the daughter of bali bey, aminat hatun, was famed for her beauty. and when the child's mother fell ill, was sent away from the capital, to protect her from the eyes of vultures who wish to take her. as a child, caria was the playmate of sehzade musa...
as the two friends walked through the castle, she was greeted with smiles and head nods. they all knew who she was. it may have been awhile since they saw her, but amie had the same look in her eye as she did before. if anything, it got stronger. the look was a mixture of emotions. but mostly deterimination. a small hand grabbed amie's hand softly. when she looked over, it was mahidevran. a small kiss was placed to the back as they all walked. "we have missed you, my sweet aminat." she leaned gently towards the concubine and beamed at her, showing her beautiful dimples. "and i have missed all of you. especially you two-" her words were spoken in a soft and humerous tone, proving she was teasing them. "i might not ever let you go, now..." this caused the hatun's cheeks to go beet red, and smiled at mustafa, who had her other hand in his.
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"i'll hold you too that, sehzade. as much as i love you both, i'm exhausted, so i wanna head to my room. mahidervan hugged the young woman tightly, whispering into amie's ear: "he has missed you in more ways than one..." this made the lady blush even more so. mustafa kissed the back of aminat's hand before placing a soft kiss to the creast of her head. "sleep well, my beautiful aminat." the girl curtsied before going to her rooms. they were modest, but filled with books. the next morning, aminat got out of bed and ready for the day. "i wonder what my father is up to. his letter made it seem like he was under a lot of stress..." amie told her dearest friend and lady. "i'm sure it's just matters of state." the bey's daughter sighed softly, quietly hoping she was correct. a knock came from her door. "come in!" amie called to the door. a beautiful woman with brown hair and a beautiful smile walked in, bowing her head. "good morning, hatun. my name is aybige hatun." the ladies curtsied to the princess. "ah, yes! my father has spoken highly of you in his letters. it's an honor to meet you." she looked to her lady and the lady left, leaving aminat and aybige alone. "please sit. you can tell me why you have come. does this have to do with my father?" she poured the two goblets of wine and motioned for aybige to sit down next to her. "indeed it does, madame ambassador." aminat smiled, hearing this new friend speak her title in french. "you speak french...?" she asked. "a little... but i did not come here to talk to you about your time in france..."
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aminat furrowed her brows in confusion and nodded for her to go on speaking. "i know you have the ear of my fiancé." this confused the former ambassador to france immensely. since she had been gone for years, she didn't know much about aybige besides what little her father mentioned in his letters. "fiancé...? she asked softly. "sehzade mustafa." this caused aminat's face to fall and her heart to break. it hadn't been a shock to anyone that aminat had been in love with mustafa since they were children, learning to walk besides each other. "ah... i thought you said this has to do with my father...?" aybige nodded to the girl. "it does... your father and i are in love... secretly... and your father is being held in the dungeons." what aybige said next shattered aminat's already breaking heart. "the sultan says that our sehzade gets to decide your father's fate." aminat's vision started to blur, spots starting to form. "aminat...?" aybige hatun's words sounded like they were under water. soon, aminat's vision turned completely black.
