|Victoria's POV|
-two weeks later-
Everything has been going well so far... Mahmud followed my instructions while I prepared the medicine for Sultan Mustafa once again.
Halime Sultan has secretly hired another girl to slip poison into Mustafa's food, believing that things will go back to how they were. She even scolded Nisa, telling her to stay close to me and that she would wait a few months for the poison to show its effects, making Mustafa lose his mind again.
Since Mustafa has started to trust me and share his problems, I’ve been spending a lot of time with him during the day.
This has allowed me to see how badly Davut Pasha influences him... Halime Sultan doesn’t directly plant her ideas in Mustafa’s head; instead, she tells Davut what she wants, and he manipulates Mustafa’s thoughts and decisions as the grand vizier.
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I was stepping out of Mustafa's chamber when I bumped into Davut Pasha, who was carrying some papers and getting ready to enter.
"Princess Victoria" he said with a smile "it's nice to see you again; we've been meeting quite often"
"Yes, does that bother you?" I raised an eyebrow, wearing a small, playful smile.
"No, it’s an honor to meet the future Queen of Scotland" he replied, his tone dripping with mockery.
"I see you’re more excited about the day I’ll leave than I am, Davut Pasha" I kept my calm and smile "You don’t like having me here with the Sultan"
"Why would I? On the contrary, I appreciate your friendship with His Majesty, but..." He tilted his head slightly "It would be better if you stopped dragging His Majesty into troubles"
"What are you talking about?" I asked, already knowing they would blame me for everything, even though I hadn’t done anything wrong.
He sighed and stepped closer, his hidden anger clear in his eyes "Your Highness, if you truly care for Sultan Mustafa, don’t push him into a war that isn’t his... So far, we have welcomed you kindly and have been patient with your actions, but if you don’t back off, things will change soon"
"Really?" I shot back, my anger matching his "Mind your words and remember who you’re speaking to"
"No one can impose their authority on me or owes me respect except the members of the Ottoman dynasty" he said quietly, his voice filled with venom.. Then, with a smirk, he entered the Sultan's chamber.
I sighed softly as I looked at the closed door "I need to get rid of him; he's just going to block my way" I thought before heading to my room.
"Oh, Aunt Catherine" I smiled when I found her sitting on the couch, happily embroidering a dress she had recently learned to make "Looks like you’ve found a new hobby"
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Twisted Reign | 𝔐𝔞𝔤𝔫𝔦𝔣𝔦𝔠𝔢𝔫𝔱 ℭ𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔶
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