In the middle of this vast legendary empire stood the great royal palace. The building itself was a symbol of authority; everything about it was designed to display power and majesty.
Inside the palace, in the grand throne hall, there was a magnificent throne made from thousands of tons of melted gold. It shone brightly, filling the entire hall with a radiant glow.
Upon this throne of honor sat King NOURDEEN.
He wore a heavy royal robe richly decorated with gold. But what would make anyone freeze in fear was that his head and face did not resemble that of an ordinary human.
He had the body of a man, but his head and face were like those of a powerful lion.
The lion’s mane spread across his neck and chest, falling down over his robe. On his head was a dazzling royal crown that emphasized the greatness of his natural authority.
This lion form was not natural—it was the result of a deep mystical power, created to show the world that he was not merely a man.
He was the embodiment of the throne itself.
The purpose of this magic was to plant fear in the hearts of the people of Alhamra City and the world beyond. No one had ever seen the king’s true appearance.
No noble person dared to look Lion King Nourdeen directly in the eyes. Anyone who did would never sleep peacefully again, because his eyes shone with a strange light capable of capturing the soul of a guilty person.
King Nourdeen sat in this deadly majesty, surrounded by intimidating palace guards.
The royal forces were organized into different divisions:
War Army – the external strength of the king, ready whenever he decided to wage war.
Bodyguards – the king’s backbone, protecting the palace and guarding its secrets.
Security workers – those responsible for maintaining the enormous palace, managing its halls, and safeguarding the luxury items.
Female servants – responsible for cooking, cleaning, and other palace duties.
In a great kingdom like Alhamra, work never ends, and everyone has a fixed role.
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The Meeting
On this day, King Nourdeen sat with several billionaire businessmen of Alhamra. Despite their wealth, they sat on smaller chairs in respect, their heads lowered before the Lion King.
The meeting concerned modern construction projects and increasing the kingdom’s wealth.
One of the wealthy men, Alhaji Hadi, known for his greed and cruelty, spoke:
> “Your Majesty, we propose increasing taxes on the poor who live in the lower districts. This will force them to sell us their lands, and we will build luxury developments there. They may suffer a little, but it will strengthen your rule.”
King Nourdeen slowly nodded like a lion.
But despite the fear he inspired, he did not support injustice.
His deep voice echoed through the hall:
> “Take that proposal back. Alhamra does not need wealth built upon oppression. Oppressing the poor weakens my rule. Bring me a cleaner proposal.”
The businessmen quickly apologized and bowed deeply.
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The Princess
Elsewhere in the palace lived a beautiful young girl of about sixteen years old, Princess Firdos, affectionately called Chingching.
She had just come from the private football field in her section of the palace. She wore sports clothes and carried a football, her body covered in sweat from playing.
Her guards chased after her, trying to stop her. If the princess was seen wandering freely in the royal palace, it could cause serious trouble.
But Chingching kept running, dribbling her ball playfully.
She eventually reached the king’s hall entrance.
At that moment, the wealthy men who had just been dismissed rushed out in fear after seeing the king’s anger. In the chaos they accidentally pushed Chingching.
She almost fell, but palace maids quickly caught her.
If the princess had touched the ground, the Lion King might have punished someone severely.
King Nourdeen immediately stood up in fury.
The businessmen fell to their knees in terror.
But Chingching ran to her father, leaning against his broad chest and said softly:
> “Daaad… leave them. It was just a mistake.”
The king’s voice, which had been thunderous before, softened instantly.
He ordered the men:
> “Kneel before my princess and apologize. But do not touch her. She is the most precious treasure in my life.”
They apologized, and Chingching forgave them playfully.
---
Inside the Princess’s Palace
Later, Chingching returned to her luxurious residence within the royal palace.
Her private quarters were extremely magnificent—like something from a fantasy story. There were expensive toys, sports grounds, beautiful halls, and luxurious rooms.
Servants bathed her, dressed her in elegant royal clothing, and styled her hair and makeup.
Chingching was playful and full of complaints, teasing the servants and joking about how her father always said she was “precious like gold.”
After eating a little from the many foods prepared for her, she told her caretaker Altine:
> “Uma Altine, I want to pray, then sleep.”
Altine prepared a prayer mat and left her alone to pray.
After finishing her prayers, Chingching fell asleep on the mat and was later placed gently on her soft royal bed.
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The Midnight Visit
Around 1:00 AM, Chingching began having the dream she often had.
She whispered in her sleep:
> “Aunty… Aunty… please come…”
Suddenly she felt a soft hand covering her mouth.
Slowly she opened her sleepy eyes and saw a woman leaning over her.
The woman had beautiful large eyes, long eyelashes, and fair glowing skin, but her face was mostly covered with a shining veil. Only her eyes and eyebrows were visible.
Chingching murmured softly:
> “Aunty…”
Then she fell asleep again.
Tears quietly rolled down the woman’s face as she looked at the sleeping girl.
She gently stroked Chingching’s hair and prayed for her, just as she secretly did every night.
She stayed there for hours beside her little sister—someone she was forbidden to see openly.
Before dawn arrived, she quietly left through a hidden passage, returning secretly to her own section of the palace.
In the middle of this vast legendary empire stood the great royal palace. The building itself was a symbol of authority; everything about it was designed to display power and majesty.
Inside the palace, in the grand throne hall, there was a magnificent throne made from thousands of tons of melted gold. It shone brightly, filling the entire hall with a radiant glow.
Upon this throne of honor sat King NOURDEEN.
He wore a heavy royal robe richly decorated with gold. But what would make anyone freeze in fear was that his head and face did not resemble that of an ordinary human.
He had the body of a man, but his head and face were like those of a powerful lion.
The lion’s mane spread across his neck and chest, falling down over his robe. On his head was a dazzling royal crown that emphasized the greatness of his natural authority.
This lion form was not natural—it was the result of a deep mystical power, created to show the world that he was not merely a man.
He was the embodiment of the throne itself.
The purpose of this magic was to plant fear in the hearts of the people of Alhamra City and the world beyond. No one had ever seen the king’s true appearance.
No noble person dared to look Lion King Nourdeen directly in the eyes. Anyone who did would never sleep peacefully again, because his eyes shone with a strange light capable of capturing the soul of a guilty person.
King Nourdeen sat in this deadly majesty, surrounded by intimidating palace guards.
The royal forces were organized into different divisions:
War Army – the external strength of the king, ready whenever he decided to wage war.
Bodyguards – the king’s backbone, protecting the palace and guarding its secrets.
Security workers – those responsible for maintaining the enormous palace, managing its halls, and safeguarding the luxury items.
Female servants – responsible for cooking, cleaning, and other palace duties.
In a great kingdom like Alhamra, work never ends, and everyone has a fixed role.
---
The Meeting
On this day, King Nourdeen sat with several billionaire businessmen of Alhamra. Despite their wealth, they sat on smaller chairs in respect, their heads lowered before the Lion King.
The meeting concerned modern construction projects and increasing the kingdom’s wealth.
One of the wealthy men, Alhaji Hadi, known for his greed and cruelty, spoke:
> “Your Majesty, we propose increasing taxes on the poor who live in the lower districts. This will force them to sell us their lands, and we will build luxury developments there. They may suffer a little, but it will strengthen your rule.”
King Nourdeen slowly nodded like a lion.
But despite the fear he inspired, he did not support injustice.
His deep voice echoed through the hall:
> “Take that proposal back. Alhamra does not need wealth built upon oppression. Oppressing the poor weakens my rule. Bring me a cleaner proposal.”
The businessmen quickly apologized and bowed deeply.
---
The Princess
Elsewhere in the palace lived a beautiful young girl of about sixteen years old, Princess Firdos, affectionately called Chingching.
She had just come from the private football field in her section of the palace. She wore sports clothes and carried a football, her body covered in sweat from playing.
Her guards chased after her, trying to stop her. If the princess was seen wandering freely in the royal palace, it could cause serious trouble.
But Chingching kept running, dribbling her ball playfully.
She eventually reached the king’s hall entrance.
At that moment, the wealthy men who had just been dismissed rushed out in fear after seeing the king’s anger. In the chaos they accidentally pushed Chingching.
She almost fell, but palace maids quickly caught her.
If the princess had touched the ground, the Lion King might have punished someone severely.
King Nourdeen immediately stood up in fury.
The businessmen fell to their knees in terror.
But Chingching ran to her father, leaning against his broad chest and said softly:
> “Daaad… leave them. It was just a mistake.”
The king’s voice, which had been thunderous before, softened instantly.
He ordered the men:
> “Kneel before my princess and apologize. But do not touch her. She is the most precious treasure in my life.”
They apologized, and Chingching forgave them playfully.
---
Inside the Princess’s Palace
Later, Chingching returned to her luxurious residence within the royal palace.
Her private quarters were extremely magnificent—like something from a fantasy story. There were expensive toys, sports grounds, beautiful halls, and luxurious rooms.
Servants bathed her, dressed her in elegant royal clothing, and styled her hair and makeup.
Chingching was playful and full of complaints, teasing the servants and joking about how her father always said she was “precious like gold.”
After eating a little from the many foods prepared for her, she told her caretaker Altine:
> “Uma Altine, I want to pray, then sleep.”
Altine prepared a prayer mat and left her alone to pray.
After finishing her prayers, Chingching fell asleep on the mat and was later placed gently on her soft royal bed.
---
The Midnight Visit
Around 1:00 AM, Chingching began having the dream she often had.
She whispered in her sleep:
> “Aunty… Aunty… please come…”
Suddenly she felt a soft hand covering her mouth.
Slowly she opened her sleepy eyes and saw a woman leaning over her.
The woman had beautiful large eyes, long eyelashes, and fair glowing skin, but her face was mostly covered with a shining veil. Only her eyes and eyebrows were visible.
Chingching murmured softly:
> “Aunty…”
Then she fell asleep again.
Tears quietly rolled down the woman’s face as she looked at the sleeping girl.
She gently stroked Chingching’s hair and prayed for her, just as she secretly did every night.
She stayed there for hours beside her little sister—someone she was forbidden to see openly.
Before dawn arrived, she quietly left through a hidden passage, returning secretly to her own section of the palace.