Jamila walked to the women that sat together in the common area. By their coloring, she knew that Tequila, the mother of Uthman's son was there. And also, there was a younger one. She had learnt from her time at the Palace that Amir was interested in her. Tequila's sister, her name was Dream. Jamila could not even understand why their names were so odd, they did not seem like names that normal people answered. It was good that she did not name the Prince with some of all those odd names.

Jamila smiled as she walled towards them and they stood up. She could hear the younger white girl...