#beneaththevalley

thoughts and concerns / accepting!

What a foolish thing to do—

His mind was buzzing with prideful post-inebriated reasons why he had chosen to do such a thing. As for the moment, he couldn't quite formulate a proper response. Perhaps it was his pounding post-drug induced headache that kept him from rationalizing the bits of memories from the week before.

Perhaps it was because he was a prideful man. He always got what he wanted— and in fact, he came to find out early in life that there wasn't anything on this Earth that did not come with a price. Even people.

He was used to lavish lifestyles. Prizes of his persuits of war and pillaging—Adnan, whose name in itself meant settler, was nothing less than vain when it came to his treasures. He was no stranger to harams, gold, jewels, special smoke sessions, and specialties from around the world. His newest asset; however, had a name. An Egyptian he had barganed (and fought) very intently for the little desert lilly, whose eyes in themselves were as gold.

He quickly learned on that his new consort was not very keen on being kept. Deciding not to pressure the boy into anything, he retired for the evening and enjoyed a little smoke. Regardless, the Turk decided he would try wooing his new prize. Perhaps the company of men wasn't as welcomed in those parts of the desert. Adnan had chosen a bride who wasn't pleased with the notion. He made a bet with himself that he'd certainly change that opinion. He always got what he wanted. And if he wanted his new fascination to willingly wed him, he'd have to keep up his smooth talk.

        "You know, acting like a little shit isn't going to make this easier."

Arranged marriage

Seer/oracle verse

Hammam AU with tellak Turkey

shootouts with law but u live in a palace—toni can’t afford alexander mcqueen so idk if he stylish

FIRST OF ALL FUCK YOU. he has zara so that's close enough. >:c

* and an url and my muse will talk about that muse whilst drunk