Zarha, at the age of thirteen , evidently inherited the beauty of her mother.
Long black hair, amber skin, dark eyes.
But her restlessness was that of her father.
It was easy to find her playing in the garden fountains, climbing trees or walls in an attempt to see the city outside the palace.
Tidying up, being a good girl and palace chores weren't for her.
Her personal servant, Nabla, a seventeen-year-old girl, struggled to keep up with her and often lost track of her.
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