Rose was just a normal girl living her life with her loving family as any normal person would, that is until the barbarians attack her village and kidnap her and sold her to the Othman's.
Sultan Ahmed has just been ascended to the Othman throne jus...
"Wake up everyone wake up!" I groaned as a loud voice reached my ears disturbing my peaceful sleep. I sat up groggily and looked beside me to see Karla who's hair looked like a bird's nest making me giggle, she looked at me and playfully glared since she already knew where I was looking.
"Oh shut up," she said and got up and started folding her blanket. I followed suit before rolling my mattress and handing it to one of the Harem aghas that were here to take the mattresses.
I pulled a silky blue overdress that looked like a sleeveless jacket that I wore over my white dress.
"Come on new girls let's get you to class Ghoul agha is waiting for you," Cennet said as she walked over to us. Karla huddled closer to me as she saw some of the Harem girls whisper pointing at us before laughing.
"Ignore them, Karla," I said patting her hand before following after Cennet hatun and the other two girls.
We reached what looked like a normal room in this castle, there was a guy there already waiting for us, he looked like a normal Harem agha.
"Let's start then," he said clapping his hands together causing a loud sound making Milan who was still half-asleep jump and let out a small yelp making us giggle at her.
"Let's start with the things you are forbidden to do or say," he said before starting the lesson, we all listened to him carefully especially after he said that if we ever did break the rules we'll get punished and horribly.
"And no men," he said before walking over to another Harem guy who beckoned him over.
"No men? What about them?" I asked pointing at the Harem men as I looked over at Cennet who shook her head with a mischievous smile on her lips.
"They're the Harem men, they're not men," she said.
"Not men?" I asked raising my eyebrow at her before glancing at the aghas then back to her.
"They're not men," she said before putting up two of her fingers and closed them then opened them like scissors, we all burst out laughing when we finally understood what she meant.
"You're laughing already," Ghoul agha said walking back over not know what we were laughing about.
"The castle's tailors are waiting for you come on let's go they already have their scissors ready," he said doing a scissors motion just like Cennet minutes ago making all of us burst out laughing again as we remembered what was said earlier.
As we walked out of the room a yell filled the air making us jump still not used to this.
"MAKE WAY, SULTAN AHMED KHAN HAS ARRIVED," a Harem guy said making us stand in a line and bow down. I heard footsteps get closer and my curiosity got the better of me and I looked up a little wanting to know what this sultan looked like.
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His eyes met mine making me look back down as fast as possible not wanting to disrespect him and get punished already only on my second day.
He was a handsome man that I was sure of, I felt goosebumps form all over my body as his eyes met mine, they held fire and determination to prove his worth and power.
Cennet seemed to notice our brief exchange and smiled a little before ushering us back on track to get us to the tailors.
For the rest of the day, I couldn't get his handsome face out of my mind or his beautiful brown eyes.
He was the most handsome man I've ever seen, and believe me I've seen many men in both England and Italy yet none of them seemed to even look half as good as this man looked.
I laid down with a small smile on my lips as his small smile appeared in my head, it didn't matter if he smiled for me or he was just smiling at that moment it still looked beautiful and made me feel some type of way.
I'm not usually like this I don't like men for their looks and especially not after a brief second of our eyes meeting, I've had many suitors despite my young age and I've talked to many of them yet none of them grabbed my attention as this Sultan did.
I sighed sadly knowing I'll probably never see him ever again especially with so many girls who have been here longer than me and would probably be chosen as I rot here for the rest of my life.
I wonder what they do with the girls after they grow old, do they kill them? Or do they marry them off? Maybe they just throw them out of the castle to fend for themselves.
I felt a shiver run down my spine at the thought of being just thrown out like that in a country I didn't know and not only that, I barely know their language and have to think for a couple of seconds to understand what the person talking to me said.
Thank god I'm good with languages having learned English, French and Italian when I was only 10 and at the age of 15, I've mastered Latin, Russian and a little bit of Turkish.
Is this how my life's gonna be? The maid in the background in this huge castle, the maid that no one cares about, the maid that lives or dies yet no one cares for.
I hope things get better soon, I thought before pulling out my cross and praying my usual prayers before pulling the covers up to my chin and drifting off to sleep.
Third person's POV:
"Your majesty " Cennet bowed in front of the young sultan who sat on his bed with his legs crossed under him still wearing his clothes from earlier.
"Cennet hatun, who was that girl in the corridor?" Ahmed asked putting the book in his hand down beside him on the bed still open so he won't forget where he left off.
"Her name is Rose your highness and you weren't supposed to see her yet, please forgive me," she said and bowed again ashamed of her mistake.
"I wasn't supposed to see her?" Ahmed asked raising his eyebrow in confusion.
"She's a present from your Valide and we were still preparing her you majesty" Cennet answered truthfully making Ahmed chuckle before raising his hand in a way to tell her to leave.
After Cennet left, all Ahmed could think of was that girl with the silk looking black hair and grey eyes that almost looked like the silver of his ring that wrapped around his finger.
