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...
"What could prince want from me right now?" I asked standing up and walking out of my room.
I walked in and bowed to Mustafa and Mahidevran who was standing beside him while Mustafa's friend and guard ChaliChali stood in front of them holding a maids arm.
"Thyra do you know this maid?" Mustafa asked the second I stood beside him.
"No, why?" I asked looking worriedly at Mahidevran who shook her head with a pale face.
"She was caught by Diana placing this letter in hiding," Mustafa said pulling out a small piece of paper. I took it from him worriedly and opened it to read what was inside of it.
"Dear sultana Hurrem
I have many things to tell you, but what is most important news of them all is that I saw the prince and the French princess in an intimate moment together in the prince's private courters-"
I stopped reading after that feeling fears build up inside of me, I looked up at the maid who only smirked at me.
"She's a spy," I said now realizing what Mustafa meant.
"Read the last bit Thyra," Mustafa said not looking away from the maid as he glared at her.
"I also received the poison you sent me to put in the Prince's food and I will do it as soon as next week and you will be rid of the dangers over your sons-"
I looked up and glared at the girl just as Mustafa pulled out a small vial filled with yellow liquid making grimace at the sight.
"What are you gonna do now my prince?" I asked handing the letter back to him.
"I will send her to Istanbul," he said before waving for ChaliChali to take her out, Mahidevran excused herself and left.
I turned to look at Mustafa just as he did, I couldn't hold myself back and pulled him in for a hug making him sigh at contact.
"I prepared a present for you my love" I looked at Mustafa with a raised eyebrow but he just smiled and pulled me out of the room, I shuddered at the cold weather pulling my coat closer to my body as we walked over to the tower.
We stood on the second floor watching the people that sat on the first floor, Mustafa took my hand that was clothed in a glove.
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"Do you agree on the marriage between prince Mustafa and princess Thyra?" The shaikh asked ChaliChali. I gasped and looked at Mustafa and was about to tell him to stop this madness but he stopped me with a finger in my lips.
"As the Prince's representative I agree on this Union," ChaliChali said making tears filled my eyes.
"Do you agree on the marriage between prince Mustafa and princess Thyra?" The shaikh asked again this time to a man I've never seen before.
