Cesaret- Courage~ A Buyuk Seljuk Story

Chapter One

(I hope you guys enjoy :))

A young man of about 17 years of age steps out of his tent, his bright green eyes shining in the morning's light. He runs over to the tent across from his, looking around with a mischievous smile, he takes a deep breath.

"SENCER!!! WAKE UP!!!"

A slightly older man with long hair steps outside the tent, rubbing his eyes, "What do you want, Mehmet?" Mehmet grins, "Well, Good morning to you too, Sencer."

Sencer rolls his eyes, "Yeah, yeah, now is there a reason you're shouting my name?"

Mehmet just shrugs, "Do I need a reason?" Sencer narrows his eyes at him, "You don't have a reason for waking me up so early?" Mehmet shakes his head with an innocent smile, "I'm very sorry for ruining your beauty sleep, Abi."

Sencer punches Mehmet's arm, and then they hear Bashulu Ana call them, "Mehmet, Sencer, come inside and eat something!" Mehmet gasps dramatically before shouting, "Ana! Sencer hit me!!"

"I barely even touched you, drama queen!" Sencer says in his defense, "Both of you, stop yelling at each other and come inside!" Bashulu Ana calls as she sets the table inside, shaking her head at their bickering. They both stop and walk inside, sitting down at the table.

"Oh, by the way, Hace said you could come along for this mission today," Sencer says and Mehmet looks up, "Really? I never knew Hace trusted me that much." "Keep telling yourself that," Sencer muses, taking a sip of water.

Mehmet chooses to ignore Sencer's comment, "What's the mission?" "One assigned by the Sultan himself, we're supposed to go with Melik Tapar to escort someone to Isfahan."

Mehmet's eyes widen, "Woah, The Sultan?! That's so cool, I can tell my friends I saw the Sultan!" Sencer snickers to himself, "What friends? You don't have any."

Bashulu Ana looks at her son reproachfully, "Sencer, that's not nice," Sencer snickers as Mehmet gapes at him, trying to find a comeback. "I have friends! Bozkus, Balaban, Ayaz, Aydogdu-" Sencer cuts him off, "They're all my friends technically they wouldn't be friends with you if you weren't practically my younger brother."

Mehmet had been an orphan from a young age, and Bashulu Ana was the one who took care of him like her own son. He grew up alongside Sencer, who was like an older brother to him. An annoying older brother.

Together, they trained as private soldiers under Nizamulmulk Hace who is a father figure to them both. But, Sencer and Mehmet were quite different, Both were reckless, and made decisions on impulse, but Sencer's quick thinking put him ahead of Mehmet. Mehmet would get overwhelmed when told to make a quick decision and often choose the wrong answer.

Mehmet never took anything too seriously and figured he would just do what made sense to him. Sencer always would find a plan to get out of the situation, while Mehmet would go in with no plan whatsoever.

A While Later~ Entering Isfahan

Sencer and his alps rode into the streets of Isfahan, heading towards the palace when Sencer suddenly stopped. Sencer looked straight towards the medical area, ignoring his alps questioning looks, Mehmet leaned back and forth on his saddle, trying to figure out what had caught Sencer's attention. He followed Sencer's line of vision only to see a woman standing there, his eyes flickered back to Sencer, multiple mischievous ideas entering his head.

"Tsk Tsk, what have you gotten yourself into this time, Sencer?" Mehmet said under his breath and Bozkus glanced at him, knowing Mehmet would do something. "You guys go, I'll catch up, I have something to see," Sencer says quickly, not even glancing at them before he jumped off his horse.

Mehmet snickered, "More like someone," Sencer snapped around, "Shut up." Sencer quickly walked away as his alps laughed. "Should I go follow him?" Mehmet asks and Bozkus shakes his head, laughing, "Don't, you're going to ruin any chance he has." 

Mehmet pouts, "Fine, I won't follow him this time." After a while, Sencer comes back, a pleased smile and a slight red tint upon his face. Mehmet smirks and opens his mouth, "So, I take it that went well?" Sencer goes red, "Shut up," he mumbles and Mehmet grins.

They enter the beautiful palace of Isfahan, and Mehmet looks around as he gets off his horse beside Sencer. Sencer turns to him quickly, "Don't forget to be respectful, Don't do anything stupid, Don't say anything rude, Don't do anything dumb, got it?" 

Mehmet rolls his eyes, "Okay, Ana."  Sencer lets out an exasperated sigh at Mehmet's antics, wondering why Hace let him come along. Mehmet looks at the colorful tiles of the Palace walls, he had never seen something like it. There were multiple balconies that oversee the courtyard and as Mehmet looked around, he spotted a young woman standing at one of them.

Their eyes met, and neither looked away.

A/N: Hello Hello children, Yay first chapter! I hope you all enjoyed Sencer and Mehmet's
g r e a t   relationship.

 Ooooh I wonder who that girl is 👀

Anyways, Salaam, and have a great day!

-Laraib and Zainab :)