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The prince of Shiraz pulled the loose end of his headscarf across his face, shielding himself from the chill of the northern air. Up ahead, his half-brothers stood with Prince Dominik just outside the royal burial vault, as it had been called. The Shirazi's nose wrinkled at the thought of...

Nizar's face lit up with joy at the fruit he now cradled to his chest. So far, Erik and Safiya were his favourites in this land of ice. And, perhaps, the farmer at the border who had sold them his furs. The Shirazi men would surely have frozen to death otherwise. He had been paid handsomely, in...

Prince Nizar-Amir retreated like a sad puppy, raising his hands in surrender to the Holtian woman clearly shooing them with her rag. He really wanted to try the pastries that were oozing red goop out of their sides. After the whole night of not drinking with Erik, the prince was hungry as a...

"Safiya," he repeated. It was, indeed, a name from closer to home. "A beautiful name." Just then, the prince glanced over his shoulder at the sound of laughter and running footfalls. The remaining four ladies ran past them, and he was promptly told to follow as the fifth ran after them. After...

The Shirazi prince was only just starting to figure out which voice belonged to his betrothed when a woman spoke behind him. He winced at being caught and stood, turning to face the five young women. Colour rose to his cheeks as he rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. One of them looked very...

"We had plenty of sips," the Shirazi prince chuckled, "just not of what you men were drinking. Good thing, or none of us would get home." With his brothers back in the safety of the carriage, Nizar mounted his white horse and led the way back with ease, the guards at his heels. He had a knack...

"I don't know," said Raif, one of the younger men. "He slips away at night, sometimes. Out of the palace." "He is innocent as a lamb," said Khalil, chuckling over his tankard across the table. "Look; he cannot look at the women without his cheeks turning into roses." The me all shared a laugh...

Afsaan, a man likely in his early forties, leaned in to converse with the blonde prince. "No. At least, our brother does not go when anyone else is around to tell the tale. If he does, he does so very quietly." The older brother raised his glass to his prince and drank, saying, "Either he is...

Prince Nizar-Amir quietly followed Erik, deciding to be far away from his brothers. He wanted to see the whole room, and so he looked, but was far too shy to be in such a place and so often lowered his gaze. Except, that did not help, so the ceiling it was. By the end of the night he would know...

While King Thaddeus may have understood Nizar's preference for remaining sober that evening, Dominik, clearly, did not. The Shirazi prince held back a sigh as he dismounted, while his brothers looked perfectly at ease. They followed the blonde prince inside. The music was strange, but it was not...

The Bulovian princess did, indeed, look up from the water to see the prince galloping across the sand. "Not quite as sturdy as our own stock, but definitely pretty to look at," she said of Jahden's horse to Rowan before the prince was near enough to hear. The princess dipped her head under the...

The Shirazi prince thought on that. The women of his palace were excited to welcome this exotic bride whom they had never even seen. Nizar was curious to see what Princess Cecilie looked like, to hear her voice. "I am... nervous," he admitted. "I do not know what the princess is like. I hope...

Nizar-Amir listened to the blonde prince as he spoke regarding the wedding ceremonies. He had, indeed, brought an ancestral sword, as per the letters between the two monarchs. It was an honour to carry it, as it belonged to the first of a long line of sultans. The scabbard was plated with gold...

The prince, too, was cold, but he chose to ride the horse and let his elder brothers have the comfort of the carriage. Not all of them had come, instead choosing to rest after their hearty meal. He mounted the pure white horse with ease despite the snow and rode with the blonde prince behind the...

Prince Nizar-Amir finished his water and stood thanking the Holtian king for a most pleasant dinner. To his son, he joked, "Careful, now. Their pride is sagging." With a chuckle, The Shirazi prince turned to the boy who had been sitting on his lap and lifted him onto his hip, arm around him. "I...

The Shirazi prince shook his head and thanked the king. "I fear alcohol would put me on my rear after the long journey. Water is fine." The prince shared a smirk with the Holtian prince at his teasing jab at his brothers; normally it was he who was on the receiving end of their teasing, and thus...

Wine was offered, which Ameerah accepted. It was not uncommon in Ynndaia for women to drink socially, and she had grown used to it. Nizar-Amir, on the other hand, refrained. "Indeed, thank you. I've been informed I am to have the room until our wedding." Her brother glanced at her. "What then?"...

Washed, groomed, and reclothed, the Shirazi men and princess arrived to the dining hall in much better spirits. The prince's brothers had borrowed an extra layer of fur to keep warm, wearing clothes instead of blankets this time. Nizar-Amir, like his brothers, had his head wrapped in a scarf...

The Bulovian princess scoffed. "What, and meet my in deed in that hot air? Ha. Ha-ha. Nay, he can come get his feet wet, if he really wants to meet me right this minute." Kassandra waved her hand dissmissively and asked Rowan to write a note back. Her hands were wet, after all. "Write... My...

The Shirazi prince and princess were the last to reach the former's room at the end of a hall. A servant stood ready to take the princess back another way what was to be her temporary room until her marriage. The prince's door stood adjacent to a heavier door that led to a balcony. Nizar knew he...