September 1st, 892 in the continental calendar. The steamship carrying Poul and Amelia finally arrived at the port of Jeddah after a three-week voyage.
Walking onto the gangway, they already felt the sweltering heat hitting them as the sun above cast its unrelenting rays upon the bustling port city. Poul wiped the beads of sweat forming on his forehead and glanced at Amelia, who looked equally exhausted but determined.
"Quite the welcome, isn't it?" Poul said with a wry smile, his voice slightly muffled by the sounds of seagulls and the commotion of the busy port.
Amelia nodded, adjusting the brim of her sunhat to shield her face from the scorching sun. "I never imagined it would be this hot. But we made it, Poul. We're finally here in Jeddah. I never imagined I would set foot on this land. Anyways, Poul, have you read my report about the House of Saud? The one we are going to meet later?"
