The Prince of Travelers

Chapter 064: Untillable Replies

“Ayahanda,” call Little Princess on the day Mimi visited deliver a letter from Li An, “Allow me alone who wrote a reply letter for her.”

“Hm, alright,” the middle-aged man called father by Little Princess nodded calmly. He did not mind his daughter's request. After all, he would still check it before the reply letter was sent back.

The Little Princess brought a letter from Li An to her room. He read once again the letter which contained much of that information. The literary language contained in it has such a deep meaning. It was obvious that the Eighth Prince was very careful when writing the letter.

To be honest, Little Princess felt hurt, jealous, and angry at Li An. That feeling of betrayal just appeared in his heart, especially when he saw the girl who came with Mimi to his residence. That girl was what the Eighth Prince meant in his letter.

Little Princess was silent for quite a while. Although he had asked his father for permission to write his own reply to the letter, he became confused when faced with paper and pen. If she was a selfish girl, she would have loved to scold Li An so much, writing down many thick words that represented her anger, it even broke the new bond of promise tied by the prince a few months ago.

However, the love in his heart was greater than that anger. He could not bear to write words that offended his heart. If only for this alone he had given up hope, then his prayers every night would have been in vain.

“Ah, right,” Little Princess finally got the idea after remembering the strands of her prayers in each night, “I am a Muslimah. Our love can never be intertwined as long as he has not become a Muslim. O Rahman, I love him for the sake of expecting Your pleasure. To You servant resigned himself.”

Little Princess immediately left the paper and the pen, then renewed her wudhunya. He also held a prayer mat in his room. Seconds later, he was already solemn in his prayer. His prayer in prostration is deep and seducing. He asked his Lord for guidance.

After the prayer, Little Princess returned to her table. He has strengthened his heart. A deep love that is sincere makes him firmly maintain the bond of his promise. However, he wrote an exhortation. That urge was the core that dominated his letter. He poured it both implicitly and explicitly. While writing the reply letter, he hoped that Li An immediately understood his point.

“To the Eighth Prince, the wise Leader of the Fuli Trade Union, the Prince An whom I respect,” muttered Little Princess while writing her reply. He wrote greetings and formal preamble praises to Almighty God after the greeting. Once the opening is complete, then he poured out his heart, “I've read your letter. Although this heart feels jealous, I can understand your intent.”

Little Princess stopped until that sentence. He felt that his writing was inappropriate and intended to throw it in the trash. Unfortunately, he had written the asthma of God in it. He felt he couldn't do it. In the end, he continued his words.

“That's no problem for me. Here, I am still waiting faithfully for you until the appointed time. I'm pleased with your expression of your oath to His Majesty the Emperor. That way, I feel relieved because it still gets the main attention from you. If that noble girl is me, then it is a fortune and honor for me.

However, you must remember that I am a devout Muslim. I'm not allowed to marry you until you become a Muslim. O Prince, you are a learned man who has been teaching Islam for many years. What makes you doubt? But my family has shown that superficial thoughts about the boycott are not true.

When will you join our family? Didn't you convince us that this is the true religion? Why haven't you accepted it at all?

Hi, Prince~

If the veil is a worldly treasure, then remember that everything in the world is mortal. Food will rot, clothes will be shabby, while gold and silver will be passed down and changed hands. No one will give you a penny in the Hereafter.

O Prince~

If the veil is power, then remember that power is only temporary. You will be replaced, sooner or later. That honor may be attached to you to death, but it will be of no use to you in the afterlife.

O Prince~

You are a smart and wise man. Since childhood, you have had a deep thought. There should be nothing else that can make you hesitate in the slightest to Islam.

Holy love must be bound with a sacred contract. The sacred body is bound by the guardian of a Muslim woman to the Muslim bride. From that contract, a household ark will be built that will sail to heaven. He will dock in it, then the owner of the family will live happily together.

How self longs for eternal love, a love that is not only alive, but delivered to an eternal heaven. I'm always praying that you can enter that beautiful garden. I am looking forward to that happy day.

Hi, Prince~

As long as you are religious and have faith, I am willing to be with you even if I am not the only one. I do not need the treasure, power, or honor of a princess, but enough is your faith to be a dowry for this self.”

Little Princess paused for a moment and stretched her body. He yawns slowly because he is suddenly sleepy. Even so, he still forced himself to reread the contents of his letter, making sure there was not the slightest mistake in it. As soon as he reached the last sentence, he thought about asking the Eighth Prince for something.

“That girl,” muttered Little Princess slowly, “I want to get closer to her. I had to ask An’er to allow the girl to live near me. We will probably be ‘ familiar friends’ in the future.”

After writing down the cover and making sure the ink on the paper was dry, Little Princess immediately folded the reply letter. He wanted to send the letter to Li An immediately. Hopefully the Eighth Prince will soon convert to Islam and propose to him in earnest after that.

“Ayahanda,” call Little Princess with her distinctive soft voice, “I'm done writing a reply.”

“Oh, is that it?” a middle-aged woman who retorted. She is the biological mother of a little princess. In the living room, he was accompanying Mimi and Asina chatting. As he read the letter his daughter wrote, a gentle smile rose on his lips.

“Greetings, Mistress,” an errand boy suddenly walks into the living room. The messenger knelt down with a face that looked hurried. He was silent until the middle-aged woman in front of him allowed him to speak. “I got news from sir. This is about the Imperial Delegation and the Eighth Prince.”

“What happened to him?” little Princess Mother felt a bad feeling.

“He disappeared. Allegedly that the Chieftains of Tarkan had conspired with to kill him,” replied the errand boy flatly, “Peace with the Kahagan Tarkan has been cancelled. Emperor Yung Wei is rallying an army to avenge their deeds.”

The whole room became silent for a moment. Everyone inside was shaken in their respective dilemmas. Mimi was certainly worried about her husband's safety, but she was more worried about Li An whom she had been nurturing like her own son all this time. Asina never thought that her sacrifice would end in vain. He could not even return to his country. Among all of them, the first Little Princess shed her tears. He was just about to send a reply letter containing the call of da'wah and love. Unfortunately, the letter may never reach its recipient.

Just then, Asina realized that Little Princess was the girl Li An had meant in their conversation that night. The girl loved by the Grand Prince. That girl he probably should serve after this.