Magnificent century what if series

The end of a fairytale

What if hurrem was with suleiman whilst he was a prince and mahidevran came after

Warnings: none

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This can't possibly be happening" hurtem muttered under her breath as she paced around her chambers, her hand holding her still flat stomach. She was angry, hurt, betrayed but most of all heart broken. Her heart shattered into peices, like glass that had been carelessly thrown without a thought.

But it did happen, it happened and hurrem was left in the dust. She expected something like this to happen since it had in the past but each time he would return to her. Her cold bed would be warmed once more and her heart brightened. But now, now she was doubtful. Since it'd been over a week and not once had she been summoned, not once had she seen his shadow nor smelt his perfume long enough for it to invade her senses as it normally would.

She'd given him three children. Two boys one girl. Two heirs and a lovely golden haired daughter, she was currently pregnant with the third yet it seems her good fortune had come to it's end. Her luck had ran out and she was being replaced.

It started a few days ago when the valide sultan had brought new girls from the old palace to replace the ones gone. She'd organised a party for suleiman to enjoy after one of his many hunting trips. Yet he never chose one of the girls entertaining him, instead he'd caught sight of another woman. One of the serving girls and spent the night with her instead. And the next night and the next one after that. Until a whole week had gone by and he'd only called for this mysterious woman. Hurrem hadn't caught sight of her yet but she promised to rid herself of this headache as soon as she could. Think girl was a threat to her, and Hurrem was an expert in eliminating the threat.

A few days had gone by that Hurrem had spent sulking. She'd finally decided enough was enough. She visited the bathhouse and had her maids wash her and then picked out a beautiful blush pink dress with golden accents on it and had her fire red hair braided with some curls framing her face. After double checking her appearance she took her daughter mihrimah (Suleyman's obvious favourite child, had e soft spot for his only daughter) and went to the sultan's chambers. She'd win back her lover, she'd win him back and this new woman will be left in the dust. Just like the others.

Hurrem stopped near the sultan's doors and put on a radiant smile before pushing past the gaurds (who had attempted to protest and block her path) with her daughter holding her hand.

As soon as she stepped inside she was about to express how much she and mihrimah had missed their beloved prince when she stopped right in her tracks. Her heart shattered into millions of peices and tears stinged her eyes as she witnessed the sight in front of her.

There on the bed that suleiman had made love to her on countless times weather morning or night was her beloved in the arms of another.

Hurrem shriked loudly starting her daughter and the once passionate couple. Suleiman immediately got up and threw the covers ontop of the mystery woman and clothed himself in his dark robe.

Hurrem looked at him in agony and heartbreak accusing him of cheating and breaking his promises. She shouted until she was escorted out forcefully and mihrimah was taken to the valide.

Whilst being dragged out hurrem overhead one specific thing that clouded her mind and numbed her emotions.

" mahidevran go back to your room I'll see you tomorrow "

Mahidevran the one who stole suleiman from hurrem