Chapter 1

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Halimes POV

         "CAW!CAW!" Halime sultan woke with a start, it was late afternoon by the look of the sun, and saw large vultures circled around her. "IM STILL ALIVE" she screamed at them, shooing them with her hands.They scattered she looked at herself, She was in the woods.. beside a river. Scratches and bruises were all over her but the most serious injury was on the back of her head. She touched the area gingerly, it was covered in blood but there was no free flow. She saw a necklace on the ground it had a strange crest on it. 

Suddenly she realized something

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Suddenly she realized something... She had no clue who she was. Panic overtook her. She didn't know her name. She was injured. She was alone in the forest with no weapons or food. Suddenly a man on horseback approached. She backed away "Kim san?" she asked.                                               "Banim Yazan." he replied. "you look lost? Would you like to ride with me to the nearest civilization?"            

  "Sawls Yazan, lakin I would just like directions." he shrugged.                                                                        "If that is what you want." he replied, "Follow this river until you reach cross roads." Take the left path and follow it until you reach a caravansary, you can patch yourself up there and buy a horse to take you to a city."                                                                                                                                            "Aywallah Yazan, lakin I dont have money" he pointed to a pouch on her belt. she opened it, inside there were ten gold coins.                                                                                                                                     "In sha Allah, you will not have troubles on the road "he told her,                                                                   "In Sha Allah" she replied. and he left. she was about to leave but then she noticed the necklece on the ground as well as a black cloak. she put them on, she wasn't sure why but she felt a connection with the necklace. Then she set off. 

               After around an hour her feet were aching and she was about to take a break but then she saw a small building in the distance she almost collapsed with relief. She reached the building. By this time the sun was setting and night was falling. She entered the Caravansary exhausted. A man was cleaning the table in front.                                                                                                                               "Excuse me.. but are you the keeper of this caravansary." he turned towards her.                                      "Evet. Would you like to stay tonight?" he asked her seeing her state. Halime nodded, he gave her the key in return for one gold coin." she entered the room she removed her head scarf and sat on the bed worriedly. She looked at herself in a mirror on the wall. She looked in her mid twenties. she had full cherry lips, fair skin, dark almond shaped eyes, and long dark hair. she fingered the necklace she found and examined the engraving it looked familiar.. very familiar but she couldn't place exactly where she'd seen it before. She groaned with frustration and slipped into the bed. She fell asleep almost immediately. In the morning she bought a horse and set off into the city, she taught young children to make money. She was still unsure who she was.. so the few people she associated with just called her Hatun. She tried to find out who she was for almost a year until she gave up, deciding this would be her life forever.

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