Silver Skies

The rain hammered against the grand structure of the House of Khalifa, yet inside, a flurry of activity reigned. Slave women bustled back and forth, preparing for a significant arrival. Standing still amidst the chaos was Jamila, adorned in magnificent black robes, her golden eyes reflecting the firelight. She was preparing to meet her younger sister, Falaq, for the first time in many years.
Meanwhile, far below in the Arabian Peninsula, the Army marched through the pelting rain. Falaq, clad in black armor, watched the stormy skies with her own golden eyes, a reflection of the tempest within her. Her heart was heavy with loss and uncertainty, particularly regarding her mentor, Ustad, and the enigmatic Prince Hudayfa. As they approached the Gates of Tridari, Falaq knew her life was about to change irrevocably.