A Display of Sayqidi Vice

ADoSV is the sequel to ADoSA (read here ). This RP is about the weeks of celebration that are both the first anniversary and the birthday of Emira Scheherazade.

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The night of May 15th, 2023

Al Mahadiyya Palace, Sayyed

Everything had been prepared. Everything had been planned. Scheherazade, who will, by tomorrow, have been reigning for the past year, had made sure that everything was planned for tomorrow, and the following week or two. Not only will she celebrate exactly one year of her tenure as Emira of Sayyed, but she will also be celebrating her twentieth birthday next week.

To say that she was excited would be an understatement. She had invited foreign heads of state (again) to celebrate along with her. Sheā€™s been waiting for this moment once more since the coronation celebration, but this time, itā€™ll be grander, more extravagant than before.

No, this isnā€™t just a display of Sayqidi affluence, no.

This is a display of Sayqidi vice~

She made her way to her chambers as soon as she finished up her discussion with Vizier Hanifnejad, about how the servants should be arranged throughout the palace during the celebrations and how they should accommodate the guests. She laid down on her bed, tucking herself into it as she tried her best to sleep.

She couldnā€™t.

The ornate grandfather clock was ticking, itā€¦bothered her. She wanted it to stop, but she couldnā€™t.

So, she stood up. She walked to her cabinet and grabbed a bottle, written on it was something in Haqen. They were strawberry-flavored melatonin gummies. She popped a few of them into her mouth and chewed, savoring the flavor before walking back to her bed and laying down, wrapping herself in the blanket as she rested her head on the pillow. Once she swallowed the gummies, she felt the drowsiness kicking in, but it was still a long way to go before she could sleep.

Tickā€¦tickā€¦tickā€¦

Five minutes have passed, she still couldnā€™t sleep.

Tickā€¦tickā€¦tickā€¦

Five turned into ten, her eyes were getting heavy.

Tickā€¦tickā€¦tickā€¦

Fifteen. Her eyes were closed.

Tickā€¦tickā€¦tickā€¦

Twenty. She was sound asleep.

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