Inna got up and went into the room while they headed outside. It seemed she wasn't comfortable sitting on the mat. Suddenly, he burst in without greeting, exclaiming, "Inalillahi wa inailaihi raji'un!" Both Inna and I jumped up in fright. Inna quickly asked, "Ibrahim, what's wrong?" He collapsed to the ground, his eyes red. "Inna, what happened?" she asked in confusion. He replied, "Inna, who else but Hameed? It's Prince Hameed. What happened to him? Did he die?" Ibrahim shook his head, "No, he's alive. He's your husband now; the marriage has been arranged."

Inna clutched her chest, exclaiming, "What! Oh my God, inalillahi wa inailahi raji'un." I rushed over to Ibrahim, breaking down in tears, pleading, "Please cover for me, tell them you're my choice. I can endure any hardship but not from the princess and the prince's father. Oh my, Humaira, I'm in trouble!" He scolded me, "Stop this nonsense. How could he possibly know what's happening here when he isn't even in the country? This is all God's doing, so I've entrusted everything to Him. May Allah make it good for all of us." He stood up and left.

While we were sitting, we heard someone greeting, and soon after, the prince walked in. The scent of his perfume reached me before he did. I was sitting in a dark corner, while he sat where the lamp was placed. I focused on him; he had gained weight and looked even more handsome, still exuding that noble aura. He seemed indifferent, with a slight frown on his face. Anger welled up in me, and I glared at him. Is he going to flaunt his royalty here too? He greeted Inna with respect, but before he could say anything, Inna bombarded him with questions.

"Prince, why did you make a decision without consulting us? Is poverty a disease? This girl is an orphan; why would you bring her more trouble than she's already facing? What will she do about your father? Can Humaira handle the jealousy of the princess?" 

He looked up, smiling, and said, "Inna, please calm down. I swear by Allah, I have no intention of harming or deceiving you. As for my father, he's currently very ill, and I believe, Insha Allah, that I will use this opportunity to reconcile with him. He believes I have been obedient, and I will gently persuade him to forgive me and retract his statements, even after he's gone." 

"Right now, there are suspicions that my relatives may have caused his condition to take over the throne. There are issues we're dealing with, Inna, but this won't affect Humaira, with God's permission. Regarding living with Fareeda (the princess), I want you to know that Humaira's parents are hoping to see you humiliated or to see that you humiliate her. I conducted thorough investigations on them. When we discussed the marriage proposal, I did not reveal my royal status; I even portrayed myself as a humble man in need of help. They made numerous derogatory comments, indicating they didn't want Humaira to marry someone better than their daughters."