Mirror mirror on the wall, who is the biggest liar of them all?!

*Jasmine's POV*

"I love the way you are dressed, very honorable," Rabia said praising my niqaab.

Rabia took me to the library, which was usually empty. Benjamin had a smartphone in his hands and was making a call.

He wasn't wearing the formal clothing, he wore a grey suit, which neatly clung to his frame. It seemed to be custom made.

As his eyes met mine. I noticed his blue tie was hanging loose and his white blouse was open, showing some of his chest. He gestured his hand up and down, making clear that unlike Rabia, he did not approve of the way I was dressed.

"Why?!" he mouthed as he eyed me from head to toe and ended the call. "For some woman,a niqaab would help to draw less attention of men, hiding their beauty. But Habibie come on, for heaven sakes, have you ever looked at yourself? Your eyes make every sane man lose his mind, and now that's all they see." Benjamin shook his head and ran his hand through his hair, still staring at me.

Well, it was safe to say I did not anticipate this reaction.

"Come," he ordered and Rabia and I followed him.

We went up several stairs climbing one of the palaces towers. When we finally arrived upstairs, I gasped.

"What is this?" I had never seen anything like this in my life. "It's a planetarium," Benjamin explained.

"How does it work?" I asked baffled. "Always full of questions." Benjamin snickered, smiling crookedly. "Come, sit down and 'll show you," he said.

It was absolutely mesmerizing. Benjamin projected different planets, showing them from different angles. He could actually show how the sky looked earlier and now. It was amazing.

"Did you enjoy it?" Benjamin asked already knowing the answer.

"I loved it," I replied. "Mhh.. You loved it," he mused. I can't wait to see your reaction to the meteor shower, we will watch through our palace telescope. "With a telescope" I said dragging out the words. I had never seen one.

"Yes, but first I need to talk to you." He seemed to hesitate going further. He ran both hands through his hair, messing it completely up. He made me nervous.

"YOUR HIGHNESS." Nadia said loudly. I looked at Rabia, who immediately looked at the floor. I gazed around the room, we were the only ones here.

I flashed a look at Benjamin as Nadia approached him. She curtsied before him.

My mouth felt dry.

"When my friend told me she had a great teacher, I couldn't imagen it was you, your highness," Nadia said with feigned politeness.

Benjamin didn't say anything, nothing at all.

My hands started to tremble.

Curtsy, I had to curtsy. I couldn't just possibly stand here. So I did. Bowing before him, I was horror struck

I replayed everything in my head. Every conversation and every touch. I couldn't swallow. I had been rude to him, I had said everything and never held my tongue, I had grabbed his blouse and stood close to him, on several occasions.

Raina had caught a naked woman in his bed and that was Nadia. He had slept with Nadia. I felt a sharp pain in my chest and tears started to run down my cheeks unwillingly. He slept with someone... I mean he...

I stood up. "Your highness, if I may have your permission, I would want to leave now," I pleaded.

"Habibie, please, please let me explain," he begged taking a few steps towards me.

My head spun and I ran. I ran to Raina's chambers and into my bedroom, as fast as I could.

*Saphira's POV*

I tip toed out of the bed and felt the soft white carpet underneath my feet. It felt very comfortable.

I walked towards the glass window that seemed more like doors that filled up the entire wall.

"What does your bedroom look like?" Amanda asked.

My smartphone felt hot, we had been talking for hours.

"Err…" Where should I begin?

"Please describe every single little detail and don't you dare hold out Information from me," she said trying to sound stern.

"Later," I promised, because I heard a knock on the door. It couldn't be my mom, she would of barged right in.

"Come In," I said as polite as I could. The door went open, and grandmother stepped in my room. "Amanda, is it okay if I call you back tomorrow? My grandma just walked into my bedroom."

"Mhh okay," she said, clearly not satisfied that she hadn't gotten her answer yet. Grandma walked across the room to where I was, when we said our goodbyes and hung up the phone.

Without saying a single word she opened up the very big window. I gasped, because the only thing I saw ahead of me was my white balcony and the pacific ocean.

We both stared out the window in silence for a while.

It wasn't an awkward kind of silence, it felt good. A warm breeze of wind touched my face… You could even hear the sound of the waves. It was peaceful.

Then I noticed that against my grandmothers soft wrinkled tan skin, rolled a tear. She was crying, but I didn't know what to say. I just gazed at her.

She watched me with her warm brown eyes and smiled… "Don't worry, dear," she said. "These are happy tears." It was funny how her almost white hair, contrasted with her tanned skin.

"What is behind those two doors?" I asked while pointing at each of them. "There's nothing like an unsolved mystery, right." Grandma laughed.

Then she opened the first door. "This is your bathroom," she said. "It's not really that big, but big enough for you and it has a bubble bath," she said as she winked at me. "I have my own…"

She closed my bathroom door and opened the next door.

"This is your closet," she said. "It's not much and poorly stocked. I bought you some shoes and a few clothes. While I was standing in the big room, which my grandma ridiculously called 'closet.' I realized that it wasn't poorly stocked at all.

There were four really big black open closets, against the back wall. They were all filled. In the middle of the room, there were two white mirrored tables, standing against each other's back. In front of it there were two chairs on both sides. Above it all there was a big crystal chandelier.

"Actually, I wanted to give you this," she said as she handed me a card. "On this your grandfather will deposit your allowance for each month."

"I've asked him to deposit a bit extra this month, so you can fill up your closet." I know it wasn't polite, but I had to close me mouth. Because I left it hanging open, during our conversation.

"Err... Thank you grandmother, but you shouldn't have, I mean I could find myself a job," I said.

"Your much like your mother," she accused.

Grandma looked at me with a disapproving face. It made me feel very small. Even though I was 1,70 my and grandma was about 15 cm shorter then I was. But then she smiled again and I relaxed. A little.

"The day after tomorrow you'll spend some time with me, if you don't mind."

Alone? I thought. "What will mom be doing?"

"Laila… Well, Your mom has a lot to talk about with your grandfather," she said with a worried look on her face. That made me worry to. "I'll take you to the country club for a high tea." The country club? Oh dear... "Wear something prudent." Grandma flashed me a look.

"I'm looking forward to it grandm," I said trying to sound polite again. She kissed my cheek and went out the room.

Breathe Saphira, I had to tell myself.

*Benjamin's POV*

I couldn't leave, as I had originally planned. I felt utterly sick to my stomach. What had I done? As if things weren't bad enough, my grandfather send a maid to fedge me.

This meant I couldn't go after her. I was this close to disobeying my grandfather, but I wouldn't dare doing so.

Walking through the palace hallways, I mostly looked at the ceiling. Servants passing me, were whispering, gossiping probably. In the end, I knew it was my own fault.

I had no one else to blame now. What would grandfather want?

Would he lecture me about marriage again? I almost threw up, because I had lost the already small amount of chance I had with her. Who would I marry if it was not her?

Entering the main room in my grandfather's quarters, I noticed the sultan was in deep conversation.

"Daniel," I exclaimed. I walked towards him and padded him on his back. "My friend, what are you doing here?"

"Just passing through, I heard you were heading back to America," Daniel noted. "Yeah well…" I trailed off and ran one hand through my hair. Directly picking up my hesitation, my best friend nodded and dropped the issue.

The three of us shared a nightcap and then Daniel and I retired to my chambers.

"What's up with you bro?" Daniel snickered.

I was not in the mood for fun and games.

Closing my eyes, I only saw those huge, cat-like green eyes, staring at me. This time they were filled with tears and betrayal. I felt sick to my stomach again.

"I have hurt someone today," I muttered. I shook my head, thinking of her bewildered eyes, as she found out I was no servant at all. We spoke about her all night. It was stupid, but I couldn't think of anything, or anyone else.

Waking up, I felt like I couldn't breathe. I had to do something. "Daniel," I said solemnly.

"Mhh…" Daniel replied distracted. "I have to marry." Daniel looked up from his phone and eyed me. "As we all do someday," he uttered.

"Within a year," I announced. Daniel started to laugh. "Well that explains your mood." He howled.

"I'm serious," I shouted. Daniel put his phone down. "The sultan has granted me a year to find a bride on my own."

"So, why don't you marry that chick then?" She was not someone you would call 'chick'. "Don't speak so rude of her," I warned him.

"Touchy," Daniel joked.

"Even if I wanted to, I can't." Did I want to? It didn't matter. "Her sister isn't married yet, so as is customed, I can't."

Jazz would be horrified, if she heard I was even considering taking her as my bride. "If that is the only problem, it seems like an easy fix" He pointed out the obvious.

"Just find the sister a groom first. You're Benjamin Al-Raji Saud, work your magic bro," Daniel opted.

"She would never say yes." I sighed heavily. "Her thoughts are only filled with books." I smiled. "If I should get married, she would be the least horrifying choice." I had to admit, if only to myself. She would be my only choice.

I had to go see her.

When I reached my favorite reading tree, I immediately noticed it was occupied. Bingo!

"Do you mind if I sit here?" I asked Jasmine. She jumped, starlet by my approach. I saw her swiftly putting away the letter I wrote her. Maybe there was still hope then. That possibility had made me smile.