Suleyman's Study Room

I make my way to Sultan's study room. I wear a gown of silk that trails on the cold floor beneath me, the gown caresses every inch of my body and sways like a fishtail as I walk. I arrive at the door and knock gently...

I enter the room as the doors open wide. I sweep a deep curtsey and my dress pours around me like a glistening river. I sneak a glance from behind my dark lashes and say quietly,"Hunkarim."

I smile softly and raise my face to his as I rise from the curtsey. I enjoy the feel of him on me,"Nora Hatun, Hunkarim."

I raise my head but he still holds my chin-he is a man who likes to exercise his power I conclude and reply,"Yes...Hunkarim. I arrived this day and thought I should make myself...known to you."

"Hunkarim-you are too kind,"I glance up at him for only a moment and whisper,"You too are very handsome."

Feeling his hand caress my cheek makes me sigh softly a little,"I have not had the honour...yet."

I grin at him and reply,"Thank you, hunkarim."

I then whisper back,"In the meanwhile?"

I smile mischievously and reply smoothly,"Well I hope hunkarim may teach me."

I notice his eyes look at my plump breasts that show just a little-enough to display an attractive curve. I lean very close as if to kiss him and then whisper,"Do you mean to seduce me, hunkarim?"

I then brush my lips against his and smile seductively-however I move a little back to tease him.

I do not object and simply smile submissively,"Hunkarim,"I whisper with a seductive smile and leave the room.

Isabella sent the request to meet with Sultan Suleyman, and had written several versions of what she intended to say. Finally she wrote to him, saying she made up her mind on the delicate matter they had talked of: Isabella made a decision on joining the harem and wished him so she could give her answer in person.