Roksolana looked up and saw a man bowing slightly before her. She thought that the man looked a little familiar, but she couldn't place his face. That was her major flaw, she hadn't remembered people's faces unless they left a huge impression on her. When the man saw her looking at him inquisitively, he blushed.
"I'm Hassan. The second in command of the army. You saved my life before, my lady." The man explained himself.
Roksolana remembered that he had once approached her before when she was still a maid.
"I remember you now, Hassan. Why were you looking for me though?" Roksolana asked him.
"I just wanted to say thank you for saving me, and for being a good friend to my sister," Hassan said.
Roksolana looked as Jamal watched her with an angry face, and began to think if she hadn't made a mistake in coming over to warn him about the danger to his life. His expression was that of someone who was capable of killing a man if he was given the chance. Why had she thought he would believe her in the first place? She hadn't believed her then about Lady Miriam's pregnancy, so it was less likely he would believe her now, especially when she had been treated unjustly just hours ago.Roksolana saw him look at her in disdain and bit her lower lip in indecision. For some reason, she felt afraid of him and she began to breathe anxiously. Perhaps, she should go away from here before he decided that she was good as an experiment in practicing killing. She turned around and made for the door."Stop right there," Jamal ordered.
Roksolana walked gently back to the harem, careful not to let anyone see her. Her legs wobbled each time she moved due to the pain she felt. Her first thought as she left the house had been to go to the kitchen so that she could go to Seyiddah for comfort. But she knew that the Sultan would come there to look for her if he couldn't find her in the harem. She wanted to avoid putting the people in the kitchen and her friends in danger of his wrath. As the building of the harem loomed in front of her, she looked around from the shadows. When she was sure that there was no one outside, she dashed into the house. Luckily for her, the hall was silent. She made her way to her room and rushed into the bathing room to clean up. The water made her feel better and lighter.She got back to the room and met Azeezat sitting on her bed, patiently waiting for her. Roksolana wished she knew ways she could mak
Roksolana stood up and looked the woman straight in the eyes. She lifted her right hand and would have retaliated if princess Azeezat hadn't stopped her by holding her hand. She struggled against the princess's hold on her but the other woman held on tight. She looked at the princess who shook her head before releasing Roksolana's hand. She was tired. Tired of everything and everyone trying to dictate her life for her. She was tired of people telling her which way to live her life. The entire sultanate seemed to suffocate her and her very existence. She stared at the harem's leader for one long minute before walking away. At the door, she saw the Sultan walking in with Aabdeen. Without stopping in her tracks, she hissed at the two of them.Jamal looked at Roksolana in amazement. Had she just hissed at him? He knew she was angry at him, but that doesn't give her the right to disrespect h
Roksolana strode into the kitchen casually as if she had never left in the first place. She saw the kitchen head giving instructions to some of the kitchen maids and ran to hug her. In dealing with her affairs, she had almost forgotten about the woman and the trouble she went through because of her. Roksolana held the woman tightly but was surprised when the woman pushed her back a little bit. Was the kitchen head still angry at her? Roksolana knew that she owed her an apology. Roksolana was even more surprised when the woman bowed to her."Lady Roksolana." She said, loud enough to get the attention of the other maids in the kitchen. Roksolana watched in horror as every maid in the kitchen left their chores and bowed to her."Greetings, Lady Roksolana." They chorused.Roksol
Jamal thought that he might have made a mistake in his judgment. He had paced about his room all morning, watching as the table was being replaced. His thought had traveled to the way he would make love to Roksolana on the new furniture, slowly and gently this time. The result of the thought had been instant arousal he couldn't control. When he was tired of his predicament, he had gone out of the house to pick up Lady Miriam in the hope that her presence could help his situation. He had even had the thought of taking her to his house to at least eradicate the presence of Roksolana in his house. He had purposely given her the cold shoulder too, hoping that his body would understand that he was fighting against her and the feelings she aroused in him. But the sad and disappointed look on her face when she saw him with Lady Miriam hunted him. He had to get back to her and make her see reasoning. They couldn't go on having arguments forever. They had to c
Hassan heard footsteps behind him and his fighting instinct kicked in. Judging by the heaviness of the steps, Hassan knew that it wasn't just a person who was after him. They had to be about four people behind him. It couldn't be his subordinates, they would have called out to him. He wondered who was bold enough to try to apprehend him despite his position in the sultanate. He turned to a corner and hid.When the footsteps sounded closer, Hassan peeped from his hiding place to see who it was and was utterly surprised to see that it was the Sultan. Hassan pondered on why the Sultan was after him, acting stealth about his movement. He doesn't remember doing something to offend the Sultan, so he was disturbed. Hassan saw the Sultan looking around for him, then walked away when he couldn't find him. When the Sultan and his entourage were gone, Hassan came out of his hiding place. Perhaps t
Jamal paused at the stairs on his way to his room. If what the second in command had said was true, then he had to apologize to Roksolana. He couldn't just very well walk up to her and apologize. Knowing Roksolana well, she would ask him if he was drunk and then walked away from him. A smile crept up Jamal's face as he thought of an idea. He couldn't wait until nighttime to carry out the plan he was thinking about. As he went about his duty for the rest of the day, he whistled loudly. He sent for Aabdeen a while later and narrated the plan to the man he now considers as a friend. All through his narration, Aabdeen kept looking at him like he was out of his mind but he doesn't care. As long as the plan works.Roksolana and the rest of the women in the harem were just about to settle down to eat their dinner when Aabdeen walked into the hall, looking worried. Roksolana watched as the princess r
A few minutes later, Aabdeen came into the house. Jamal looked at him and saw that he was trying hard not to laugh. Jamal fixed his gaze upon him and dared him to laugh, the other man raised his hands in surrender. The Sultan got up and dusted off dirt from his clothes. He heard Aabdeen laugh at him hard and Jamal narrowed his eyes at him. That didn't stop Aabdeen from laughing. If anything, the man's laughter grew louder. Jamal removed one of his shoes and threw it at the other man who simply stepped out of the way. Jamal picked up a small stool and ran after Aabdeen. The other man ran out the door."Told you it wouldn't work," Aabdeen shouted on his way out, still laughing.Jamal stopped running after the other man, walked back to the room, and sat on a chair in the room. Looks like he had just made matter worse than before, he tho