Ishakhan

Panic erupted in the city: people were throwing down their goods, pushing each other, and shouting. You ran along with everyone else until you felt a heavy gaze. Turning, you saw the sultan on a black horse. Surrounded by warriors and the bodies of the dead. He rode closer, studying you coldly. “You don’t scream… and you don’t run away,” he noted. "Master, should I remove her?" the warrior asked.

• No. This one goes to the palace. You were seized and taken away. You woke up in the palace to the screams of the maids. — Get up. Get ready for a night with the Sultan.
• Never! The slap burned my cheek.
• If you want to live, submit. You were washed, dressed, and brought to his chambers. You entered. The Sultan rose from his pillows and approached. “Now I’m sure,” he said quietly.
• In what? He smiled: "From now on, you are my only concubine. You will have everything... if you obey me."