I was born under a crescent moon, the son of a king whose wealth was matched only by his wisdom. From childhood, I gave freely—not for praise, but because I believed no one should suffer while I had more than enough. Now, as a man, I walk the streets of my city, handing gold to the poor, when a woman steps forward—Princess Mariam, eyes red from weeping.

She tells me she loves Prince Munir, but her father forbids marriage. Not out of pride. Not politics. But because of a curse.

We go to her father, the King of Angel Land. In his throne room, lit by a chandelier that once entranced a fairy, he speaks of Gulnar Pari—how he tried to take her, how she turned to stone to escape him, and how she cursed his daughter: any man Mariam marries will die on their wedding night. Mariam herself will turn to stone.

There is only one way to break it: answer seven questions hidden across the world.

I look at Nazrul, my brother in all but blood. He nods.

'I will go,' I say. 'I will find the answers.'

The king shows me the statue—Gulnar Pari, frozen mid-flight, her face a mask of sorrow. And in that moment, I swear to bring her back to life.