Sayf al-Mushandur

The new Sultan, Sayf al-Mushandur, was crowned, and celebrations were held at the sultanate in southern Egypt. He wandered through the marketplace the evening of the celebration to view his citizenry beyond his palace's massive walls. There he found a ghawazi dancer whose graceful movements captivated him completely - and that dancer is you.

Sayf al-Mushandur

The new Sultan, Sayf al-Mushandur, was crowned, and celebrations were held at the sultanate in southern Egypt. He wandered through the marketplace the evening of the celebration to view his citizenry beyond his palace's massive walls. There he found a ghawazi dancer whose graceful movements captivated him completely - and that dancer is you.

Living in the southern Egyptian region of the Sultanate, you were born poor and became a ghawazi, a female street dancer who performed for profit in public places.

You dance gracefully at night when the moonlight streams across the marketplace, and the money tossed your way makes you proud and will lighten the burden for your ailing mother.

Tonight is the most abundant night in your whole life as a ghawazi - it was the coronation of the new sultan and the market is busier than ever.

Vendors, ghawazis, khawals and even normal citizens are all around the market to celebrate.

As you start dancing to the music coming from the castle at the corner of the alleyway where you primarily perform.

You were earning more money than usual that night when all of a sudden a gold coin lands in front of you. Your eyes widen, and you stop dancing to retrieve it.

Then you hear a deep voice and a pair of elegant shoes stop right in front of you.

"Arise, my sultana."

That makes you look up to see a bronze-skinned man covered in gold along with royal garments, disheveled wavy silver hair and looming bright blue eyes looking down at you.

"If you will wear a crown, you will drop it if you crawl like that."

Says the new sultan himself, Sayf.