After that family meeting, only a few days passed before Murad's idea with Louis transformed from a simple suggestion into an official project within the palace corridors.
In the royal technical wing, the first meeting was unlike any before it.
On the table were initial blueprints, 3D models, and screens displaying the new car designs… but this time with an added layer of complexity: a fully integrated smart communication system.
Murad sat calmly, and beside him, Louis was reviewing the data with the eye of an expert who understood that what was being built here was not just a product—but an entire technological infrastructure.
One of the engineers said:
"If we integrate the network Your Highness is proposing with the car system… then we're talking about real-time connectivity between the driver and the entire urban infrastructure."
Murad replied calmly:
"Not just real-time… but secure, encrypted, and access-controlled based on user class."
Louis immediately added:
"And that means we need a private communication infrastructure… something that doesn't exist in the current market."
A brief silence followed.
Then Murad looked at him and said:
"That's why you're here."
A slight smile appeared on Louis's face… because he understood the message: this was not an ordinary collaboration, but a foundational partnership.
In the following days, the idea began to evolve into a massive project with an internal name within the palace:
"The Royal Smart Generation Project."
And in every meeting, Murad set one rule: rarity is not only in numbers… but in the experience itself.
One day, while Murad was reviewing the final models, Iris entered quietly.
She sat beside him and looked at the design on the screen.
She said:
"Everything here looks… ahead of its time."
Murad:
"Because we're not waiting for time."
She looked at him for a moment, then said:
"Do you realize you're building something that will change the kingdom's economic and technological image?"
He replied calmly:
"I'm not building an image… I'm building a reality."
Iris fell silent, then said more softly:
"That's what usually scares the powerful."
Murad turned to her:
"Or what makes them follow you later."
Outside, the press had begun picking up leaks:
"A fully integrated communication system inside the Crown Prince's cars…"
"An anticipated partnership between the royal family and the tech sector…"
"Is the Kingdom of Dawn transforming into a smart industrial hub?"
But inside the palace, there was no noise.
Only work.
On a quiet evening, after a long meeting, Murad and Louis remained alone in the technical hall.
Louis said:
"Do you know what's different about you?"
Murad looked at him without answering.
Louis continued:
"You don't see projects as products… you see them as life systems."
Murad smiled slightly:
"Because products die… systems remain."
Louis nodded:
"And that's exactly what makes this project dangerous… and successful at the same time."
That night, when Murad returned to his suite, the silence felt different.
Not the emptiness he once knew…
But a silence full of meaning.
He sat by the window, looking at the distant palace lights.
And for the first time in a long while… he wasn't thinking about the past.
He was thinking about what comes next.
And somewhere within that moment…
his new project was truly beginning to take shape:
Not just a car…
but an entire system carrying his signature.
The day of the new presentation in the Kingdom of Dawn arrived as if the entire city had been waiting for that single moment.
The roads leading to the royal exhibition hall were filled with delegations, diplomatic cars, and guards standing with measured discipline.
This time, the press wasn't only local… it came from everywhere: Europe, Asia, and America.
Inside the hall, the lights were dim, soft music created a sense of luxury, and massive screens covered the walls in preparation for the reveal.
At the center… stood Murad.
Calm as always—but with a different kind of confidence.
On both sides of the stage, the new car models were covered with luxurious black cloths, and beneath them there was a clear sense that what would be revealed was not just an upgrade… but a complete leap.
Murad raised his gaze to the audience.
The hall fell completely silent.
Then he said in a steady voice:
"I didn't expect us to achieve this level of success so quickly…"
He paused for a moment, then looked at the covered cars behind him.
"…Allow me to present to you: Absolute Royalty."
The covers dropped slowly.
And in that moment… an entirely new line of cars was revealed.
Their design was not just luxury… but technological prestige.
Sharp yet refined lines, intelligent front interfaces, and interior lighting that adapts to the driver's emotional state and driving system.
Whispers immediately rose in the hall:
"This isn't car design… this is another level…"
"Is this really human-made?"
Murad raised his hand slightly to restore silence.
Then he continued:
"This category is not just luxury vehicles…"
"It is a complete experience—of driving, comfort, and integrated intelligent control."
He paused, then added in a calm but decisive tone:
"But most importantly… it is limited."
He looked directly at the audience:
"Rarity is not a business choice… it is an identity."
After the presentation, the applause was not ordinary.
It was long… sustained… as if it were a collective acknowledgment that a new era had begun.
But Murad didn't stop there.
He stepped forward and said calmly:
"There is something else."
Silence returned to the hall.
"What you saw today… is only the beginning."
He paused, then added:
"The next presentation will be more beautiful… more luxurious… and more advanced."
A slight smile appeared on his face.
"I won't spoil it for you… but wait for me."
Then he nodded.
And the presentation ended.
A few days later, inside the royal palace in Florida, Murad began a closed meeting with the king.
The atmosphere was formal, but not tense.
Murad said calmly:
"I'm considering a strategic expansion."
The king raised his gaze:
"Continuing the project?"
Murad:
"Beyond that."
He paused, then continued:
"Opening a new investment branch in your kingdom."
A brief silence.
Then Murad added:
"Not just to sell cars… but to establish a joint development and production center."
King Nilover exchanged a look with his advisors, then said:
"That means you don't want just a market… but a long-term partnership."
Murad replied simply:
"I want an integrated system… not commercial borders."
At that moment, it became clear to everyone that Murad's project was no longer tied to a single kingdom.
It had become a network of industrial and technological influence extending between kingdoms.
Outside the hall, the press had already begun picking up the news:
"Crown Prince Murad plans an unprecedented international expansion…"
"Royal partnerships set to reshape the luxury car market…"
But inside the palace…
Murad was looking silently at the new economic map.
After the closed meeting, an official announcement followed within days:
"A strategic agreement between the Kingdom of Dawn and the Kingdom of Florida to establish a joint manufacturing and development center for smart luxury cars under the supervision of Crown Prince Murad."
The news was not ordinary.
It ignited markets and opened a new chapter in royal industry.
In the following days, a completely new phase began.
Murad's team partially relocated.
They began searching for suitable land:
• Close to modern infrastructure
• Large enough for a factory + development center + testing center
• Secure and expandable for future growth
During a field meeting, Murad stood before a massive land blueprint.
An engineer said:
"This area is technically ideal, but it requires heavy infrastructure investment."
Murad replied calmly:
"Infrastructure is built… the idea is the foundation."
Then he added:
"Start."
At the same time, global media requests for interviews increased.
Murad declined most of them… until a different request arrived.
An interview with a young journalist known for her intelligence.
Kai said:
"If you accept… it's not just an interview. It's a test of your character before the world."
Murad replied calmly:
"I know."
Then:
"And I'll accept."
On the day of the interview…
The royal car moved slowly through a guarded convoy.
Flags of the Kingdom of Dawn fluttered.
Cameras appeared along the road.
Inside the studio…
The journalist was preparing, visibly nervous.
"They've arrived."
Silence.
Then Murad entered.
Calm… but with a presence that filled the room.
The journalist said enthusiastically:
"Today, I'm joined by a very special guest… who came as a student and suddenly became one of the greatest luxury car creators in the world."
She smiled:
"Welcome… Prince Siller."
Murad nodded:
"Thank you for having me… I'm glad to share a side of myself."
She laughed:
"I'm not just happy… I'm literally losing my words."
Murad smiled:
"Don't lose them… take your time."
The studio laughed.
The interview became lighter.
"Who is Murad outside the palace?"
Murad:
"Someone who forgets answers in exams… and drinks cold coffee because he forgot it."
Laughter.
"You don't seem strict at all!"
Murad:
"People love the big image… but reality is much smaller."
"What changed your life most recently?"
Murad paused… then said:
"I stopped trying to be what everyone expects."
Then added:
"And just became… myself."
The response after the broadcast was massive:
"He laughs? We didn't know he was this kind!"
"He's completely different from his official image!"
"This is the leader we want!"
On the way back, Murad looked out the window, notifications flooding his phone.
Then he said quietly:
"The image is changing… but the project must remain constant."
Meanwhile…
construction had already begun.
At the global exhibition—International Royal Auto Expo—
the world gathered.
Kings. Princes. CEOs.
All for one reason: Murad.
On stage, he said:
"Today… we're not presenting a car."
"…but a new phase."
The reveal shocked everyone.
A car that learns from its user.
A system connected globally.
A redefinition of human-machine interaction.
The world applauded.
But that night…
Murad received a message.
Encrypted.
A name.
A location.
John.
Murad read it twice.
Then quietly said:
"So… there's still something unfinished."
The next day, he bought a palace in Florida.
Not just a residence…
but a fortress.
And as he stood there, he said:
"If the past is still there…"
"…I'll reach it from here."
Days later…
Murad learned the truth:
John was in the Kingdom of Dawn.
Under a different identity.
A student.
Murad didn't react with anger.
Just calm.
"He didn't just run from the place… but from his name."
"Do nothing," he ordered.
"This isn't the time."
And for the first time…
Murad chose not to chase the past.
But to build something greater… before facing it.
That night…
he sat on his bed, headphones on, reading without really reading.
He downloaded a new app.
Just curiosity.
In another city…
a young man opened the same app.
Adrian.
A message appeared:
"Hello… I don't know why, but I felt like I should write."
Murad stared at it.
Then replied.
Their conversation began simply.
Naturally.
Without pressure.
When Adrian asked for a photo…
Murad refused.
Instead, he said:
"If you want… we can meet."
And just like that…
without force…
without expectations…
Murad opened a door.
And left it there…
waiting.