The long-awaited day finally arrived; the day of the crown princess competition.
Emera stood beside Sameera and King Aiden who came to witness the event. After all, it was his idea.
He didn't want his son to be caught between two sisters because the precise position they needed was still unstable.
He suggested at the New Year's party that Emera decided who she would make the future queen.
Because King Zain didn't have a son, the heir could only be Princess Zahra or Princess Layla.
Emera coughed, clearing her throat as she glanced at everyone in the hall.
A few servants stood in the background, surrounding the young princess, who was at the center of attention today.
Zahra wasn't confident however she tried her best to demonstrate herself as such. Her slender body was wrapped by a single long white dress that reached her knees along with a few earrings.