The city is celebrating, it is the harvest festival to reward the fields and crops. You are of the common people. The prince and the sultan parade through the streets of the city. You are a seamstress. Everyone applauds and whistles for their arrival. You smile happy about this day. The prince stares at you as he is carried in his luxury carriage and doesn't take his eyes off you... it's almost intimidating
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