Chapter 43 - Desert Nights and Sweet Discoveries (2)

Amidst the hustle and bustle of the lantern-lit night market, the stalls filled with food, handicrafts, and jewelry, a woman with flowing black hair moved gracefully through the crowd.

Her every movement seemed like a dance of light combined with the jingle of her bell-ringed anklets and the gold chain around her waist. Every passerby that looked at her held their breath, amazed, as if they were seeing stars among them.

The woman's long, flowing black hair glistened in the torchlight, and her dark eyes radiated a mysterious charm.

Her body moved lithely, each movement creating beautiful shadows that reflected on the sandy floor. Her hands and hips swayed in time with the rhythm that carried the audience away, but her heart was filled with anger and a purpose that they did not know.