The ceremony begins where Batila(the one in the photo above) will order Zulqarnain to kill Hayat.

It is a night of the Full Moon
The Light of the enchanting moon had lit up The Castle of Ajlaf.
The Arrogant Ajlaf was sitting on his throne in the courtroom. Batila was starting the preparation for the ceremony.

All of a sudden, out of thin air Nadir Khan magically appeared in the courtroom.

"Welcome Jaadugar Badshah... A servant offers you him salaam." Ajlaf stood up and gave Nadir Khan a humble welcome with his hands reaching up to his forehead to signal his salaam.

King of Jaffar NADIR KHAN

"Hahaha*evil laugh*haha Ajlaaaf!!!! You have impressed me today." saying this Nadir Khan turned to Batila. He took out his magic wand and swiftly put it's end on Batila's neck.

"Listen!! Oh enchanting Shadow Princess----" Nadir Khan continued.

"Make sure our guest, Prince of Saraikistan... sacrifices this innocent girl in the name of Satan, at the stroke of mid night.... This will be a good way to impress the Devil by forcing the Forces of Good to sacrifice in the name of Satan." Nadir Khan finished and took down his wand from Batila's neck.

"My lord!! As you say, so shall I do." Batila answered.

Then Nadir Khan gazed up the puppet Zulqarnain who was standing like a statute next to Batila, and was fully under the influence of Batila.

Princess Hayat had been tied with ropes and placed onto a marble bench directly under the moon.

"hahahaha*evil laugh*hahaha" Nadir Khan laughed while turning around to Ajlaf, who was standing in front of his throne. The courtroom echoed with Nadir Khan cold hearted laugh.

"Very well!! Make sure everything goes smoothly" he said while looking towards Ajlaf and raised his burgundy coloured cloak and vanished into thin air.

"Nadir Khan!!!! soon I will take your place.. and become King of the World" Ajlaf spoke up after Nadir Khan had vanished.

****Back home in Paristaan***

The King of Paristan(fairyland) was observing all of this in his crystal ball, while sitting in his castle in Paristan. He lost all his cool and went to his balcony.

"Nadddirr Khaaaannnnnn" he called out his evil counter part with a roaring voice.

Nadddirrr Khan!!!!!!! How dare you mess with the Forces of Good." He was trying to communicate telepathically with Nadir Khan, who had now went up to his tower in his Castle in the Kingdom of Jaffar.
His castle in Jaffar was surrounded by a Ring of Fire, which was a symbol that Jaffar was the center of All Evil.

"Hahaha*evil laugh*hahaha" Nadir Khan responded with his trademark cold Hearted laugh.

"Listen oh Old maann----" Nadir Khan spoke up.

"Listen! you...Son of the Devil." King Paristan interrupted him.

"You can't write your own Destiny oh Nadir Khan----" King Paristan continued.

"Before you ever even born, your destiny had been decided... Who are you to defy it." King Paristan finished.

"Oh old man! I shall write my own Destiny and today when Princess Hayat will be sacrificed, it will be the sound of the trumpet of my success, my victory." Nadir Khan replied.

"Everyone soul has to taste the bitterness of Death" King Paristan roared at Nadir Khan.

At which Nadir Khan took out his magic wand and sent a ray of raging fire towards King Paristan and the King of the Fairies answered it with a ray of white light to counter it.

Both rays met and a huge thunder sounded at the spot.

Both Magician now were pushing hard to overcome the other. Soon Nadir Khan overcame King Paristan.

Nadir Khan was too powerful for an old aging man like King Paristan and as a result King Paristan broke down.

Nadir Khan laughed at his rival's weakness and went back inside his castle.

When King Paristan was able to regroup and find his breath he at once telepathically contacted Halul.

"Halul...Oh my loyal soldier...answer me" He spoke.

"King Paristan??? is that you?" Halul heard King Paristan's voice in his head when he was running towards the Mountain of Nida. He stopped and focused towards the voice.

"Yes Halul...It is I, King of the fairies." King Paristan answered.

"Listen my child!!! In the mountain of Nida you will find a stone square, inside which will be a doll... Destroy that doll with Zulqarnain's magic sword and Save your Princess...Good Luck" He ordered Halul.

"Yes my King, I will die but I won't let Princess Hayat die." Halul answered.

***The Mountain of Nida***

Halul walked into the Mountain of Nida while hiding himself in his Magic Cloak and silently fooled the heavy infantry that surrounded the Mountain's Cave.

He quickly started searching for that square rock as King Paristan had mentioned.

Soon he found it. But to his surprise ,the Rock was surrounded by a continued circle of Thunderbolts.

"Ya Allah!! now how will I cross this?" He kept thinking.

He tried to walk into the circle but a huge thunderbolt struck him and he went back onto the ground.

***At the Castle of Ajlaf***

The sacrifice ceremony was about to start. The Moon was now almost signalling the hour of midnight.

Ajlaf and Batila were looking at the room and soon IT WAS TIME.

"Kill her!!!!' ordered Batila with an evil smirk on her face.

At hearing his master's command, Zulqarnain started his walk towards the marble table on which Princess Hayat had been tied.

There were tears all over Princess Hayat's face.

"Zulqarnain it is me...your Hayat..I know deep down you can still feel it. Fight out Zulqarnain... Do it for your love." Princess Hayat spoke up with tears flowing from her eyes. The Tears of Love. The Tears of Passion.

"hahaha*evil laugh*hahaha" Ajlaf started laughing at Princess Hayat.

"Kill her Zulqarnain" Batila ordered again.

Princess Hayat somehow moved her tied up hand and touched Zulqarnain.

"Zulqarnain.... look in my eyes.. it's me...your love...your life... Hayat...your Hayat... Fight it Zulqarnain..." Hayat kept crying at the sight she was observing. Her own lover was about to kill her in plain cold blood.

Zulqarnain raised his sword high above into the air.

*****Back in the
Mountain of Nida****

"Ya Allah Help" Halul raised the magic sword in the air and run towards the circle of lighting that had surrounded the Square Rock and this time made sure that the Magic sword touched the circle of Thunderbolts first and Boom with a huge force he was pulled inside the circle.

And With A huge strike he cut the the magic doll, that was placed on the Square Rock, into half.

****At the Castle of Ajlaf****

"Zulqarnain!!! open your eyes" Princess Hayat kept crying.

Zulqarnain who had raised his sword into the air , targeted Hayat's neck and with a force dropped it onto neck.

The World was about to witness a huge disaster. A girl being killed by her own lover.

BUT...at the last moment!!! Zulqarnain blinked at Hayat and instead of her Neck dropped the sword onto the roped that Hayat was tied to.

Ajlaf and Batila looked on in SHOCK!!!!

"Kill her!!! you Fool" Batila ordered with disbelief.

Zulqarnain turned back and within a few seconds throttled tjr sword into Ajlaf's lower abdomen. Aljaf's eyes nearly popped out , in a look of disbelief.

"Bye-Bye" Zulqarnain said in Ajlaf's ears and ran towards Batila to finish her off but at the last moment Batila vanished into thin air.

Batila manages to escape while Zulqarnain runs with Hayat fighting with the soldiers. Ajlaf's men chase Zulqarnain and Princess Hayat but all in vain.

Ajlaf's Kingdom is destroyed and a Jinn(Ginni) appears and congratulates Zulqarnain on solving the FIRST QUESTION.

Then takes them all to a jungle where he shows them the way ahead. Hayat leaves.

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Question 2
"What I saw once, I long for a second time."
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Zulqarnain and Halul continue their journey ahead and are about to walk into a village. They see a group of horsemen who forcibly take the girls from that village. This surprises Zulqarnain and Halul.

They run and reach the villagers and ask them questions. They are informed about Zalima who captures the girls from the village and drinks their blood.

"It has now become a routine for us----" an old villager tells them.

"Zalima's soldiers take a couple of Young Girls every month and these girls are never seen again... The soldiers say that Zalima drinks their blood." The old villager finished.

"But why????" Asks Halul.

"We have no idea. We are too weak to fight back. We have no weapons at all." The crying old man tells Zulqarnain.

"I shall help you!" Zulqarnain raises his voice for all the cluster of villagers to hear easily.

"Who are you young man?" the villagers ask Zulqarnain, all of them were in a state of shock as no one had ever dared to even think about revenge against Zalima.

"Don't you any mother at home? Don't you have any wife to attend to? Don't you have any job to earn money?" The shocked villagers ash Zulqarnain.

"He is the Prince of Saraikistan...ZULQARNAIN" Halul raises his voice.

At hearing Zulqarnain's name, the entire crowd goes into complete silence.

"Oh Prince we have heard stories about you. But this is death. Go Back to your kingdom and live your remaining life" Another old man, who apparently looked like the chief of the village spoke up.

"I can't see such tyranny being carried out...I shall free at your daughters... In-sha-Allah" Zulqarnain tells everyone.

"First they used to take 2-3 girls a month...If you try to fight back.. they will start taking 6-7 girls at once.... you will only bring us more trouble" The chief tries to make Zulqarnain return back.

A group of old women come towards the crowd.

"Oh Prince of the Poor.. Oh Courteous Prince.. these men are afraid to fight back... Only you are our last hope." The women tell Zulqarnain with tears coming out of their eyes.

Indeed I have backed down from a fight against Evil" Zulqarnain tells them and starts walking towards the big castle on the mountain top, as the women had pointed out.

"We shall pray for your success.. ..Oh Bold Prince." the women said.

Who is Zalima??? Why does she need the blood of young girls?
Read our next chapter to find out.

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