay with you all, i want to marry her today" the man said while staring at me.
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