The Trait of Love The Player
Proprietary
On the other side...
Yazan was seen seriously listening to his father, the man who holds the title of Crown Prince of the Albarack Nobles family, occasionally glancing at the laptop in front of him.
"Do you understand?" ask the Lord Nobles.
"Eyeah, Father." said Yazan sure.
Lavera and Jalal and her daughter Zallima, smiled faintly. I don't know what they're thinking right now. Jalal the old man still uses a wheelchair just like Zoyya, so Zallima and her daughter are here with him.
"But that prairie area I'm going to turn into a new part of the palace, do you agree?" chirp Yazan arrived.
Lavera widened her smile when she heard the son's words, the woman with a bright red lipstick glanced at Jalal who was also smiling.
As for Ommar, the old man slightly gasped at Yazan's words. Why did his first son arrive to want the territory to expand the palace? it's not that Yazan and the others knew that the place should not be in anyone's brains. He had given the beautiful pasture and his pony to Ennet-almarhumah the wife.
Ommar even kept silent often came to the place at night, when all the inhabitants of the palace were asleep including Lavera-his second wife. What's more since Ennet died and Elvier left, that old man almost every night comes there.
"I won't allow it!" firmly Ommar.
His two eyes stared intently at Yazan, he did not like his son to want to ruin the meadow of his late first wife.
Yazan smiled at Ommar, as if the young man had guessed that his father would not allow it.
"It's not that you and the others know that the meadow is the right of Elvier and Ennet." continued Ommar.
Yazan sighed softly as he straightened his body, both of the man's hands resting on his knees.
"I know, but am I not the Son of the Crown here? so I also have the right to do anything in this area of the palace, Dad." said haughty Yazan.
Ommar was undaunted, the man smiled faintly at his first son. It turns out that Yazan has the same traits as Lavera - his mother, ambitious, greedy and wants to win on her own.
The old man leaned his body against the back of the sofa comfortably, one corner of his lips pulled upwards when he saw Yazan's sour look.
Similarly to Lavera, the middle-aged woman was just as upset as Yazan saw her husband's rejection. Lavera already has plans to build the big bungalow of her dreams. But Ommar destroyed the dream in an instant, the husband still remained in his position to defend the meadow, to become the property of his stepson and his honeymooner.
"I'm sorry, my Lord, I want to inform you that Crown Prince Caviar is competing in horse racing with the second Prince" said Yaser, who had just arrived.
The man who had been a close friend of Elvier, only looked down when he saw Lavera's plot. He did not understand why the Empress was staring at him like that.
While Ommar was still silent, but he soon got up and walked out leaving Yazan and the others, followed by Yaser.
The luxurious and expensive robed old man walked quickly towards where Elvier was. Ommar did not mind the match, which he was concerned about was the person following him. Ommar was convinced that as Elvier became more and more troubled with Caviar, the Crown Prince of the Abrahamic family would never be able to calm down his second son. Caviar will always make trouble for Elvier, because for Caviar-his son it's the toughest rival in everything - including in terms of women.
It used to be that many girls preferred to stare at Elvier, rather than the Crown Prince. While the two noble families held a horse riding match that they often do every month. That was what made Caviar always want to be one step ahead of Elvier, the young man was too ambitious and haughty.
"Has the match started?" ask the Lord Nobles.
The man spoke without turning his head to Yaser, his eyes constantly staring ahead at the palace guards who were bowing to him.
"Looks-,"
Striking the saddle and neighing the Horse from the match area made Yaser's speech pause for a moment.
"- It has begun, my lord." continued Yaser.
PRINCESS YASMINE,😍😍😍😍