Being a princess made Thyra a target to many but Thyra being herself it didn't matter to her especially if it escalated into a fight, she would be delighted, she loves to sword fight, unlike many ladies.
Mustafa was heartbroken after the death of t...
I sighed happily as I sat beside madam on a pillow, we were in the castle's garden right now with Mahidevran sultan who sat on a throne-like chair. Fatma was there with her son too, she sent glares my way every now and then.
It's been a month since the sultan left with Hürrem sultan, Mihrimah sultan and prince Mehmed.
I see prince Mustafa every day now and most of that time we use to talk about different things like culture and stuff.
"I thought about what you asked me the other day Thyra" Mahidevran Sultan started making look up from the pen I was using to draw with on a sheet of paper.
"What do you mean sultana?" I asked placing the note pad and pen down on the grass beside me.
"You asked me about if a free woman can join the prince's Harem" she reminds me making me a nod and look and Fatma for a second to see her glaring daggers at me.
"I asked and they said that the only way for you to join the Harem is by the sultan's permission since you are not a crown princess," she said making me sigh sadly knowing the sultan wouldn't agree because it was obvious Hurrem wants me for prince Mehmed and the sultan always does what Hürrem wants.
"Or if the prince married you," she said making me look at her wide-eyed.
"That is not happening sultan. If the prince married me and the sultan found out this will damage his relationship with the sultan" I said immediately.
"And I don't want that, I love Mustafa more than myself and I wouldn't want any harm to come his way especially because of me," I said sadly looking down. I took the note pad and pen in my hands again and continued drawing the beautiful scenery in front of me.
"You really do love Mustafa," Mahidevran said earning my attention again.
"Yes of course sultana otherwise I wouldn't have stayed here or let the prince anywhere near me. I was raised to be an independent woman despite my parents trying to force me into a marriage but it actually wasn't truly them who wanted it, it was the pope because he wanted to make the alliance between us and Denmark stronger than it already was" I explained.
"Well now by killing the prince you destroyed it and there's probably war going on in France because of you," Fatma said trying to make me feel guilty.
"No there is not Fatma hatun, Denmark is not as strong as us and they wouldn't even dream of starting a war against us despite everything," I said angrily glaring at her.
"How do you know that?" She asked again trying to anger me even more.
"Because I have a big influence in politics and I understand how ruling a country goes," I said calmly smirking at her as I saw her face fall knowing that I meant she had no influence.
"Fatma shut up," Mahidevran sultan said glaring at the woman in front of her.
"Sultana, the prince wants the princess to meet him immediately, he says it's urgent," a maid said as she panted after running all the way from the castle here.
"Excuse me" I bowed and ran to the castle worriedly. What could be so urgent?
I walked into Mustafa's room with a worried face on, I bowed before walking over to him, he sat on the couches with the windows behind him.
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"What is it, Mustafa?" I asked concerned placing my hand over his, he unconsciously held my hand making me smile a little.
"The sultan just sent a letter saying that your family knows you're here and sent people to get you back," he said looking up at me.
"He's not letting them get me right?" I asked feeling fear build up inside of me.
"No he's just asking if you'd like to see them, which also means going back to Istanbul or staying here," he said slowly like waiting for the time to stop.
"Well then send a letter to the sultan and tell him I like Manesa very much and I want to stay for the rest of my visit here," I said smiling warmly at him.
Mustafa smiled brightly and pulled me in for a hug making me chuckled as I felt how tight he held me like he was afraid of letting me go.
"Did you really think I'd rather leave than stay here with you?" I asked raising my eyebrow as he let me go.
"No, I just wasn't sure of your answer," he said caressing my cheek with his tender hand.
"Well now you know my answer," I said kissing his palm that was on my cheek.
"You know I have many women in my Harem yet none of them looks as beautiful as you," he said looking deeply into my eyes.
"Even Fatma?" I asked teasing him, but he seemed to take it seriously.
"Even Fatma" he answered serious. I slammed my lips to his taking him off guard but he immediately kissed me back pulling me closer to him.
Unknown to us was the maid that stood beside the door watching us from the small crack with a smirk on her face ready to tell on us to whoever sent her.
"I love you my Mustafa," I said as we pulled away.
"And I'm ready to fight for you even if it cost me my life" I continued seriously wanting him to understand that my words were true and I was not lying.
"Me too, I love you with all my heart and I will do anything to make you mine," he said kissing my forehead. At that time I had no idea that his words had a secret meaning.
After spending a little time with the prince I went back to the garden and continued my drawing after reassuring Mahidevran sultan that there was nothing too serious and that she shouldn't worry.
