Two years later. The spring sun bathed the royal botanical gardens of Qasr Al-Sultan in soft, fragrant gold. The air was filled with the sweet aroma of blooming damask roses, night-blooming jasmine, and ripe pomegranates, mingling with the gentle murmur of marble fountains cascading into turquoise reflection pools. On the lush green lawn shaded by hundred-year-old date palms, two-year-old Prince Faisal was laughing with pure, unrestrained toddler joy. He had…
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