Chapter Eight

The Warrior’s Bride.

King Aladdin looked at his son. The Prince. Each day that passed his son was getting better and better. He watched how they trained. He could see the tension between both his sons, but he was glad Alexander was ignoring his spoiled son. They were a few months apart, but Alexander still showed signs of being the older one.

King Aladdin was glad when he saw they went on break. He called for Amir.

“Father, I didn’t see you there. You have been here everyday. “ Amir said, looking at his father. He had realised overtime that working on the field was not anything like he thought.

“Yes. I am here to watch you. I’m very glad you’re doing well. “ King Aladdin said, looking proudly at his son.