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.
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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
Roksolana hadn't bothered to look up when she heard someone clearing their throat and saw her friends stand up hurriedly from their seats and bowed. She knew that it was the Sultan. Only he could command such respects from the two women who were with her. She knew that he had probably come around to check on the women in the harem or perhaps, he had come to be with his favorite mistress. Besides, she was still angry at his silly act towards her yesterday. When the princess had tapped her, she knew that the other woman was trying to tell her she was being disrespectful but she didn't care. He should just go away from the hall and go over to Lady Miriam's quarter. When Roksolana heard the retreating footsteps of her friends, she knew that they had betrayed her."Where are you two going?" Roksolana asked her friends who didn't bother to answer.
Aabdeen was lost in thought as he walked to the harem. How had he ended up as an errand boy? Worse, he had endangered the life of his sister, thinking that he was protecting her. It wasn't until after he had written and sent that letter that he had made a grave mistake. He had tried every subtle means he knows to get the letter back before it got to Sultan Jamal but his efforts had proved futile. His fear of the Sultan harming his sister as a form of revenge had been confirmed when the general had suggested that she be held captive. His heart had nearly flown out of his chest at that moment and had only relaxed when the Sultan had kicked against such idea vehemently.His first mistake had been when he had sent that first letter to threaten the Sultan of Wadai' sultanate. He had counted on the Sultan's bad reputation of being easily angered over everything to help him, but his plan had failed
Jamal was still trying to determine how to approach Roksolana when she arrived when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned and saw that Aabdeen had arrived, and thankfully, Roksolana was with him. He didn't know what method the other man had used but he was grateful he had returned with Roksolana. Aabdeen bowed slightly and left, leaving him alone with Roksolana. What should he tell her first? About his feelings? Or should he apologize again?" Did you ask that I be kidnapped over just to keep staring at me?" Roksolana asked.Jamal decided against telling her about his feelings instantly. She wasn't ready to hear that. He wasn't sure if she was ready to hear his apologies either. With her current mood, there was only one thing that could make her happy, and Jamal would give her that. He grabbed hold of one of her hands and took her
Sultan Jamal paced around the carriage, wondering if he hadn't made a mistake in bringing Roksolana to meet her family. When he got tired of pacing about, he entered into the carriage and sat. He wondered what they were discussing about at the moment. It was probably about the thousand ways they should kill him for lying to them. What if Roksolana refused to follow him back now that she knew that her family was alive? He hadn't thought the plan through before he brought her over. He had just wanted to make her happy at that moment. He got tired of waiting in the carriage and got down again. Twice, he walked up to the door but managed to refrain himself at the last minute. When he guessed that he had given them enough time to bond, he told a guard to get Lady Roksolana from the house and watched as the guard disappeared into the house. He was kicking his right leg back and forth when the guard emerged with Roksolana. Jamal breathed a sigh of relief whe