While Suwainah deceived Armad's soul to his capture, in Jekis, celebrations were held without a stop. Armad had gone to almost every major road in the city. Gradually, they came to the central market where they met a large crowd waiting for them.

Everyone was cheering and throwing colorful flowers to show their support. Armad was so tired he could only respond by nodding his head and smiling. Nostalgia didn't mind the crowd in the slightest. All her attention was on Armad and nothing stopped her from pinching him from time to time.

Armad ignored her. He would have his revenge later.

As they passed through the market, a middle-aged man jumped from the crowd and hugged Armad. The guards with the market surveillance team quickly reacted by taking the man away forcefully. Some began to shout 'he is a spy' and 'the enemy sent him, while others were envious and wanted to change places with the man.

"Wait," Armad stopped the guards. He looked at the man and asked, "Who are you? And what brought you here?"

The man raised his head and looked at Armad with wide, happy eyes and said, "I wanted to see you from the moment I saw your statue of Daikirin in Khán. I came here from Khan only to see you. I'll happily die with a smile now."

Armad looked into the man's eyes for a while before finally taking a deep breath. He took one of the flowers and gave it to the man.

The man couldn't believe it. When his hands touched the flower, his eyes went wide with excitement and joy.

"What's your name?" Armad asked him.

"My name is Miki Zarru," the man jumped in excitement.

Armad nodded his appreciation and then turned and left. Since that incident, the guards surrounded Armad and Nostalgia, making sure nobody went near them. When King Bihanzin heard about the incident, he ordered the Walk to be stopped.

Armad and Nostalgia were escorted to their new home in the palace. But the rest of the people continued to celebrate.

It was midnight and the groom was finally alone with his bride.

Armad looked at her and said, "Didn't you say the Consummation Day would wait until you're eighteen. According to you, you're still seventeen."

Nostalgia looked away in embarrassment. She said, "When the bride and groom are married, they have to live in the same house, but the house must belong to the woman's family. The Consummation Day involves the bride moving to her husband's house or his relatives."

Armad breathed deeply in exhaustion. It was a weird custom but he could live with it.

So now what?

"Ever since I was a kid I've had a dream. I don't know if you can help me fulfill it," Armad said.

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Nostalgia was surprised to hear that. 'What dream is he talking about? He wouldn't be thinking of doing 'that thing' right away, would he?'

Seeing the look in her eyes, Armad was frightened. He quickly shook his head. "Stop. It's not that... I just want my bride to dance for me on our first night. Can you dance?"

Surprised, Nostalgia raised her head and looked at Armad. "Do you want me to?"

Armad nodded his head violently. He would like that more than anything.

Nostalgia walked forward from the bed and stood in front of Armad. Then she removed the veil over her head and untied the knot on her hair.

Then she danced. She raised both her hands up until her chest seemed like it would burst at any moment and then began to turn her body around as if there were no bones in her body. It was difficult, Armad could see that, but at the same time, the princess was able to execute it with grace. He had never seen anything so beautiful. Nostalgia wasn't only beautiful but also talented.

A few minutes later, Armad began to hear the sound of music in his ears. He looked at Nostalgia's mouth and saw no movement. He wanted to ask her about it but he felt like he would disrupt the rhythmic movements called dance, so he kept quiet and watch.

"I don't know either," the princess said as if reading his thoughts. "It's said that when the women of the Nara tribe dance, even djinns came down and watch. And when they are happy with what they see, they sing."

Armad looked around angrily. Who would dare furtively look at his wife? But there was no one there. The sound was coming from all over the room and there was no place where you could say it was louder.

Armad sighed and gave up. He didn't have the energy to look into it, not now.

The princess' beauty was something else. He could go as far as saying that even Nostalgia couldn't give herself such looks if she was asked to create herself. Unbeknownst to Armad, even the djinns witnessing the event praised the princess.

Five minutes later.

The bride and groom took off their dress. The oldest and most primal of desires overtook them.

And just like that, they spent the night as husband and wife for the first time in history. They danced, laughed, and cheered until they couldn't.

***

Meanwhile, as Armad and Nostalgia spent their night in the arms of each other, on the coast of the kingdom of Sisiya, an army of seventeen thousand horsemen waited for orders. They lined up in the direction of the capital city, Jekis.

Every one of them was wearing black clothes with white stripes on the shoulder and a very conspicuous iron helmet. And in their hands were huge weapons of various kinds.

After a moment, Uznu Ururu appeared before the army with a stern face. The whole seventeen thousand soldiers uniformly bowed their heads and greeted him. It was so coordinated that it looked otherworldly and just made you want to bow to the man.

Uznu murmured some indistinct words and clapped his hands in a gesture. In response, the solid ground turned into liquid, and the army slowly sunk inside.

In just a minute, everyone disappeared and only Uznu remained there. He smiled wickedly and also disappeared.

After an unspecified time, Uznu and his army emerged from the solid ground behind the walls of Jekis, the same city where Armad's marriage was being celebrated.

Time passed slowly as the army emerged. It was first their armored heads. Then their torsos and finally their legs.

Once the fleet appeared, the pandemonium set in. The guards on duty outside the gate changed into battle formations.

The captain thought it was ridiculous and he said, "What are you doing? Come inside and close the damn gates."

"Eh?" The guards had confused expressions. But then they realized their mistake. It was seventeen thousand jinzidal army soldiers against twenty ordinary guards. They quickly abandoned their positions and ran into the city and closed the gate.

Everyone had seen how the jinzidal army got there. They didn't look tired at all and their clothes were as good as new. In other words, there was no sign of traveling or tiredness in them.

Did they come to take Armad away?