The King Who Fell in Love at First Sight with a Slave Girl
Long ago, in a distant age, there lived a king who went out hunting one day. Along his journey, he noticed a young slave girl of remarkable beauty, and his heart was immediately drawn to her. Moved by affection, he bought her and brought her to his palace. Not long after, however, the girl became gravely ill.
The king summoned the finest doctors in the land. They confidently claimed they had remedies for every illness, yet none of them said “Insha Allah” (if God wills). This forgetfulness displeased Allah, and despite all their efforts, the girl did not recover.
Soon, both the slave girl and the king himself grew weak. Overwhelmed with sorrow, the king went to the mosque, where he prayed sincerely, shedding tears and placing all his trust in God. Exhausted by grief, he eventually fell asleep.
In his dream, he was given comforting news: a stranger would soon arrive, carrying a cure granted by Allah’s mercy.
When the stranger finally appeared, the king welcomed him humbly and asked for his help. After examining the girl, the stranger realized that her illness did not come from her body, but from her heart. Her suffering was emotional, not physical, and the physicians had unknowingly treated the wrong pain.
The stranger asked to speak with her privately. He gently questioned her about her childhood, her home, and her family. When he mentioned the city of Samarkand, tears filled her eyes.
She then shared her sorrowful story. A merchant from Samarkand had sold her to a goldsmith, who kept her for six months before selling her again. The grief of separation and the weight of those memories had slowly broken her spirit, leaving her ill.
The stranger spoke kindly to her and said, “I now understand your illness, and your healing will begin, *Insha Allah*.” He then asked the king to send messengers to Samarkand to bring the goldsmith to the palace.
Eager to help the girl, the king sent two envoys who praised the goldsmith and tempted him with promises of gold and silver. Drawn by their words, the goldsmith left his home and family and traveled with them.
When he arrived, the king treated him generously, showering him with gifts. At the stranger’s suggestion, the king arranged for the slave girl to be married to the goldsmith, and the marriage was soon celebrated.
During this time, the stranger prepared a special syrup for the goldsmith. Over the course of six months, the potion slowly weakened him. His strength faded, his complexion changed, and his former beauty disappeared.
As the goldsmith’s appearance declined, the girl’s love for him quietly faded as well. When the goldsmith eventually passed away, it was not an act of cruelty or revenge, but part of a divine decree. The stranger had merely carried out what was destined.
His actions were guided not by anger or desire, but by a sense of higher justice. Acting upon divine inspiration, he fulfilled a role in a plan far greater than himself—one shaped by God’s wisdom and will.
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