Zabura's brothers lived with only one thought in their hearts – revenge against Zainab. Their souls burned with hatred, and this time they heard of a man who possessed vast knowledge of magic. This man was a powerful sorcerer who lived far away on a mountain.
The brothers set out to meet him. When they arrived, they pleaded:
"We need your help. Zainab killed our brother, and we must take revenge."
The sorcerer frowned in curiosity.
"Which Zainab?"
When the brothers explained, a strange smile spread across the sorcerer's face.
"Ah… that Zainab. I too have longed to gain the power she possesses. Your enemy can also be mine."
The brothers leaned forward eagerly.
"So you will help us?"
The sorcerer nodded slowly.
"Yes… but my strength is not yet enough to face the King of Sandal. Still, there is another way. We shall disguise ourselves and approach Zainab cleverly."
The plan was made. They would enter her kingdom as merchants.
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Inside the Court
Dressed as traders, they came before the palace guards.
"We are here for business. Allow us entry," they said.
The guards allowed them into the royal court. There sat Zainab, radiant and powerful upon her throne.
One of the brothers bowed low and spoke:
"We seek land for trade."
Zainab smiled gently.
"You may speak with my vizier. He will handle such matters."
But the brothers insisted stubbornly:
"No, we must discuss this with you alone."
Zainab hesitated but agreed to show them the land herself.
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Zainab's Wisdom
As Zainab walked ahead, one of the men silently crept behind, his hand reaching for the necklace around her neck.
But Zainab was no ordinary queen. Her sharp senses caught the movement instantly. She turned quickly, her eyes blazing with anger.
"So this was your true purpose! You came not as traders, but as deceivers!" she thundered.
The hall echoed with her voice. Without a moment's delay, Zainab declared:
"You are sentenced to life imprisonment!"
And thus, once again, Zainab's wisdom and vigilance shattered the enemies' schemes.