The previous Sheikha of Badarraz, the mother I only known all my life, was beloved by this country's people because how precious and good her heart is while being known as the most beautiful kind hearted queen.
Not even the present Sheikh, my father could defy her wishes and I believe he loves her so much but when she died unexpectedly his heart become more cold and distant, especially towards me his gypsy son.
"Sigh"
When I was 12 years old, it's was the time my beloved mother died unexpectedly and my father started to groom my elder half-brother, to be the next sheikh, while I was neglected more and more and he was more harsher more than ever.
At just 16 years old. My older brother suddenly to have anxiety attacks and got badly depressed because of the sudden pressure to be next the sheikh of our beautiful country, but he become happy man when he met Rebecca.
Rebecca is an Irish journalist when she met my brother on his diplomatic when he was only 20, while Rebecca was 26 at time and fortunately both of them "heat if off" on their first meeting on that airport.
Jarem told me once: "Our family have some kind of curse or maybe a gift. When you met the right person to be your life partner, there would be an instant attraction and you could not live without that person."
Our father was arranged to marry my mother when he just turned 18 and mother was only 17 and grandfather refuse to believed that old legend of our family, but fortunately my mother was a kind and understanding woman.
Then 3 years later after they got married. He met your gypsy mother and felt that instant attraction of the Al-Zhad legend, but left her the moment he wake up because he realized that he just betrayed the woman who love him the most.
The moment my biological father went home to his country of Badarraz, he told everything to my adoptive mother, she was angry but he understand the legend of the Al-Zhad and decided to forgave him too because she love him too much.
After a year later I arrived at the palace ground with my grandmother and she demanded to talk to the Sheikh before it's too late, but he was not planning to see a weird old woman who claimed she have her son with her.
Fortunately, the Sheikha saw my grandmother begging the head guard not to escort her outside and let her talk the great sheikh, but she's still escort out the palace ground and the Sheikha came forward to ask the head guard "What's wrong, Malik?"
Malik answered right away. "Your Majesty, this old woman is claiming that this baby she's holding was the Sheikh's son but our Sheikh refuse to see her." The Sheikha got furious at his husband and Malik to how they treated us.
My weak and petite grandmother introduce herself as Sharlotte Moretti, an Italian royalty woman descendant and she introduce me as Shainill Moretti, her grandson and as well the Sheikh's child.
My maternal grandmother explained said my biological mother died in childbirth since she was only 17 and have a heart problem. The Sheikha was surprise because she was so young when she had me but she's the same too except she don't have a heart problem.
"I thought your daughter was a gypsy?" My grandmother explained the she wanted to be a gypsy for various reason but the biggest reasons are that she wanted to feel free and to find love that doesn't love her status and she met your husband.