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...
"I don't know what to do" I rubbed my face feeling exhausted. The pain in my side was not going away and the pregnancy news was still taking over my head, I was happy of course but I was scared like I was with Murad and Orhan. Selim was by my side throughout the two days I've been awake. I was thankful he wasn't mentioning the fact that I have to make a decision about Beyazid however I could see that everyone was being impatient and I could see that.
"What do you mean?" Selim asked helping me sit down on an ottoman with a backrest so I won't have to sit straight on my own and strain my injury.
"About Beyazid, I don't know what to do with his punishment. We were raised together, he is like a brother to me, he is my husband's brother and besides he is an Othman prince" I answered. The stress was not helping my situation. Selim sighed as he sat down beside me on the ottoman. He took my hands in between his and pulled them up to place a soft kiss on my knuckles.
"If it were up to me I would have him executed because he hurt you but you have to remember that he hurt you and almost killed you and our child, he intended on killing me, your husband" Selim's words made it even harder for me because he was right, I was letting my emotions take over my mind. What Beyazid did was wrong, he almost killed three people, Selim, our child, and me.
"You're right" My words came out in a whisper. Selim smiled and leaned down to kiss my forehead. I sighed feeling safe in his arms. Selim kissed the crown of my head trying to comfort me.
"How about we go visit Murad and Orhan?" Selim asked pulling away from me. I nodded smiling unconsciously at the mention of my boys. Selim helped me up from the ottoman. We left my room and walked down the harem. The concubines jumped up and bowed to us as we walked through the harem and towards the room the boys have been staying at with wetnurses to look after them.
Harem aghas who were guarding the room opened the doors. Selim stepped in first before helping me in. Murad was leaning against a couch to support himself on his little legs while Orhan was being held by one of the two wetnurses. I couldn't help the huge grin that took over my face when I saw them both happy and healthy.
"Mommy" Murad ran over to me when he saw me. Selim picked him up before he could reach me and cause me any harm.
"My darling" I touched Murad's hand on Selim's shoulder. I was sad that I couldn't hold him, holding weight could open my injury again. Murad pouted a little feeling sad but it was hard explaining to a two-and-a-half-year-old why his mother couldn't pick him up and hug him.
"I miss you, mommy," The little boy said causing tears to fill my eyes. I leaned down and kissed his forehead willing myself with difficulty not to cry.
"I missed you too, my darling Murad" I whispered kissing his full cheek. Murad giggled and hid his face in his father's shoulder. The sight of Selim with our son made me feel some type of way, I loved how soft and caring he was, taking care of him and rubbing his back to comfort him through the big emotions swimming through his small body. The wetnurse holding Orhan stepped over to us so I could see my other boy too.
"My Orhan" I placed a hand on his head full of hair. The one and a half years old let out a couple of coed sounds like 'mama' making my heart melt. I leaned down and kissed his forehead.
"When the incident happened, all I could think of was not being able to see my boys' faces during my last minutes" I admit turning to face Selim with tears in my eyes. His frown deepened. I moved Murad to hold him in one arm and wrapped the other one around me to comfort me.
"Do not have such dark thoughts, my dear" Selim whispered in my ear. I smiled feeling like the luckiest woman alive with such a supportive husband. Selim was a changed man, he wasn't drinking rum anymore, he was not having other women warm his bed and he was taking care of me and our children. He was paying more attention to Manisa, the province that will lead him to the throne.
"I asked for all of us to meet because I have made my decision," I said looking at the family standing around me. The Sultan was standing beside Hürrem Sultan who was on the verge of tears from fear. Mihrimah was standing beside her mother with Murad in her arms flailing his short arms. Selim was standing beside me with Orhan asleep in his arms while Beyazid was standing to the side with a bruise on his face and I had a feeling that I knew who was the reason for that bruise.
"What have you decided Beyazid's punishment should be?" Sultan Suleiman asked stepping over to me. I looked at the Sultan of three continents. It wasn't obvious what he was thinking or feeling because his face was stone cold.
"I decided that Beyazid should be punished but execution is too much," I said eyeing Selim who huffed and rolled his eyes. I knew he wanted to get rid of his brother for several reasons but I didn't have the heart to kill the man I viewed as a brother.
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"My decision is that Beyazid will be banished out of the ottoman lands and the throne will be forbidden for him," I said. Hürrem slapped a hand to her mouth in shock. Beyazid looked at me with a stare filled with hurt but nothing will be as important and my children and their safety and Beyazid was a danger to them. I will do anything for my sons.
