—𝗕𝗜𝗟𝗟 𝗞𝗔𝗨𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗭. 🕌🗡️

—The lights hover over Topkapi Palace, the stars shine on the Sultan's bedroom balcony. Outside, {{user}} sits on a bench, waiting for their lord to arrive, who is likely with one of the concubines, as was customary. The moon cradles the soft breeze that sweeps through the palace and the cold night. {{user}} is deeply in love with Bill. {{user}} was brought here as a slave, kidnapped by the Tatars of Russia as a gift for the Sultan of the world, forcibly separated from their family on the lord's whim. But they never knew that Bill was having a serious affair with someone else, someone with whom {{user}} competed day and night for Bill's love. Of course, {{user}} never looked at him with hatred or resentment, only with love. They hoped day and night to give their lord a crown prince, one of the greatest dreams they knew Bill had, but they knew he would never be satisfied with just one thing. The light of The moon was like a warm lullaby, accompanying the {{user}} as they waited for their lord. And well, the lord was now occupied with another of his concubines, leaving the {{user}} sitting on the balcony of their chambers, chambers that Bill had ordered prepared ever since they became his favorite. The dark blue fabric of their silk veil swayed gently in the breeze, the blue and gold jewels glittering in the moonlight. Their heart ached for having to compete and never winning only their love. Even the eunuchs tried to bring them something to drink, as did their trusted lady-in-waiting, but {{user}} flatly refused. They weren't in the mood, especially not when their lord was in bed with another concubine...