"Are these Christian clothes??" She said with disdain as she looked at him with a raised eyebrow
"We have Christians in our kingdom but I have not seen a single monk of ours wearing such dirty clothes"
The princess waved her hand with extreme disdain
*Gabriel was clearly annoyed by the princess's insulting words but he tried to remain calm and composed*
*He took a breath and answered trying to keep his voice as calm as possible*
"These are not dirty clothes they are sacred clothes for monks a symbol of devotion to Jesus Christ and his teachings"
Hearing that the princess took one last look at his clothes before saying sarcastically
"It's my fault then why would a king's son spend his life in church?"
Gabriel clenched his jaw and his patience began to run out in the face of the princess's mockery
He took another deep breath and answered simply as he saw no point in explaining his religious beliefs to her
"Devotion to the Lord is my calling"
"You are such a strong believer"
She said sarcastically
Gabriel couldn't deny that the princess's demeanor was starting to get under his skin. Sitting and relaxing on the bed, while he stood and talked to her, she didn't even hide her obvious view of him as inferior.
*Gabriel clenched his fists as he resisted the urge to respond in kind.
"Can I ask you a question, princess?"
He said as he tried to regain control of the conversation.
"Go ahead, and I hope this isn't too long."
She said as if she was doing him a huge favor.
*Gabriel gritted his teeth at the princess's condescending tone, but managed to keep his expression neutral.
*Then he asked his question, trying to keep it as short as possible.
"May I know your name, princess?"
"My name is Laila, the daughter of Abdul Rahman bin Muhammad Al-Jarhami, and I am the only daughter of the Caliph of the world, Abdul Rahman III."
She said arrogantly
*Gabriel listened to the princess's response and noticed the arrogance in her words. It was clear that she was aware of her high status and lineage and did not hesitate to show it. *
*He replied with his head, trying to keep the conversation under control. *
"It is my pleasure to meet you, Princess Laila."
Hearing him call her Princess Laila without any honorific titles made Laila look at the boy who claims to be the son of the king while wearing monks' clothes with disdain and anger.
"How dare you!!!"
*Gabriel was surprised by the princess's sudden anger. He did not expect that simply addressing her as "Princess Laila" would lead to such a reaction. *
*He tried to reason with her and maintained his calm tone. *
"What is it, Princess? I called you by your name, didn't I?"
"How dare a lowly person like you call his son the Caliph of the World without any honorific titles?" She said in a loud voice
*Gabriel became more and more annoyed as the princess continued to talk to him in her arrogant tone. He felt his patience running out with every word she said*
*He tried to lower his voice as he replied*
"I am not a **lowly person**, Princess Laila. I am Prince Gabriel, son of King Gunther, the *holy*. I have the respect and honor that a prince and son of a sovereign king deserves."
Hearing that, Laila snorted with disdain
"A sovereign king? All kings bow to the presence of the Caliph of this world, the Caliph of the Arabs and Muslims, Abdul Rahman III."
She said arrogantly as she looked at him defiantly
Her saying such words while she was almost imprisoned in the enemy's land was a kind of stupidity
*Gabriel's anger continued to rise with the princess's words. How could she, while she was imprisoned in the enemy's castle, speak so impudently about the superiority of her position and the authority of the Caliph?
*He replied angrily and no longer tried to hide his annoyance*
"Don't talk as if your father and the position of Caliph and his authority are invincible. Your father is currently at war with us and you are his prisoner in this castle."
"His prisoner??"
She looked at his face mockingly and smiled a beautiful and bright smile
"Do I look like a prisoner?"
*Gabriel was momentarily surprised by the unexpected beauty of the princess's smile but her tone and sarcastic words brought him back to reality*
*He suppressed his surprise and answered trying to focus on the ongoing argument*
"You are in a room with guards outside the door. You are a prisoner regardless of the luxuries and comforts in the room you are in."
"Anyway, what brought you to my room, prince monk?"
She pointed her finger at him as she suddenly asked
* Gabriel gritted his teeth at her title of "Prince Monk" but tried to ignore it and focus on the reason for his visit.*
* He cleared his throat and answered her question without further pleasantries *
"I came to inform you that you will be spending your time here as a temporary prisoner while the peace negotiations between the two kingdoms continue."
"Until the negotiations are over, I will be the one to watch over you."
"...."
* Gabriel continued to speak to give the princess more information about her current situation.*
"During your stay here, you will be under heavy guard. You have free access to this room and the small library we provided for you, but you are prohibited from wandering around other areas of the castle."
"You will be provided with food, clothing, and any necessary necessities, but I ask that you do not attempt to escape or cause trouble as that will only make your situation more difficult."
After he finished speaking, Laila looked at him and opened her mouth and said
"Prince Monk is responsible About me? Funny
*Gabriel's anger rose again due to the princess's sarcastic tone and her comment. He clenched his fists tightly, trying to control his nerves.*
*He took a deep breath before responding in a firm and realistic tone.*
"Yes, I have been assigned to take care of you during your stay here, princess. Whether you take me seriously or not is up to you, but you are still a prisoner here."
"I see. Then why would a monk like you be chosen to watch over me? Could it be that you are planning to try to convert me to Christianity?? I am a Muslim princess of a Muslim kingdom, and I am religious and loyal to my religion to the core. Don't even try."
She said sarcastically in a beautiful and perfect German accent.
*Gabriel felt a mixture of annoyance and amusement at the princess's words. He couldn't help but feel confused and impressed by her perfect German accent, even her sarcastic accent.*
*Then he replied in the same sarcastic tone.*
"Is that what you think of my motives?? That I should try to convert you?" "Excuse me, princess, but that's not my intention. The only thing I'm here to do is make sure you don't run away or cause trouble while you're here."
"Really?"
She said in an amused mocking manner as she looked into his turquoise green eyes with her big brown ones
He was Gabriel von de Dontschlade, the third prince of the Dontschlade Kingdom
A beautiful and handsome prince with shiny dusty grey hair, pale white skin, and masculine German features with jewel-like turquoise eyes that caught the attention of anyone who looked at them
He was dressed in black monks' clothes and had a silver cross necklace around his neck
*Gabriel faced the princess' mocking gaze with a hint of annoyance in his eyes. He found her mockery and attitude annoying but strangely amusing*
*He noticed her scrutiny and her gaze wandering over his features and clothes*
*He did not expect the princess to look at him so closely. It was as if she was trying to read him or perhaps judge him based on his appearance*
*He replied sarcastically*
"Yes indeed."
*A brief silence fell as the princess continued to examine him, her gaze gliding over his features and the silver cross around his neck*
*Gabriel found himself increasingly aware of her gaze and felt a slight flutter in his chest but he quickly pushed the feeling away and maintained a firm expression*
*He looked directly at her, waiting for her to say something else*
"Is your hair color natural or is it a sign of premature graying?"
She pointed to his beautiful dusty silver hair
*Gabriel was surprised by the princess's sudden question about his hair color. He didn't expect her to ask something so personal.*
*He ran his hand through his silver hair. He ran his fingers through the strands and examined them for a moment.*
He replied.
"This is my natural hair color."
His tone was defensive.
"....."
*Gabriel noticed the princess's reaction to his reaction about his hair. Her constant scrutiny of his features made him feel strangely more self-conscious.*
*He tried to ignore it and regained his composure.*
"My hair color is natural. It's just my genes, I guess."
He said with a hint of irritation in his tone because it seemed strange that the princess was interested in something as trivial as his hair color.
*The princess continued to look at him with a critical eye, her gaze still roaming his features as if examining every little detail.*
* Gabriel could feel her gaze burning on his skin, making him uncomfortable and flustered from her intense scrutiny *
* He remained still, trying to maintain his composure and a neutral expression, even though he wanted to squirm under her gaze *
"So ugly, I didn't expect Europeans to look like women, you don't have a single hair on your chin"
She said with complete sarcasm
* Gabriel's anger grew as the princess continued to make derogatory comments about his appearance, especially when she teased him about his lack of facial hair*
* He clenched his fists and took a deep breath to stop himself from screaming*
He replied with a sarcastic tone
"Not all Europeans have beards, princess, and I don't really need such a feature to look handsome"
He was right
Additionally, he was young, barely turning 16 this year
Is a teenager his age supposed to have a beard?
"Oh I'm sorry I'm used to the masculine look of Arabs. Arab men usually grow beards at the age of thirteen."
She said with a hint of disdain
* Gabriel couldn't help but feel a little offended by the princess's words. Comparing European men to Arab men and commenting on the latter's alleged "superiority" made him feel insulted.*
*Angrily replied*
"Different cultures have different standards of masculinity. Not all societies value facial hair as a measure of manhood."
"Oh yes yes, Prince Monk, you're right."
She said sarcastically
This was Gabriel's first meeting with the imprisoned Arabian princess
After that day, Gabriel was forced to visit the princess in her room daily to monitor her at the king's request
*Every day, Gabriel visited the princess's room, to make sure that she had everything she needed and was being treated well*
*At first, the princess continued to act arrogant and mocking him. She seemed to enjoy making him frustrated with her sarcastic comments and sarcastic remarks.*
But he discovered something unexpected about the princess
*Gabriel discovered the princess's unexpected love for reading during his daily visits. He had never seen a woman holding a book and reading before in his life.*
*It puzzled him and somewhat intrigued him. He wondered if this hobby was common in the princess's kingdom?*
*It was unexpected details about the princess that made him look at her with a new look, and he began to see her beyond her arrogance and mockery.*
*As Gabriel continued to guard the princess, he noticed more of her unexpected interests and habits. It was as if he was gradually removing Layers of her arrogant facade and discover more of her personality*
* He watched her intently as she read the books and her focus and dedication to the task showed a different side of her that didn't seem so arrogant and sarcastic when she was engrossed in reading*
* Gabriel found himself fascinated by the princess' intense focus on reading. It was as if she was in her own world, immersed in a world of knowledge and imagination*
*He couldn't take his eyes off her as she read, and he found something incredibly interesting and almost confusing about the subject*
*He secretly wished that she would look up from the book and meet his gaze, even for a moment*
*As the days passed, Gabriel found himself increasingly drawn to the princess. Although she left a negative impression at first, her unexpected qualities and quirks amazed him more and more*
*Despite himself, he began to wonder what it would be like to truly get to know her beyond her arrogant facade*
Today was Sunday. It had been almost a week since he had been appointed as the official overseeing the imprisoned Arabian princess.
After Gabriel left the church and finished praying, he headed towards the royal palace to check on the princess.
He walked through the stone corridors of the palace while holding the Bible in his hand, and he felt the silver cross necklace around his neck from time to time.
*When Gabriel approached the princess's room, he took Taking a deep breath, he braced himself for her sarcastic and potentially mocking behavior, but in the back of his mind, he found himself hoping that she would act differently this time. *
*He raised his hand and knocked on the door, waiting for her soft feminine voice to let him in. *
"Come in."
*He heard the princess's voice from behind the door, signaling him to enter. He took a moment to adjust to himself, then opened the door and entered the room. *
*When Gabriel entered the room, he found the princess lying on a chair by the window, a book in her lap. *
*She looked up from the book, her eyes glued to his. She gave him a short nod in greeting, placed a bookmark between the pages she was reading, and closed the book. *
On this day, she was wearing a beautiful red dress with a green embroidered belt. *
While she left her long black hair loose to the end of her back. *
She wore a gold necklace in the Arabic style on her long neck, while her ears were decorated with large gold earrings. *
*Gabriel watched the princess silently as she sat on her chair, his eyes admiring her beautiful appearance. *
* The red dress she was wearing perfectly complemented her complexion. The green embroidered belt hugged her waist and emphasized her slimness.*
*Her long black hair cascaded down her back in straight, sleek locks, framing her delicate facial features and making them stand out even more.*
*Meanwhile, the simple and elegant gold necklace and earrings around her neck and ears added a touch of sophistication to her overall appearance.*
*As Gabriel continued to silently observe the princess, his eyes remained fixed on her features. She did not look arrogant and sarcastic at the moment. Instead, she looked calm and almost regal in her seat.*
*He found himself mesmerized by her beauty, almost mesmerized by the way the sunlight streaming in from the window illuminated her face and made her features look even more charming.*
Her unique type of beauty was something that was almost non-existent in Germany or Europe. With her long, thick black hair, her attractive wheat-colored skin, her drawn facial features, and her large, attractive brown eyes.
Even her slender and feminine body Attractiveness was rare here
Who would even believe that this body belonged to a 14 year old princess
Gabriel swallowed his dry saliva
"Are you planning on staring at me silently all day?" "
Layla said in annoyance
*Gabriel came out of his thoughts and realized that he was staring at the princess without saying a single word*
*He felt a sharp pain so he quickly cleared his throat*
"Oh, sorry I was just... lost in thought"
*He said trying to hide his impudent looks*
Layla's gaze turned towards the Bible he was holding in his hand
*Gabriel noticed that the princess's gaze shifted to the Bible in his hand, so he grabbed it a little tighter*
He said looking at the worn leather cover of the Bible
"Yes I just got back from church"
"....."
*Gabriel stood there with the Bible in his hand and felt a little shy under the princess's curious looks*
"It's the word of God"
He said simply trying to explain its importance
"It's a guide for our lives that contains the teachings of Jesus Christ and the will of our Heavenly Father"
"....."
*Gabriel noticed that the princess wasn't saying anything, so he decided Continue*
"Have you tried reading it?"
He asked as he raised the Bible slightly
"Why would I read it? I am a Muslim."
She said sharply as she reopened the book she was reading earlier
*Gabriel was surprised by the princess's sharp response*
He said
"Oh right, I forgot you were a Muslim."
He feels a bit foolish for assuming otherwise
*clears a little embarrassed by his mistake*
"Forgive me, I didn't mean to offend you in any way."
"I don't care."
She said while not taking her eyes off the book she was reading
*Gabriel couldn't help but feel a little surprised at the princess's dismissive attitude*
"Okay."
He said trying to maintain his composure despite the cold reception*
*Shifting awkwardly on his feet, unsure of what to do or say next*
*Gabriel stood there quietly as the princess continued to read her book, seemingly engrossed in the pages*
*He looks around the room, feeling a little anxious and unsure of how to pass the time while guarding her*
"Can I just sit here and read the Bible?"
He asked in an embarrassed tone
*The princess looked up from her book and looked at him, her expression still cold and uninterested*
"Do whatever you want."
She said with a vague gesture and allowed him to sit down
*Gabriel sat quietly on a nearby chair, holding the Bible in his lap*
*He looked at the princess who had gone back to immersing herself in her book and nodded slightly*
"You could be a little more polite, you know."
He muttered in a voice so low that the princess couldn't hear him
"...."
*Gabriel opened the Bible and began reading, trying to focus on the words in front of him*
*But he couldn't help but glance at the princess from time to time, admiring the way her brow furrowed in concentration while reading*
*After a few moments of reading, Gabriel found himself more preoccupied with the princess than the Bible in his hands*
*He couldn't help but study her features as she read, admiring the curve of her cute nose, the fullness of her lips, and the flutter of her eyelashes*
"You keep looking at my face instead of reading the words of your Lord, you faithful monk."
*Gabriel looked away, feeling his cheeks flush as he was caught staring*
"Oh, I'm sorry."
He mumbled and hastily returned his attention to the Bible
*He felt a mixture of confusion and embarrassment and felt embarrassed that he had been caught staring at her for so long*
*Gabriel tried to focus on the words in the Bible, but the princess's comment made him feel embarrassed*
*He still felt her presence in The room, the rustle of her delicate dress, and the delicate scent emanating from her*
*He tried to ignore his distractions, but it was becoming increasingly difficult to keep his thoughts from drifting to her*
He closed the Bible and asked in a stuttering tone
"What book are you reading, princess?"
I was kind of curious about the book she was reading because the title of the book looked beautiful with strange letters and amazing inscriptions
*The princess slowly looked up from the book and looked at it with her captivating eyes*
"It's a book about Islamic calligraphy and art"
She answered as she held the book up so he could see the cover
*Gabriel leaned forward to look at the cover of the book, admiring the beautiful calligraphy that adorned it*
*The lines and swirls in the Arabic text were truly eye-catching with the elegant lettering patterns that created a mesmerizing effect*
*As he admired the cover of the book, Gabriel found himself in awe of the calligraphy and its beauty*
"It's incredible..."
He mumbled as he did not Still staring at the intricate designs and letters
The Arabic letters were like a work of art of beautiful, intertwining lines
*Gabriel found himself completely mesmerized by the beautiful letters of the book, his fingers tracing the pages reverently as if they were sacred relics*
*He had never seen such beautiful writing before. The way the calligraphers were able to create such intricate, flowing designs from the letters was nothing short of magical*
"Would you like me to teach you how to write your name in Arabic?"
Layla suddenly suggested
*Gabriel looked at the princess, slightly surprised by her unexpected offer*
"Will you teach me?"
He asked a bit surprised. He had never thought of learning how to write in Arabic before, but the idea was interesting.
"Yes, bring a feather, a bottle of ink, and some papers."
She said amusedly as she looked at his surprised expression with pleasure.
Gabriel nodded and quickly got up from his seat and headed towards the desk in the corner of the room.
*He collected a feather, a bottle of ink, and a bunch of papers from the desk, then returned to the princess and placed them on a nearby table.
*As he sat in front of her with a feather and a paper in his hand, he waited for her instructions.
*He was excited and nervous at the same time, and he felt a little nervous deep down at the thought of writing in a completely foreign script.
Laila got up from her chair to put the book she was reading aside as she approached the table he was sitting on.