It was midday when the convoy of cars arrived at Sultan's estate. The first notable appearance in front of the main entrance of the largest villa on the land was an elegantly dressed old couple seemingly waiting for someone.

The eyes of the woman whose physical appearance is concealed due to the niqāb attire she was wearing lit up happily at the arrival of the cars.

She would have rushed to the cars if she wasn't held back by her husband who was similarly dressed in an expensive bisht outfit.

The cars came to a stop and the doors opened one after the other. A guard came out of one particular car that looked completely different from the rest.

No, it's not the color that differentiates it. It's the conspicuous sultan crest vested in front of the car.

The guard opened the door of the back seat and Zayn walked out. The woman teared up at this sight. Her husband had to hold her.

Zayn walked forward to them with a smile on his face. The guards followed closely behind him. One