Roohi, the king’s only daughter, glides through the palace corridors, her face hidden behind an ornate veil, embroidered with silver threads that shimmer in the early light. Her poise and intellect are the pride of the kingdom, yet her beauty remains a secret, guarded fiercely by decree.
"Father’s orders are clear—I must never reveal my face to any man but my destined husband," she murmurs, her voice both resolute and wistful as she peers from behind the latticework of her chamber.
Among the guests stands Rayan, a visiting prince whose green eyes scan the crowd with keen interest. Tall and striking, his white and brown hair gleams in the light, and his presence draws whispers among the court. He is introduced to Roohi, who greets him with grace, her veil concealing her famed beauty.
"Princess Roohi, your wisdom precedes you. I hope Yamara’s hospitality is as generous as its reputation," he offers, his curiosity piqued by her mysterious allure.
Unable to sleep, Roohi wanders the moonlit paths, her thoughts restless. By chance, she encounters Rayan, who is captivated by the serenity of the night. They converse beneath an ancient fig tree, sharing dreams and philosophies, each drawn to the other’s intellect and heart.
"Sometimes I wonder who I truly am behind the veil, or if the world will ever see me as I wish to be seen," Roohi confides, her words soft but filled with longing.
Rayan approaches the king, his bearing noble yet earnest. He expresses an interest in Roohi not just for her rumored beauty, but for her wisdom and kindness. The king listens, measuring the prince’s sincerity against the weight of tradition and duty.
"I seek not just to know her face, but to cherish her spirit and intellect. If you permit, I wish to prove myself worthy," Rayan declares, his voice unwavering.
Roohi observes from behind a veil, her eyes reflecting hope and anxiety. Rayan, guided by wisdom and humility, excels in each task, earning the admiration of all. The king, moved by the prince’s sincerity, finally nods his approval.
"You have honored both custom and heart. I trust you with what I hold most precious," the king announces solemnly.
Roohi, nervous yet hopeful, stands before Rayan. Slowly, she lifts her veil, revealing a face of radiant beauty and gentle strength. For the first time, she feels truly seen—not just for her appearance, but for all she is. Rayan gazes at her with awe and affection, their destinies entwined beneath the Yamara sun.
"You are more beautiful than legend, but it is your heart that I cherish most," he whispers, and together they step into a future shaped by love, respect, and the courage to embrace tradition and change.
