𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐲- [Magnificent Century]

CHAPTER 16

   “What is it Sumbul agha?” asked Mera worriedly.

“Sultana, it’s a disaster, Hurrem hatun was poisoned tonight when she was eating with his majesty.” Sumbul told them as he bit his lips anxiously while his hands were shaking uncontrollably.

“Yes, Emine heard something about it earlier.” Replied Mera.

Sumbul looked at the maid’s direction when Emine shrugged her shoulders. “I went looking for you to get an answer, couldn’t find you anywhere in the harem, not even in the kitchen.”

“Yes, I was called to his majesty’s chambers, he was furious, it’s scary...” Sumbul shuddered when remembering the hunkarim’s furious face expression.

“What did we say? Where is the investigation going exactly?” asked Mera worriedly.

“The poison was found in the dessert, Hurrem hatun is known for liking Turkish delights.” Replied Sumbul. “We still can’t find the maid who served them dinner.”

“I don’t think you will.” Spoke Emine.

“Why?”

“She was known to be a close friend to Gulsah, they even came from the same town.” Said Mera. “Make sure this information reaches Ibrahim, it’s time to test his where his loyalties lie. if he acts accordingly then all is well, if not, then he’s more of a traitor than he lets on.”

“I will tell him immediately Sultana, don’t worry.” He bowed and turned to leave, until Mera stopped him asking. “Did you manage to get Maria to convert?”

“Yes sultana, I named her Gulnihal.”

“That’s a pretty name, I’m sure Suleiman would like it, make sure to suggest it to Ibrahim as well.” She nodded absently, already deep in thoughts about what to do next.

“What do we do now?” asked Emine as soon as Sumbul left.

“We’ll go visit his majesty and his sick concubine of course, to express my sympathy and sadness at the news, and how horribly inhumane it is to poison a pregnant woman, no less one with a royal baby at the sultan of the world’s table, who can be so horrible to do such crime?” replied Mera with a mischievous glint to her face. “Where’s Mahidevran Suleiman? I wonder why she didn’t come to pray for Hurrem’s good health.” She relayed the dialogue in a funny voice.

Emine snickered and laughed loudly, soon joined with Mera herself, they both wore headscarves and left for the golden road. On their way Mera muttered to her friend. “This is not how I imagined walking the golden road tonight.”

Once they arrived, they were quickly let in, they found the room in chaos, the hakimes tending to a sleeping Hurrem while the sultan was standing rigidly on the other side of the room, guarding his concubine with his unflinching eyes.

Mera bowed and went to stand beside him, while Emine remained a few feet behind.

“Suleiman, I just heard. Are you alright? Will Hurrem and the baby make it?”