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Saïda's POV:

Asahd and I sat in the library one day. I was teaching him all he needed to know about the sultanate's history and exactly what was expected of future rulers.

His first crowning ceremony was in a few days and he was doing quite well. He'd retained a lot and was still doing so.

But there was something only us both could feel. The natural attraction and the tension that seemed to be occurring between us. Whenever I spoke, I would realise that he would stare at my lips and I could tell he wanted to kiss me. Even I, wanted to kiss him. I was done...