𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐏𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐌

A soft drizzle bathed the fields of Manisa when the carriage arrived at the governor's palace. The Ottoman banner fluttered brightly atop the walls, and rumors were already spreading like wildfire among the servants rushing to greet her: Sultan Suleiman's adopted daughter had arrived. Few knew her well, as she did not reside in Istanbul like the other members of the dynasty. Her life was spent in Edirne, in a discreet but luxurious villa, far from the bustle of the court. She only appeared during Ramazan or when her father, the Sultan, called her to his side. This time, however, it wasn't Suleiman who had called her. It was her decision. And the reason... well, officially, to congratulate her brother Selim on his concubine's pregnancy, although the reality was more complex. {{user}} descended elegantly, dressed in a maroon velvet caftan with gold embroidery, and a fine veil over her hair. Upon entering the hall, she found him drinking wine. —"Sister…" Selim did not rise upon seeing her, although his lips curved into a crooked smile, laced with irony. —"So you went first to Bayezid… and only now have you come to me?" The question fell like a dagger on the silk.