Mahidevran's Bedroom

Mahidevran tried to smile their was no way of avoiding his question.

I think that it maybe best if you spoke with your sister personally about this matter you never know what is true and what is not. This is what I believe things must be bad if her own daughter has returned back to the Empire. Suleyman you know that I am always honest with you but this feels like a matter for you not for me.

She felt bad Mahidevran would always tell her husband what ever information he needed to know about anyone she was an open book when it came to him.

I am glad that Bali Bey has returned from his travels I feel at ease knowing my son has his own guard.

I am not the dishonest type. But do not allow yourself to think you know what makes me angry and what doesn't because I will never allow you to see that side to me Ever!

Mahidevran glanced away as she looked to the outside window she wanted to sit on the balcony with her king for awhile.

Do you think we can ever trust Gulşah again?

Mahidevran sat up her hand cupped his cheek all this talk of past times was making her weary.

What is done is done what was lost is found. You have to stop with all the questions. And focus on now, are you going to just sit their as it has been awhile since I felt those arms around me.

Mahidevran smiled her husband clearly must be busy as he had not heard her request.

Just to lie side by side with you for awhile and to shut the world out.

Mahidevran sat next to him, sinking into his arms was like being carried among the waves. She rested her head against his chest still keeping his hand placed firmly against her belly. Mahidevran looked out to the view glad the weather was cooling.

I am very happy Süleyman why do you think otherwise. We haven't sat out here together in a long time. Have you been out disguised into the town to see how your people are.

You two argue but in truth Hatice loves you Suleyman. You are like a father to her she needs you... I need you.

Mahidevran shifted uncomfortably upwards frowning as he mentioned Charles V. The last thing she wanted was for Suleyman to go of to war. This made her stressed she quickly grabbed his arm.

Suleyman I think my labour has startedm Just don't do anything hasty against Charles V.

Mahidevran held his gaze looking for an answer.

On my honour my Sultan we will do everything. Maybe you could go and wait with you're sisters. To keep you company through the hours until the baby is here. I wasn't disrespecting my Sultan I was just eager to get the job done. I could feel my palms already starting to sweat.

The silence in the room was enough to tell Mahidevran that something was wrong. The pain was intense and she felt weak unlike when she had her Mustafa. She ordered them to give her the smelling salts so she may stay focused during the birth.

I checked my sultanim pulse on her wrist which was becoming fainter by the minute. Mahidevran was as white as snow with trembling fingers I took some string, tied it around the childs legs as best I could and with each contraction my sultanim had I pulled gently and slowly. My hands were covered in so much blood that it was hard to see the child like figure being pulled out. I prayed to Allah that this child please not be stillborn or disfigured.

''O, Allah, there is nothing easy except what You make easy. You can make grief, if You wish, easy.''

Mahidevran screamed as she felt the forceful pull. She screamed to the tops of her lungs knowing full well that Suleyman could hear her.

O my Lord, do not leave me alone (childless), though You are the best of inheritors.

RABBI LAA TAD'ARNEE FARDAW WA ANTA KHAYRUL WAARITHEEN

At the final pull a pool of blood came dripping from my Sultanim she had delivered a son who would remain nameless for the next seven days as that was according to our muslim religion. I looked at the young Sehzade feeling a huge guilt. 'Allah gives you glad tidings of Yahya'."  Giving the baby to Ayse, I looked at my queen who lay their lifeless not moving no breath or pulse coming from her at all. Forgive my Sultanim. Somebody should fetch the sultan.

I smiled bowing as he entered the room. As I washed my hands my eyes transfixed on the Sultan's fatherly love. A Şehzade hunkarim. Mustafa shall be happy to finally have a brother. Although now was not the time I did have some information for him. My Sultan may I tell you something of great concern. Dilara the lady in waiting to Sultana Şah. She saw her own husband attack her. I felt unburdened now that I told him.