" There is possibility, that after he injured his head... That he will..." Doctor started telling but he looked at us so afraid like he doesn't even dare to tell it.
" Doctor, speak." Murad yelled on him angrily as he couldn't wait more for the doctor to tell what is going to be with Selim.
I was shaking from fear what will happen to my first born, my lion Selim.
" Unfornatley, there is possibility that he will lose all of his memories. I am sorry." Doctor said.
At that moment, it tightened in my chest and around my heart. I felt such pain. I couldn’t explain to myself the fact that my son might not even remember me.
I was shaking with pain. Everything in me was shaking. My first child. My Selim. With him I learned how to become a mother. I went through everything with him.
Murad approached me and hugged me tightly. Although his hug was always the safest place in the world for me, this time nothing could help me.
"We will pray, we will pray for our Selim that all will be well." he said and did not let go of my embrace as I sobbed tears.
"What if he doesn't remember me at all? What if he doesn't know who he is? What if he can't remember who his mother and father are? Brothers and sisters?" I asked Murad sobbing.
I just watched Selim lying motionless in bed with gauze over his head to stop his bleeding.
"Our Selim is strong, he will endure it. We are in this together and together we will be with him no matter what happens." Murad said taking my hand tightly.
I couldn’t stop the tears streaming down my face. I couldn’t help myself the moment I watched my son lie motionless in the sickbed.
"Mihrişah, I will take the children to my Palace to be with me and Silahtar until the situation calms down. They will be better off if they are not here in grief." told me Gevherhan who was crying over her nephew.
I just nodded her head in affirmation as permission, that was the best that could be done at this point.
"All because of Atike, I hope you punish her this time." I told Murad as I tried to calm down at least a little, but he shook his head.
"Now is not the time to talk about it, we will discuss it later. Now Selim is the most important." Murad said and sat down on a chair in the infirmary sighing deeply.
"Go to sleep in your chambers, I'll be here all night with Selim." Murad said when Gevherhan took the children and went with them to her Palace.
"I can't, I don't want to leave him. I have to be here." I told him and sat down next to him.
No one at this point could understand our grief we shared together. Nobody.
Night was falling and it was already late, I was exhausted. But I didn't want to leave the infirmary. I didn't want to leave Selim alone. I had to be with him no matter what happened. I didn’t trust anyone else to be with him.
At that point, I was already in a semi-recumbent position on Murad’s shoulders. I didn't want to allow myself to close my eyes for even a moment. I didn’t trust anyone because after this event I realized that I never know who is capable of doing what.
At that moment, I saw Selim move his arms and head. He began to move, and at one point opened his eyes.
At the same moment, Murad and I jumped up from our chairs and approached him. He opened his eyes and looked at us in amazement and looked carefully at the whole room.
" Selim, my lion." I told him and took his hand gently and kissed it. But he looked at me in amazement.
" Where am I?" he asked me and looked at me as if seeing me for the first time in his life. I tried to stop my tears so as not to make him sad at this point, but I could barely help myself.
"You're in the infirmary now. You've suffered a severe head injury. We were afraid for you, son." Murad said as he sat on the bed and kissed his forehead. But Selim looked like he didn't really remember us.
"Who are you? Why are you calling me son?" Selim asked Murad confusedly and then looked at me.
"I am your dad, Murad. And this is your mother, Mihrişah." Murad could barely tell him. I saw in him that he too could not stop his grief at this moment. Which parent would manage that?
"Where am I now?" Selim asked confused looking at everyone around him.
"You're in Topkapi Palace." I told him and sat on the other side of his bed. If I had stood on my feet a little longer, I would have fainted from grief.
"Palace? Why?" Selim looked at us both in amazement.
"You are the Prince of the Ottoman dynasty. You are the son of Sultan Murad." I told him you looked at Murad while Selim looked at us confused.
"You're kidding me, aren't you?" Selim asked us and at that moment my world seemed to have collapsed. The doctor was right, Selim remembered absolutely nothing. Absolutely nothing.
My heart ached as I watched him and he didn’t recognize me as his mother. He did not recognize his father.
Selim will have to learn everything from the beginning. All the rules, they will have to get to know their family again.
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MIHRIŞAH SULTAN ✔️
Historical Fiction" I've worn my love like an armour on my chest and I've put my innocence on my belt like a sword. " Magnificent Century: Kosem fanfiction