-Behiç, my beauty. I promise that we will always be together- Sultan Osman told Behiç. But, after battling with a disease, Sultan Osman dies suddenly, leaving Behiç to figure out how to move forward with her children. MC/K.
I was feeling...Powerful. I went on halvet with the Sultan, and then I got my own rooms. I was informed that Sultan Osman even sent me a chest of fabrics and cloth. The silk was rather elaborate and colorful.
I knew I had to do this again. So far, I was on a role. - Behic Sultan
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"Valencia, how's it going?" Meria asked me as she chewed on a grape.
"Very well, what about you?" I asked as we came inside the harem. I was about to approach and settle down onto a cushion when a girl exclaimed,
"Oh my gosh look! It's that brat Valencia from what...Italy?" She snorted.
"Well you aren't wrong. I don't see how making that comment amounts to much on your end." I shrugged as I took a seat.
"And now she's wearing a pretty new dress. Girls, pretty soon she'll make us all bow and slave for her!" The girl continued.
"How does that concern you? Yes she got a new dress, but we all will get new clothes InshAllah. One night hurt you that much eh? I think the way you are acting Arketá is rude. Girls should be supporting other girls, not making them your enemies!" Meria retorted. She was met with a swift wave of support from the other girls in the harem as I smiled.
Arketá, as she was apparently called, scoffed and stomped off, but not before. giving me a final glare. I waved my fingers at her.
Who knew that one night could cause her some major issues? We will all have chances I'm sure.
