#beauchampx

“ i’m not going to be dishonest here, this is a set of rather attractive men you have presented me with. the order is not supposed to go like this, but i know for a fact i would marry henry; he’s the highest in title out of the lot, and besides that, he seems to be a very interesting person. the one i would fuck, would be - hm.. i would say it would have to be richard. he has this... almost ethereal quality to him, it’s beautiful. that leaves john as the one i’m killing. i’m sorry, john.”

Mihrimah’s ambition and heart lies merely intertwined with her older brother, the true heir presumptive who rightfully belongs as the ruler of the Ottoman Empire. Without him, her ambition is fickle and all but useless. Perhaps it is due to the light that shines upon the heir presumptive, or perhaps it comes down to her lazy nature, but Mihrimah does not widen her eyes without him. This desperate light that shines on them when they are together has also influenced her loyalty. Though the love for her family (mostly, in fact, her mother and father) knows no bounds, Mihrimah undoubtedly shields her brother from harm. If there is one person who may seek to harm the Sehzade, they may unlock the malicious nature of the Sultana, introducing her to ways of intrigue she us, for now, blind to. 

𝐙𝐄𝐘𝐍𝐀𝐁 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐇𝐙𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐇 ,  khanoum  khadija ,  her  sister  in  all  but  blood ,  but  even  before  they  met ,  she  was  far  from  being  an  only  child  ─  her  parents  also  had  a  son ,  kayvan ,  and  another  daughter ,  niloufar  ─  the  former  being  older  than  zeynab  and  the  latter  the  youngest  of  the  three .  their  time  together ,  however ,  was  seemingly  not  destined  to  be  long .  prideful ,  reckless  kayvan  was  killed  after  getting  into  a  street  fight  as  a  fifteen-year-old ,  and  the  sweet  and  caring  niloufar  passed  away  at  the  age  of  eight  from  the  very  same  illness  that  would  later  claim  her  father .  these  events  were  a  big  impact  on  zeynab ,  making  her  shut  off  the  world  around  her  almost  completely  for  a  while .  she  is  mostly  at  peace  with  these  losses  now ,  as  an  adult  ─  although  she  still  sees  the  two  in  dreams  at  times .

promptly, and without a moment’s notice, the prince rose to his feet and swung his arms wide, boisterously announcing –– “gentlemen...” another swig of his wine, “allow me introduce you to the woman who has accomplished the impossible and made an honest man out of my half brother, the earl of richmond.” harry meandered toward elizabeth, cheeks ruddy. “is he much accomplished, my lady, or has his life of excess...” the prince trailed off, picking right back up again –– “does he perform well as your husband, lizzie? or do your dreams of the sultanate’s desert keep you warm at night?”

           He  fears  death  a  normal  amount,  I’d  say,  no  more  and  no  less  than  any  other.  There  are  certain  things  he  wants  to  achieve  before  the  day  comes  that  he  breathes  his  last,  and  yet  deep  reflection  upon  the  Holy  Word  has  prepared  him  for  the  anxiety  that  often  accompanies  notions  of  mortality  and  morbidity.  Certainly,  his  years  as  a  soldier  have  also  strengthened  his  resolve,  as  survival  was  not  always  guaranteed  and  there  were  times  when  he  feared  for  his  own  life  ––  as  well  as  that  of  his  compatriots. Regrets,  he  has  a  few,  but  then  again  ...  too  few  to  mention  ...  ♬