In fourteenth-century Moorish Spain, a marriage of convenience for the sake of peace leads to disaster in the medieval kingdom of Granada. The young queen Jazirah, caught up in a dynastic struggle between warring brothers, fights for her survival. Wed to a husband who looks at her with more suspicion than lust in his eyes, she must escape reminders of a brutal past in a quest to find forgiveness, hope, and love.
When Jazirah stood alone before her husband, she lowered her arms and faced him again. She began, “I respect you, my Sultan, as lord of Gharnatah, my husband, and father to the royal prince, but you must also acknowledge my status as his mother. I never want to see him in Haziyya’s arms again. I would not entrust your concubine with my son.”
“Don't lie to me, Jazirah. At court you wept for my brother, for Ismail, as my chief minister led him away.”