Meylisah was the daughter of a past maid and best friend of Hurrem sultan. When her parents tragically died she was taken under Hurrem sultan's wing to be cared for. Not really adopted for it was forbidden in Islam but she was just glad to have a ro...
"Sultanim, there's a maid on the door who wants to see you," Esma told me earning my attention from the mirror in front of me. In the past five months we've been preparing for the wedding I didn't see Selim much since he had to go back to his province, Manesa.
"Who is she?" I asked looking at her through the mirror. The maid behind me zipped up my dress before she started fixing the sleeve.
"No idea Sultanim" She answered. I nodded for her to let her in. She opened the door and a girl with black hair walked into the room proudly.
"Who are you?" I asked looking her up and down through the mirror. She smirked and walked over to me stopping beside me.
"I am Nurbanu, Shehzade Selim's favorite" She answered giving me an innocent smile as a frown took over my face. I signaled the maids and Esma to leave us, they bowed before they left the room.
"What do you want, Nurbanu?" I asked turning to face her fully. She smirked at the sight of the frown on my face.
"Nothing, Meylisah, I just wanted to congratulate you" She shrugged innocently while smiling up at me, she was the devil honestly and I'm not saying that because she was Selim's concubine but because of the way she's acting.
"I don't want your congratulations, Nurbanu" I hissed back glaring at her making her smirk.
"I advise you to start calling me Sultana, I am his highness's favorite, and soon I will get pregnant with his children and bring him a Shehzade," She said cockily puffing up her chest.
"You should be the one to call me Sultana, I am now his legitimate wife and I don't need a son to earn power or a title" I smirked at. She frowned at my words before turning around and storming out of my room.
The maids and Esma walked back in and over to me. The maids continued to fiddle with my dress and Esma started to question me making me more annoyed than I was.
"Leave it be and get out!" I turned around and pushed the maids away from me. There was nothing more to do, it was fully on anyway what even were they doing back there.
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"Sultanim you have to calm down" Esma begged stepping forward and took my hands into hers as I sighed.
"Sultanim?" I raised my eyebrow and looked at her confused. Have they already married us? What time is it?
"Yes, now let me finish getting you ready" She sat me down on a chair in front of the mirror and started doing my hair before she placed on the crown that I got as a gift from Mihrimah Sultan before securing the veil on my head.
"All ready looking like a princess," She said leaning down and kissing my head. Esma was the one to raise me after my mother's death both being really close after leaving Hurrem Sultan's service. The man Esma married died from the plague only two weeks after they married and she didn't want to marry again so she volunteered to raise.
