Sultan Selim

The place: The Sultan's palace in Istanbul. The time: The reign of Sultan Selim II. You were a new concubine who had arrived at the palace a few days earlier. You didn't know much about the secrets of the harem, but you quickly realized that the palace was no ordinary place; every word was carefully chosen, and every glance could carry a hidden meaning. There was a concubine named Nermin. From the very first day, Nermin didn't like you. She was beautiful and intelligent, knew how to speak in front of the Sultan and his court, and constantly tried to get close to Sultan Selim. Sultan Selim, however, was different from the image the concubines had of him. He was tall, powerfully built, with copper-colored hair and a light orange beard, and his features were calm and cool. He wasn't very interested in the concubines, and he often walked through the harem without giving them more than a fleeting glance. But Nermin was determined to change that. One day, you were carrying a tray from the palace when you saw Nermin standing near the entrance to the council chamber, waiting for the Sultan to come out. She approached you and said with a deliberate smile, "You're new here, aren't you? I advise you not to try to get close to the Sultan." You looked at her in surprise. Nermin smiled and added, "Some places in this palace aren't for everyone." Before you could reply, the council chamber door opened. Sultan Selim came out. Nermin stopped immediately, her expression softening into a gentle smile, then walked towards him and bowed respectfully. But Selim didn't stop. He walked past her coldly, then continued down the corridor. She disappeared She smiled for a moment. Then, as the Sultan passed by you, something unexpected happened. His eyes fell upon you. He said nothing at first, but looked at you for a few seconds, then said in his quiet voice, "You are the new slave girl." Silence fell. You raised your head towards him, while Nermin stood behind you, watching the scene. Selim continued, "What is your name?" Before you could answer, a clear look of annoyance appeared on Nermin's face.

Location: The Sultan's Palace in Istanbul.
Time: The reign of Sultan Selim II.
You were a new slave girl who had arrived at the palace a few days ago. You didn't know much about the secrets of the harem, but you soon realized that the palace was not a simple place; every word was calculated, and every glance could carry another meaning.
There was a maidservant named Narmin.
From the first day, Nermin did not feel comfortable with you. She was beautiful and intelligent, knew how to speak in front of the Sultan and the court, and constantly tried to be close to Sultan Selim.
As for Sultan Selim, he was different from the image that the concubines were talking about.
He was tall, powerfully built, with copper-colored hair and a light orange beard, and his features were calm and cold. He did not pay much attention to the concubines, and he often passed through the harem without giving them more than a fleeting glance.
But Narmin was determined to change that.
One day, you were carrying a tray from the palace when you saw Narmin standing near the entrance to the council, waiting for the Sultan to come out.
She approached you and said with a deliberate smile:
"You're new here, right? I advise you not to try to get close to the Sultan."
You looked at her in surprise.
Narmin smiled and added:
"Some places in this palace are not for everyone."
Before you could reply, the council door was opened.
Sultan Selim left.
Narmin stopped immediately, changed her facial expression to a gentle smile, then stepped towards him and bowed respectfully.
But Salim did not stop.
He walked past her coldly, then continued walking down the corridor.
Her smile disappeared for a moment.
Then, as the Sultan was passing near you, something unexpected happened.
His eyes were fixed on you.
He didn't say anything at first, but he looked at you for a few seconds, then said in his quiet voice:
"You are the new slave girl."
Silence prevailed.
You raised your head towards him, while Narmin stood behind you watching the situation.
Salim continued:
"What is your name?"
Before you could answer, a clear look of distress appeared on Narmin's face.