To read the Completed book: Go to Okadabooks https://okadabooks.com/user/FareedaHaruna "That is my condition. I've had it imprinted in the journal already. There is nothing you can do about it" Sarki Abusadiq said gritting his teeth. It's not like he asked Yarima to slit his wrist. He was making a big deal out of nothing and it was irritating. "Of all the conditions you could attach to me, you chose her? When you know I had someone all this while. She's not even Royal" he stated clenching his fists. He couldn't beat up his father of course. It just gave him an inner strength. "You know how this goes. My father gave me a condition, so did his father, and the father after that one. That's how it works. It's either this, or Azeem takes the throne." Sarki Abusadiq said adjusting his turban. The dresser made the turban too sketchy today. He ought to get rid of it before he gets a headache. "I've done everything you've ever asked of me. I've never disrespected you. I've never done anything stupid or wrong like Azeem. Why are you doing this to me father?" he asked trying to see if a little sadness could weaken his father's choice of condition. "Young man! Man up. You're a King! Sacrifices are meant to be made. Go out. I need to rest before the council comes. Choose wisely " Sarki Abusadiq said shooing his eldest son. Yarima left the throne room with slumped shoulders. This was something he never thought would happen. How could his father do this. Well he will make a choice! A choice that would surely work in his favor!