It is the night of the twenty first of August, already near two weeks after Abdullah landed his foot on Eygptus.
The night in Eygptus has more stars in the sky than in the cities of Rumelia, shining as white diamonds embedded on to the dark silk, joining together to form an astonishing night view that the Egyptians call it 'the milky way' or 'the pool of a cow's milk' blessed by the goddess of cow called Bat symbolizing fertility. It is indeed a welcoming sight for outsiders like Abdullah memorizing the same night sky when he was young gaining back that piece of good old days when he needed not to worry about any thing else, only his academic results.
Though for tonight our Abdullah has completely no mood to spectate the starry night, nor does he have the mind set to enjoy himself with the two beautiful maidens the Mamluk Sultan gave him. He got a much more serous business about his own life that he needs to care about.
