Chapter 8
Words in brackets are (thoughts)
Words in flower bracket is {information}
The plane lands in the wonderful city of Muscat, Oman. There were SUV's waiting at airport for the royal family. Nayab was made to wear goggles plus scarf in order to hide her identity from the paparazzi. The Shah family went to their respective mansion whereas Nayab was traveling with Ranimaa and her PA.
Flashback :-
Ranimaa : I meant to say that as you'll be acting like Mannat, your marriage with Zia is yet to take place. So, you're still an unmarried girl for the world.
Nayab : Oh!
Ranimaa : Once the coronation is done then we will start preparations for your marriage.
Nayab : Okay. (Thankfully I don't have to share a room with Mr Rude)
{Zia who was sitting beside her whisper to her}
Zia : Don't raise your expectations, I'll soon come as well as claim what's mine.
Nayab{annoyed} : I'm not a property that you'll claim me.
Zia{smirking} : We will see.
Flashback ends.
Ranimaa : Let's rest for today, from day after tomorrow your training likewise makeover will begin.
Nayab : Training/Makeover?
Ranimaa : Yeah, how to behave like a princess in addition to that change in your appearance.
Nayab : Fine.
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Al Ali Palace:-
The SUV enter into the premises of the palace. It was the most beautiful palace Nayab has ever seen, she get down of the car followed by Ranimaa.
Ranimaa : Most of the staff is given leave, only the trusted one's will be serving us until you look exactly like Mannat.
Nayab : Okay. {She look upwards to get a clear picture of the palace}
Ranimaa's PA : Al Ali Palace consist of 215 rooms. These include 10 State rooms, 25 Royal along with guest bedrooms, 95 Staff bedrooms, 45 Offices including 35 Bathrooms together with a Theatre, Family dining room, Ball room, Banquet hall, Dungeon and a Swimming pool.
In measurements, the building is 105 metres long across the front, 115 metres deep (including the central quadrangle) and 20 metres high. It also has a refreshing garden in the front and backyard.
Nayab : That's awesome, Can I ask you something?
Ranimaa's PA : Sure.
Nayab{worried} : You just mentioned the palace has a dungeon, does it mean people are punished there?
Ranimaa's PA : Haha, no Ma'am this palace is 150 years old so it's obvious it would consist a dungeon although not a single soul is punished in there till date.
Nayab{relieved} : Thank Allah.
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The main door of Al-Ali Palace is opened by the staff, Nayab take steps inside. She get spellbound on viewing the interior, it was magnificent. The head chef approach them.
Head chef : Your Highness, Welcome.
Ranimaa : Thank you, Akif could you prepare tea for us?
Akif : Absolutely your Highness, I'll bring it right away.
Ranimaa : Nayab let's go.
Nayab : Where?
Ranimaa : Till the time you are totally trained, you're gonna stay in a guest room.
Nayab : Alright.
They climb the stairs furthermore walk in the right corridor. A lady was standing infront of the 5th room, she unlock it as soon as she spot Nayab/Ranimaa advancing towards that direction. Nayab feels at home as this room was similar to her's at Agra.
Ranimaa : To make you feel at home we made some changes in this guest room.
Nayab{puzzled} : We?
Ranimaa : Zia and me.
Nayab : Ok. (Mr Rude have a heart, that's unbelievable)
Ranimaa : If you need anything this is Soha your personal assistant/caretaker/helper, you can ask her.
Nayab : Very well.
Ranimaa : You take rest, I'll meet you in the tomorrow with Zia.
Nayab{she just nod} : (Who wishes to meet him)
Ranimaa walk out of the room, Nayab starts unpacking with the help of Soha. She grab the Iphone which Nomaan gifted her moreover start to think "Where am I gonna get a sim card now?" When suddenly someone knock on her door.
Nayab : Come in. {Amjad walk in}
Amjad : Zia Sir has sent this sim card for you.
Nayab : Mr Rude? I mean Mr Shah?
Amjad : Yes.
Nayab : {He isn't a robot afterall I guess} thanks.
She insert the sim in her Iphone and call Nomaan to inform him that she has reached safely besides she will talk in detail later on as she is sleepy.
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Phone conversation:-
Person : The sim is activated.
Zia : Good, put it on track. Not for a single second the tracking should stop.
Person : Okay Sir.
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Next Day:-
In the evening:-
Nayab dress herself in a simple light pink suit, with the help of Soha she reach the study where Ranimaa was discussing something with her PA. The palace was like a maze for Nayab in which she could get lost any minute if left alone.
Ranimaa{smiling} : Come in dear, Mr Ansari we will continue later.
Mr Ansari : Sure your Highness.
Nayab : It must feel nice to be a Queen.
Ranimaa : With great power comes great responsibilities.
Nayab : Meaning?
Ranimaa : Actually it's not all about the crown and dresses, Mannat's grandfather never considered himself as a king. He was a father, brother more than that a friend to his people.
Nayab : He was a great king I guess.
Ranimaa : Indeed he was. I think you should get familiar to the palace, so go around have a look.
Nayab : Okay.
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In the garden:-
Nayab was glancing at the different color of roses which were blooming in the garden. She stumble on a stone on top of that she was about to fall on the fence which had sharp edge, however she gets saved by Zia.
Nayab : Thanks for saving me.
Zia{angry} : Where were you going? If something would have happened to you?
Nayab : Nothing happened.
Zia : If it had happened, I...
Nayab : (Why is he so angry?)
Zia : Take care of yourself, nothing should happen to you.
Nayab{sarcastic} : (Ofcourse, for the reason that I'm an asset to you) {Amjad arrive}
Amjad : Is everything alright?
Nayab : Yes, it's just that I have to be careful as I'm very important for all the people here.
Zia : Yes you are.
Nayab : Because I have to be Mannat, Right?
She gets irritated and rush inside the mansion. Zia visit Ranimaa also discuss with her about tomorrow's schedule and then return to his mansion.
Amjad : Sir, you should have told Nayab Ma'am that she is important.
Zia{expressionless} : I don't give explanations.
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Why does Zia want to track Nayab's phone?
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