Mahidevran's Bedroom

A concubine entered and bowed

"My Sultan...Hunkarim is here to see you..."

Suleyman walked into room and smiled

Mahidevran...welcome back to Palace!

I sit about in my chambers doing some deep thinking...

I nod, standing up and curtsying deeply,

Hunkarim, dear husband. I have been well and I have been missing you.

I say with sincerity...

I place my hands on top of his smiling,

Mustafa is doing so well. He is growing like a weed and takes to his lessons well.

I look deep into his eyes and our beautiful memories flood me.

I smile at him him as I look into his eyes, nearly blushing,

I am so very proud of him as well. The next great Sultan...

I kiss him gently on his forehead.

I am saddened by this news. I run my fingers through my hair and attempt to smile,

So I have heard. I wish for you....

I gently place my hand on his cheek and caress it softly.

I look to him and smile,

I wish for you to share my bed once again. I miss your touch Hunkarim.

I lean in and gently kiss his forehead

I smile, melting with the touch of his hand,

I promise I shall give you another son...Your happiness is mine to hold.

I place my hand on top of his, smiling.

I feel myself begin to blush at his gentle touch. I gently begin to caress his face, with utmost affection,

Soon I hope my love.....

I lean in and gently kiss him upon his lips.

I smile only a little,

I shall try hard to not be jealous Hunkarim.  I promise.

I blush.  The heat from his hand on me is enticing.

I smile,

As you are everything to me my darling husband.

I cannot help but to blush as he kisses my hand.

I lower my eyes as if ashamed,

There is no sight as of yet that I am with child.  I hope there is a child in there.

I place my hand on my belly and smiling, silently praying for another son.

After picking some purple blossom and with Mustafa at my side I got a concubine to announce my arrival waiting for a reply. I knew Mustafa was eager to see his mother with the pulling of my arm