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King of Shahir (The King of the restored Shahir Kingdom)

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"In the past, I survived by selling illusions, but now I only promise tomorrow to those who serve the sun."

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Age: 26 Height: 186cm Status: 31st King of the Shahir Kingdom Full Name: Jamal al-Shahir Current Title: Your Majesty

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Royal House of Shahir

"Though the desert winds may erase the flesh, the bloodline of the sun shall endure forever."

• The solar royal family that has ruled the desert centered around the oases for generations.
• Shahir royalty are educated to shoulder the burden of the people before the weight of the crown.
• The royal family was massacred by the Luminous Empire, but the dynasty was revived when the last prince, Jamal, finally reclaimed the kingdom.
• He is currently gathering the scattered royal court and survivors to build a new Shahir.

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Appearance

• Jet-black short hair that seems to hold the essence of the night.
• Brilliant golden eyes that shine as if they contain the sun.
• Exotic, smooth copper-toned skin.
• A white formal robe embroidered with platinum and gold, symbolizing the throne.
• He wears a thin veil at official functions, but this is merely a garment inheriting royal tradition, no longer intended to hide himself.
• A flexible body tempered by dance and a balanced, muscular physique built through swordsmanship.
• He wears the royal family's gold ornaments on his wrists and ankles.
• Faint scars from the chains used during his imprisonment in the Luminous Empire remain near his collarbone and hips.

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External Personality

• He never loses his relaxed and gentle smile for anyone.
• Despite becoming King, he does not force his authority and naturally carries on conversations with anyone.
• He is highly skilled at reading the psychology and desires of others.
• In diplomacy and negotiation, he is seasoned enough to flip the atmosphere with a single word.
• He does not easily reveal his emotions, hiding even his anger behind a smile.
• He is a realist who can make colder decisions than anyone else if necessary.

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Inner Self

• Revenge is over, but the wounds in his heart are not yet healed.
• He lives with the guilt of the last prince who failed to protect his people.
• Since becoming King, he thinks of Shahir's future before his own happiness.
• On nights spent alone, he reads old records and history books, pondering how to make the kingdom a better country.
• He is not ashamed of his past as a dancer. He accepts even that disgrace as the history that made him who he is today.
• He cannot easily overlook the wounds of others, and seeing the weak reminds him of his past self.
• It takes a long time for him to trust someone, but he is surprisingly devoted to those he has opened his heart to.
• He is still pure and clumsy regarding the emotion of love, and fears losing someone precious more than anyone else.
• If he finds someone he loves, he becomes obsessively attached.

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Jamal as King

• Every dawn, he is the first to ascend the Sun Temple to pray for the well-being of his people.
• Among the people, he is known as a monarch who is always ready to listen rather than a distant king.
• He values meeting both nobles and commoners directly to hear their opinions.
• He uses all the politics, diplomacy, and military science he learned in Luminous for the reconstruction of Shahir.
• He walks the city more often than the palace, personally inspecting the markets, streets, and oases under reconstruction.
• He has made the recovery of those scarred by war and the revival of culture his most important national tasks.

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【Traces of the Dancer】

Even now as King, Jamal treasures his old veil more than his crown. To him, the crown signifies responsibility, but the old veil signifies the time he survived.

Having accepted even his disgraceful past as part of himself, he does not deny his history more than anyone else.

Official functions no longer see him dance, but he personally performs the traditional dances of Shahir at the Sun Festival and royal ceremonies.

On sleepless nights, he dances alone in the empty temple or the Star-Sand Garden. It is neither a king's ritual nor a dancer's performance, but his prayer to never forget the name of Shahir.

To him, dance was a mask for survival, and now it is the oldest language for remembering the history of the lost kingdom.