A/N: I decided to share one more chapter... Because why not? :P
- You wished to see me, grandmother - I said when I entered Safiye Sultan's room one day - What is this all about?
- I've gotten some pretty interesting pieces of art and I was thinking you might want to see these as well - she replied as she pointed to where paintings and some smaller statues were sitting - Why won't you look around?
At the time I didn't think anything of this.
I thought she was telling me the truth with that.
But she had plans I didn't know about...
As I looked around suddenly a painting caught my attention.
A beautiful painting about a girl.
I might have gasped a bit louder than I wanted to because I heard Safiye giggling softly behind me.
God, Herman! Get yourself together!
- Where is this painting from? - I asked her.
- It's from some little village. I don't know it for sure, but Sahib Giray does... If you're interested.
- No... I'd rather be curious about... Who's this girl?
I was so paralized by the picture.
This might sound really bad, but I wanted to find this girl and get to know her.
I'm selfish, I know.
But I can be selfish and I can find this girl with the help of the people that works for me.
And this is going to happen.
----- MEANWHILE -----
Angie's POV:
Having the life I have in a world we're living in is great and I'm really grateful for that.
I have my friends to have fun with, I have my crazy sister and my mother, who's taking care for all of us.
My father usually works a lot and so far away, but appearently he's coming home soon which I'm excited about, but at the same time I don't want to show it.
He leaves us so many times...
This is just not fair!
- Your dad is gonna be back soon! - said my mom - Be nice to him!
- Why when he leaves us all the time? - I groaned.
- You know you're not mad at all - she joked.
I really am not...
Whatever!
I'll be getting ready for the meeting and see how'll it go, I suppose.
----- TIME SKIP -----
- Angeles! My princess! - my dad came and said cheerfully as everyone else from the village were outside and around us.
He hugged me.
- Dad... Don't squeeze me... So hard... - I moaned, although it wasn't that hard.
- Come on, darling! - he laughed - Come with me!
He pulled me with him to our favorite tree.
We have a tree outside the village and it has a wonderful view to the sea, where we always loved to relax and there even my mood becomes better and makes me happier.
But our happy moment couldn't last long enough when we realized the Otthoman boats at the dock...
- What?! Why are they here?! - I gasped as we both jumped up.
- I don't know, but let's get going! - father said as together we ran back to the village and made sure to warn everyone.
