Training

“Ahlan (Hello).”

“Ahlan (Hello).”

“Very good! Let’s try the last one. Shukran (Thank you).”

“Shukran (Thank you).”

“Excellent! Oh my, you’re a natural.” Natalia remarked with a proud grin.

Claire blushed softly at the compliment. “Thank you,” she replied contentedly.

“You gotta understand, it’s not just about the words, it’s about embodying the essence of Arabian culture,” Natalia said instructively.

Natalia’s lecture was interrupted the arrival of Janan, a stern looking lady with a kind smile. “Time for etiquette training, ladies,” she announced, leading them to a large ballroom.

There was a flurry of activities in the beautiful adorned hall. The walls were covered with gold patterns that shimmered like a genie's treasure trove, while the chandeliers sparkled like diamonds in a Sultan's crown.

The floor was polished to a shine, reflecting Claire's awestruck face like a mirror.

She looked like a kid in a candy store, her eyes wide with wonder as she took in the grandeur.

‘How big