Chapter 1

“I don’t think this is the one,” Qurbat declared, stroking her right index finger against the emerald gem on the necklace she had been inspecting with her glistening brown eyes.

Huma and Emaan let out audible groans in harmony.

“For Lord’s sake, Qurbat,” Emaan groaned. “This is like the fiftieth shop we have been to. Just choose one at this point.” She was a young woman the same age as Qurbat, dressed in purple with fair skin and silky black hair.

The twenty one year old shook her head, bringing the necklace closer to her round, child like face to look at it once again. “If you two are tired, you can head back home. It is fine.” She placed the necklace against herself, inspecting it in the mirror in front of her. She was a fair, petite woman with long hair a hue of golden brown, coiled into a bun and tucked under the veil that hung behind her shoulders. The peach and olive green she wore made her look like she walked out of a forest fairy legend.

“And leave you alone with jewels worth thousands? What if you get robbed?” said Huma, a dusky woman dressed in green with curls that were pouring out from under her veil.

Qurbat turned to face Huma and pursed her lips, tilting her head to the side like a child. She did that when she wanted something. “One only gets married once. Let me complete all my desires.” A smile spread across her face as she turned back and put the necklace down. “I want Yahmir to look at me and me alone on our day.”

“He should do that anyways,” Huma replied.

Qurbat smiled at her, her cheeks going red. “He does, doesn’t he?”

Yahmir Saud, Qurbat’s fiance. The son of the great Saud Family who had fought for the royal family for centuries. Two years her senior, he and Qurbat had been engaged since childhood, only being separated when he would be sent to the borders. But the wait seemed to be over now, their wedding was just two weeks away.

Huma didn’t reply, clearing her throat. “Qurbat, we came here without your parents’ knowledge. We really need to head back. It’s almost time for Asr.”

Qurbat pursed her lips together and sighed, putting the necklace back. “Fine, I will come tomorrow with Yahmir.”

“Oh thank GOD,” declared Emaan, hopping out of the shop, her enthusiasm to get home as soon as possible helping her ignore the weight of the bags in her hands.

Huma and Qurbat followed, barely being able to keep up with her. Qurbat looked around with gleaming eyes, a wide smile never leaving her face. Huma looked at her friend. “You are really looking forward to this, aren’t you?”

Qurbat raised her rows as she faced Huma. “Doesn’t every woman?”

Human nodded hesitantly. “That is true.” Huma, Emaan and Qurbat; the trio had been inseparable since they were children. The two were daughters of traders, not half as prosperous as the Raees family, but privileged enough to have studied in the same institute as Qurbat’s. Then, Huma tilted her head up. “Laia must be excited too. Once you are married, it will be her turn.” Qurbat didn’t reply. Huma frowned. “What is it?”

Qurbat pursed her lips again, looking at her feet. “I have a feeling that she isn’t... thrilled.”

Huma blinked. “What do you mean?”