Sultan Ahmed Han I was a man of great taste and refinement. He had traveled the world, experiencing its many wonders and delights. But it was a simple painting that caught his eye and captured his heart.
A painter was showed his paintings from every continent he has visited, in order to sell the paintings to the sultan who was sitting on his throne looking at each of the beautiful paintings. Several minutes passed and none of the paintings caught Ahmed's attention, finally come to the last painting of a woman wears beautiful *saree* that covered her body.
A faint smile in his attractive face as his forefinger pointed in that paint of a woman. "That one. How much?"
He was enamoured, curious.
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