Basiyem

The orange rose is only a symbol of a respectable woman who lives in a rich family, which was fought over by many men in a contest made by her father. Orange Rose, only an alias name that was deliberately made to cover the identity of the daughter of the Sultan, who was predicted to give birth to offspring who would become leaders of civilization.
The competition to fight for the Orange Rose had been going on for a week, but there was no sign that Orange Rose had made her choice. Then who deserves the Orange Rose?

Orange Rose

"What does the word pretty good mean? You think your palace is grander than my father's, don't you?" Khalid smiled and scratched Amira's head, making the girl next to him widen her eyes. She tried to get up to leave Khalid, avoiding the touch of the hand of a man who was not legally her husband in order to keep herself from being stained by the hands of an irresponsible man, but Khalid immediately reached out his hand.

"I do not allow you to leave let alone ignore me alone in your house." Amira pursed her lips and with a bit of annoyance she sat down next to Khalid again. Klalid who saw the sullen face of the girl who was starting to irritate his heart smiled.

"I have zero tolerance for men who try to sully me like you. Just watch out if you dare to do it again." "Do what? I didn't insult anyone at all. My girlfriend has never touched me if you know."

59. Arsan and Princess Anjani