A Touch Of Gold

"My..." the Sultan bent down to her level, just like Marzaban did with her brother Jamil. He took her hand and slowly placed the other ring on it, the gold complementing her caramel complexion. When he finished admiring it, his hand went to softly grasp her chin, moving her head to his liking to study the one feature that interested his liking at the moment.



A wide grin on his face appeared, not far from his usual smirk. "What pretty eyes you have, Sultana.





"Silver, just like her husband's ringed fingers."











Raymoor was never a bright kingdom. With a king glooming in pain, it's effect has spread through the land. When the king learns that he needs a queen to share the curse with, a crown was specifically made for situation.



Every girl that has worn the crown couldn't handle the curse and died on the spot. When a vision is seen of a specific girl named Noor Al khan, King Cyrus Harb is determined to find her.



"Whether you like it or not, you're his."