I was a prince in the Middle East

Chapter 27: Scammed by the Whole Family! I'm Actually Ordered to Marry the Most Beautiful Girl in the Middle East?
Princess Mona was clearly extremely dissatisfied with the Dubai royal family's attempt to "fob off" the issue with a young princess.

She turned to Walid, her tone a mixture of maternal concern and assertiveness.

"Son, I've taken a liking to two girls from two families; they're both excellent choices!"

One is King Abdullah's granddaughter, Adele Bint Abdul.

She is exactly twenty years old this year. She is intelligent and dignified, and is currently studying at the University of International Business and Economics in China!
Didn't you want to study in China?
Marrying her would allow you to share a common language and study abroad experience, and it would also strengthen our relationship with the Abdullah faction!

Before Walid could even make a sound, she continued,
"The other is Rajwa Saif, the daughter of Sheikh (chieftain) Saif of the Subai tribe, a branch of the Anzai tribe."

The Subai tribe controlled the traditional camel trade route from Riyadh to the Persian Gulf, and also engaged in agriculture in many rich oases, making it an important supply route and granary for the kingdom!
More importantly, the Subai tribe is known for its valiant cavalry, a tradition passed down through generations; their warriors are renowned fighters in the desert.

Marrying Rajiv would greatly make up for our shortcomings in military strength!
Furthermore, the Saif family is also the largest non-royal real estate group in the kingdom, owning thousands of square kilometers of prime land around Riyadh, which is crucial for the family's future development!

Princess Mona clearly did so after careful consideration and thorough investigation.

Upon hearing this, Prince Talal, Prince Alwaleed, and Princess Lamia all showed expressions of contemplation and agreement.

In Saudi Arabia, mothers have a great deal of say in their sons' marriages, and even the power to make decisions.

If the mother doesn't agree, the bride will absolutely not be allowed to enter the house.

With Princess Mona's attitude so firm and her offering of a compelling and attractive alternative, no one else dared to say anything more.

Prince Talal gave his grandson a helpless look that said, "Grandpa did his best, but your mom is too amazing."

Seeing this, Prince Khalid coughed again and offered an additional piece of information.
"By the way, Dubai is also aware of Al Wahli's actual situation and has put forward an additional condition:"
In addition to Princess Sanama, the sixth princess, as the principal wife, Princess Shaman bint Mohammed bin Rashid Al Maktoum was also offered as part of her dowry.

and……"

He paused, then looked at Princess Mona, “They made it clear that they don’t mind Walid marrying other women as ‘Misyal’ before he officially marries Princess Sanama.”

Misyar marriage is a simplified marriage contract in which both parties relinquish some rights and obligations, such as the right to live together and financial support.

The core point is that children of a Misyal marriage have inheritance rights recognized by both Islamic and secular law, preventing situations where there is no heir after a Walid accident.

"A dowry? The Seventh Princess?"

Princess Mona frowned even more and immediately asked, "The sixth princess is only 14 years old, how old can the seventh princess be?"

Prince Khalid's gaze swept over Princess Luna, who was nestled beside her brother, listening curiously to the adults' conversation, and he replied,
"Seven months younger than Luna."

After hearing this, Walid felt like his whole body was about to crack open!
It felt like a million alpacas were stampeding through my mind.

He previously called Turki a beast, but if he were to agree now, wouldn't he be even more of a beast than Turki?!

Even if it were just an engagement and not a wedding at this moment, he still found it absurd.

This is no longer a matter of "not being able to wait four years," it's downright crossing the line of morality!
Muhammad, you absolutely did this on purpose! Are you getting revenge for making you take the blame yesterday?!

However, amidst this extreme sense of absurdity and moral unease, a name and an image flashed through Walid's mind like lightning.

Salama bint Muhammad!
Dubai's Sixth Princess!
That beautiful princess, hailed as the "Middle East's No. 1 Beauty," has been virtually "raised" by netizens around the world, especially in China!

Her beauty and temperament were already astonishing at the age of 14.

She has been beautiful since childhood.

Fragments of memory told him that the sixth princess was indeed exceptionally beautiful when she came of age.

more importantly……

Walid's mind raced. Since the other party proposed a "Misyal marriage" and didn't mind having someone else before the marriage, didn't that mean...?

I can openly and legitimately live a carefree life for four years without being bound by marriage too early.
This is simply "being ordered to be romantic"!

The pros and cons were weighed in an instant.

As for the eleven-year-old seventh princess, Samantha… Walid automatically ignored her.

Okay, actually he is Tusanama and Shaman are both beautiful!

And... when Sanama was 14 years old...

There's no trace of naivety about being 14!

Uh-huh!

The main purpose is to prevent consanguineous marriage!
When Princess Mona's face was filled with sorrow, she asked him again, "Son, marriage is a serious matter, not a game. What are your own thoughts?"

Walid took a deep breath, suppressing his moral dilemma about age, and his eyes became unusually firm.

He stated his choice clearly and solemnly.

"Mother, Father, Grandfather, Second Uncle, Aunt. I've made up my mind."

I have chosen to accept Dubai's marriage proposal and marry Princess Sanama.

He then elaborated on his core reasons.

"Becoming the rightful 'Amid' of the Ajman tribe is of irreplaceable importance for consolidating the relationship between our Talal lineage and the powerful Ajman tribe as our mother clan!"
This is a dual bond of blood and power!
In the desert, in the kingdom, the gun is the only true power, and the support of the tribe is one of the foundations of our existence!

More importantly…

He emphasized, "This provides our entire family with a legitimate and justifiable way out in the face of unpredictable political storms in the future!"
If things don't go smoothly, we can use our identity as 'Amid' to legitimately lead our people to the Emirate of Ajman or even Dubai to seek refuge!

This is more important than any money or land!

After hearing his words, Princess Mona frowned, her face clearly showing disapproval.

"Walid, I admit your analysis is reasonable... but marriage is not a simulation!"
"Your mother not only wants to see you secure a future for the family, but she's also afraid you'll suffer any injustice."

She gazed at Walid, her voice carrying a mother's unwavering resolve.
"Adele and Lagiva are both excellent girls, and their status, talent, and looks are a perfect match for you."

How about... we arrange for you to meet them first? It can't hurt to see more."

Walid shook his head, his tone earnest: "Mother, I am not wronged."

Actually... I've seen photos of Sanama and Samantha on Twitter, and they look great together. Please grant my request.

Thanks to Dubai's propaganda efforts, the Dubai royal family is not as conservative and traditional as the Saudi royal family; photos of their princesses before they came of age are everywhere.

Princess Lamia couldn't help but chuckle upon hearing this, and teased,
"Oh, so we Walid people are attracted to her because she's pretty!"

Luna, who had been quietly eating her dessert, looked up, her big eyes blinking, and interjected with childlike certainty,
"It's true! Sister Sanama and Sister Shaman are absolutely gorgeous!"

I saw them last time when I went to Dubai with my mom for a wedding!
Moreover, Sister Sanama has a very gentle personality, and Shaman is also very cute.

My mom even told me to learn from Sister Sanama!

Princess Mona frowned and immediately reprimanded her youngest daughter sternly, "Luna! Don't interrupt adults!"

Turning her head, her face grew even more somber. She stared intently at her son, confirming his name again, word by word.

"Are you really sure? Once you've chosen this path, there's no going back!"
This is a marriage alliance between two countries, not a game!

Are you sure?!

“I’m sure! I will never go back on my word!” Walid nodded solemnly, without the slightest wavering.

Just when Walid thought his mother would express disappointment, the deep melancholy on Princess Mona's face melted away instantly, like snow under the sun.

She and Prince Khalid beside her exchanged a glance, and the corners of their mouths simultaneously turned upwards, revealing a...

Extremely similar, full of tacit understanding, with a cunning and satisfied smile of a successful plan!

That smile struck Walid like a bolt of lightning!
He was completely stunned!
A strong sense of foreboding washed over me:

Damn it! This is... being tricked by my parents?! "Pfft..."

Seeing her brother's stunned expression, Luna finally couldn't help but giggle.

The crisp sound was particularly loud in the quiet restaurant.

"Brother, you're so stupid! You big idiot! How could Mom and Dad tell you about the wedding without discussing it with you beforehand!"

I just ordered yours too, and Mom is very satisfied with Sister Sanama.

and……"

The little girl, acting all mature for her age, mimicked an adult's tone and said in a condescending manner.

"A concubine's daughter? A daughter of a tribal branch? How could she possibly be the first queen of the sole heir of the Talal lineage!"

"My status isn't good enough! You idiot brother!"

"!!!"

Walid was struck dumb, completely stunned!

He glanced at his parents, who were grinning like foxes, then at his gloating sister, and finally at his grandfather, second uncle, and aunt, whose faces said, "Just as I thought, you're still too green..."

That's it!

The parents had long since chosen those two future daughters-in-law.

They never intended for him to marry Adele or Lagiva!

Their initial goal was a marriage alliance with Dubai!

The two opposing and proposed "candidates" mentioned earlier are just smokescreens!
All of this was to get him to choose the Dubai option on his own initiative and to personally explain the strategic reasons behind it!

This shows respect for his "decision-making power" while perfectly achieving the goal of urging him to get married!
They even preserved the right to hold their grandchildren early!
What a clever tactic of feigning indifference to lure the prey!
What cunning parents!

Prince Talal looked at his grandson's dumbfounded, suddenly enlightened, and bewildered expression, and finally couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The hearty laughter almost lifted the roof off.

"Hahaha! Silly boy! What are you standing there for? Take some time in a few days to go to Dubai, go through the formalities, and meet your two little fiancées! Remember, if you're going to pretend, at least make it look convincing!"

A shrewd glint flashed in the old man's eyes, as if to say: Young man, you're still too green to play the game of power! But that's what makes it interesting!
"Alright, alright, everyone disperse!"

Prince Talal waved his hand dismissively, ending the information-packed private family dinner, his face displaying a satisfied expression of having seen through everything.

“Let Walid rest too. He’s been through a lot yesterday, and today he’s being interrogated by us old guys. He’s had enough. Luna, take your brother to the garden for some fresh air.”

Little Luna immediately jumped up, like a light little deer, and took the arm of the still somewhat bewildered Walid, responding sweetly,
"Yes, Grandpa! Come on, brother, take me to pet Simba. It won't let me ride it without you here!"

She winked mischievously at her brother, the meaning of which was clear: Silly brother, tell me, aren't you stupid?
Walid was being pulled away by his sister, his mind still buzzing.

Wait! He suddenly remembered a crucial question, stopped in his tracks, and turned to look at Prince Khalid, who was about to leave the restaurant.

"Father! Wait!"

Prince Khalid stopped and raised an eyebrow at him: "Hmm? What's wrong, my little lion? You've got a change of heart? There's no going back."

Princess Mona also stopped and looked at her son with a half-smile.

"It's not regret!"

Walid quickly shook his head; he didn't want to experience another round of pressure to get married.
"I wanted to ask, about Dubai... the Emirate of Ajman... um, what's the actual weight of it?"

He carefully chose his words, his gaze intense.

He understood the benefits of political marriage, but the promise of military power had to be put into practice.

Prince Khalid smiled approvingly, as if to say, "Finally, you've got the point." He returned, his voice low so only his family could hear him.

"Don't worry. Although the Emirate of Ajman is not large, it is strategically located, guarding the entrance to the Persian Gulf."

Amid is nominally the deputy chief, but within the tribe, he holds military command authority second only to the Sheikh.

More importantly…

He paused, his eyes sharp, "The emirates of Abu Dhabi, Sharjah, and Ras Al Khaimah have been eyeing Ajman and Dubai for years, believing they are either rich but weak or small in number and power. They have always wanted to annex them and then form a truly unified country."

We, the Talal lineage, are related to the Ajman tribe by blood. If you go there as Amid, you will be their strongest support!

Do you understand? This isn't just a nominal title; it's a real position that allows you to wield real power!
Dowry? Hmph, that's just a polite way of putting it.

What Dubai really wants to buy is Saudi Arabia's aid to the two emirates over the next few decades!

So they are also placing bets, betting that Muhammad and you will win.

Walid felt a sudden sense of clarity, as if the clouds had parted to reveal the sun.

This deal was absolutely worth it!

As the sole heir of the Talal line and a rising star in the core circle of the Saudi royal family, he knew all too well that his marriage could not be a simple matter of romantic love.

Rather, it is a political game concerning the rise and fall of families and the expansion of power.

He was already aware of this.

This marriage in Dubai, seemingly arranged, was actually a source of constant anxiety for him.

Firstly, it avoids the Saudi royal family's horrifying endogamy system, which is something they find most unacceptable!

No matter how good they are, they cannot escape the blood curse lurking due to generations of inbreeding.

By marrying Sanama, who is not related to him by blood, the risk of offspring being born with deformities is fundamentally eliminated!

Secondly, the strategic gains far exceeded expectations—the acquisition of an overseas enclave that allows for both offensive and defensive operations, along with a loyal armed force.

Thirdly... who the hell doesn't like a beautiful woman? Especially a well-known beauty, that kind of sense of accomplishment is a bonus.

With her good looks, great figure, and personality that her sister Luna attested to, she's practically the ultimate beauty package in a political marriage!
Fourth, I can openly and legitimately enjoy my freedom and embrace the life of a spoiled prince...

This deal was incredibly profitable!

He was secretly delighted.

As the saying goes, "The face reflects the heart." Seeing the joy on her son's face, Princess Mona finally breathed a sigh of relief, a gentle smile appearing on her face. She stepped forward to straighten his slightly wrinkled collar.

"Go ahead and go for a walk with Luna. The family will take care of these things for you."

Just remember, you are a lion of the Talal clan, not a lamb to be manipulated.

Watching his parents walk away hand in hand, Walid let out a long sigh of relief.

Luna tugged at his sleeve and sighed like a little adult.
"Oh, poor Salama and Samantha, they have no idea they're going to marry such a beastly brother!"

Walid flicked his sister's smooth forehead in an annoyed manner.
"What does this little brat know! This is called sacrificing the individual for the greater good!"
Let's go pet Simba!

He deliberately changed the subject, pulling the giggling Luna towards the garden, his heart already clear.

The winds of power have been blowing ever since yesterday's earth-shattering gamble.

And Walid, this newly awakened lion cub, has officially stepped into the eye of the storm.

Ahead lies the Iron Curtain of the Sudri faction, the hidden fangs of the United States, the deep abyss of royal reform, and the path to glory that the Talal faction has longed for after years of dormancy.

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(End of this chapter)