Roksolana bit her lips as she came face to face with Lady Miriam. She hoped the woman hadn't realized what had happened between the sultan and her. She didn't need to add jealousy to the woman's reason for hating her. Her eyes widened as she saw Lady Miriam walk toward her with a menacing look. Roksolana took a step backward for each step Lady Miriam took until her back hit furniture in the room. When lady Miriam got to where she was, she slapped Roksolana hard on her face. Removing the hijab on Roksolana's head, Miriam wrapped it around her neck, choking her with it. Roksolana slapped the woman's hand, but she refused to let go. It wasn't until Roksolana was losing consciousness that the woman released her.
"I'll make sure you regret making the sultan mad this morning." Lady Miriam told Roksolana. "Is there anyone out there?" The woman called out.
A man rushed in immediately. Roksolana couldn't believe her ears when Lady Miriam ordered the man to tie her to a chair. B
"I tried to make him sleep with me but it didn't work." She heard Lady Miriam say."You know he must sleep with you, so he can believe the baby inside you belongs to him." A man's voice replied to her."I know. But, his mind seemed to be on that new slave. I tried to tempt the slave to injure me but she didn't fall for it. I thought about injuring myself to frame her, but I am afraid of hurting our baby." Lady Miriam told the man again."When can I come to spend the night with you again?" It was the mysterious voice again."If that idiot of a Sultan chose another mistress tonight instead of me, you can come over. But we should pray to Allah that he chooses me, so our plan would work." Lady Miriam said to the man."Let me go away before that woman comes back." The voice spoked.Roksolana moved away from the door as fast as she could without giving herself away. She hid herself from the house and watched as a figure she couldn't make his face
Roksolana tried to loosen the guard's hand, holding her arm tightly. Her efforts didn't yield any positive impact, as the man only tightened his hand more. She nearly cried as the man's fingers bit into the injuries Lady Miriam had given her earlier.Roksolana felt angry, thinking about how she had gotten herself into her current predicament. If she hadn't opened her mouth to the Sultan about what she saw, perhaps she would be resting her wounds right now. She should have just thought of another way to use her ace card rather than babble to the man who calls himself a Sultan. What had she expected anyway? That the man would choose her over his favorite mistress? And now only Allah knows how he would want to punish her. It could be another round of beating or throwing her to another concubine worse than Lady Miriam.Roksolana gr
Jamal watched as one of his entourage led Roksolana away. When she came to him earlier, he almost didn't believe her. He thought she might be looking for revenge, given how Miriam had treated her. But, looking back at her previous actions, he realized that she would rather kill the person herself and face the punishment than go through foul means. The woman had even slapped him that morning knowing he was the sultan and she could lose her life over her action. She had also disregarded his title and called him by his name when everyone could hear.After she had left, he had sat down and thought back about Miriam's action towards him ever since he came back from the journey. While she had always responded to his touch, she hadn't always been enthusiastic about having sex with him. Sometimes, she would just lie down like a log of wood while he had his way with her. But, since he came back two we
Roksolana stood up the moment she heard someone clear their throat, and saw Jamal standing close to her. Her first thought was to take out the knife and kill him with it, but her rational mind reminded her that it was a small knife and it wouldn't do much damage if she intended to kill the man in one go. Besides, the man seemed to be looking at her intently, like he was searching her thoughts. Roksolana decided that it would be better not to alert the man about her motive, she needed to succeed on her first try.Jamal looked at Roksolana and wondered why she was so lost in thoughts, even though he was standing in front of her. She would have slapped him or stabbed him every other day, so why not today? If he was to look deep into her soul, he might find that she still wanted to kill him. She was probably just thinking about a much more gruesome way to do it. Jamal decided that it would be bet
Roksolana woke up feeling cold and hungry. Even more, she felt afraid. She had been left alone for more than three hours since Jamal had left abruptly and if she was to guess correctly, she would say that it was already the middle of the night given how dark it was in the room already. No one had even thought about coming in to check on her or even to light the room. Did the Sultan plan to punish her by making her feel anxious? If that was his plan, he was doing a good job already. Her stomach grumbled in protest of being neglected and she clasped her hands on it. By the time her stomach protested the third time, Roksolana decided that she couldn't hold on anymore and stood up to go to the door.She was halfway through the door when she thought she heard footsteps sounding in the dark and paused. Has the Sultan finally arrived? It can't be the sultan. He wouldn't be sneaking about in his own
Anger burst forth from Roksolana's heart itself. What had she done to deserve such ill-treatment from the sultan? All she had done was looked out for the ungrateful man by warning him about his mistress plan. Why had she even bothered in the first place? The man deserves whatever trouble he got from that vicious woman. In fact, they deserve each other given their characters. She should have left him in the trouble, after all, he killed her entire family.Roksolana stayed calmly as the guards tied her to a standing board with ropes. She didn't have the energy to argue with them, knowing that they would carry out the order in one way or another. Besides, it wasn't their fault and she didn't want any more people to get into trouble with the Sultan because of her. Then, arguing means losing whatever little strength she had left. And if she had heard correctly, the Sultan had instructed them not t
She patted the cheek of the first man but there was no response. She did the same to the other two, she didn't get any response from them either. Who could have done such a thing? Roksolana blamed herself for leaving them in such a vulnerable state. If she hadn't tied them up, they might have been able to defend themselves. She placed her ears on each of their chests, she was relieved when she heard faint breathing from each of them.As she looked at the unconscious men, she wondered what was going on. First, she got attacked by an assassin while at the Sultan's house. Now, the royal guards got attacked at the place where she was supposed to be punished. What were the chances that she was the target and not the Sultan? If she looked at it correctly now, the intruder back at the Sultan's house didn't have any reason to attack her when he saw she wasn't the Sultan. The man would have killed her
The sword dropped with a large clang to the floor. Shocked, Roksolana quickly got up and faced the owner of the voice. She saw Jamal looking at her like he could run a sword through her without any remorse. She knew that nothing she said would make him change his mind. She wouldn't either if she had met him in such a situation. But, she still had to try to convince him."I know what it looks like, but I didn't do it," Roksolana told him."Okay. So, who did it? Why were you spared, but they weren't?" Jamal asked her in a cynical tone.He looked too formidable to Roksolana at that moment. She didn't know how to explain without letting him know that she had run away first. She also didn't want him to find out she had just gone to Lady Miriam's house without his permission. But