Manisa

"My name is Sultan Rumeysa. I'm the daughter of Murad and Ayse. The blood of the strongest family in the Ottoman Empire flows through me. I am the guardian daughter of Sultan Suleiman.  I am the most important part of Prince Mustafa's heart and will one day be the greatest sultana of the Ottoman Empire. As my mother Ayse and my grandmother Safiye had stood behind them in the past, it was now my turn to help the prince on his way. He is the future all of us. My dear Sehzade!  The padisah of my soul and the only commander of my heart. One day he will be my Sultan. I'am the only one for him. I love Him and He loves me."

Standing in the dungeon, Rümeysa interrogated the one who had abducted her a few months ago. The sultan was completely healed from her injuries. The man looked at her and the guards in horror. Panicking, he looked for a way out but only certain death awaited him. Rümeysa held several letters in her hand and threw some on the ground.

"Someone tried to kill me a month ago. Unlike my enemy, I spare your pathetic life. Tell Hürrem Sultan she is the next. If Prince Mustafa suffers, the Crimean witch will die. Whatever the slut is planning you will keep me informed of her every move. Did you understand?"

"Yes, Sultanim!"

"Right! Now head to the capital and pass the message to Hürrem."

The guards released the man. Rümeysa had just stepped out the door of the prison when Mustafa looked at her grimly. They returned to the prince's apartment.

"What did you do, Rümeysa? There's nothing you can do behind me. Manisa is my responsibility."

"Forgive me, my sehzade. I didn't mean to upset you. Your happiness is most important to me. Even in my own life.  The man who had been in jail so far admitted that Hürrem had planned it all out. So we are one step ahead of the red witch."

Mustafa stepped closer to the woman and pulled her close to his waist. Their lips were very close to each other. They could almost feel each other's breath.

"Now go! I want to see you later."

"As you wish, my prince!"

Rümeysa bowed and returned to her apartment.

"Fidan Hatun!" Mustafa ordered.

"My Sehzade! What can I do for you?"

"Tell my mother to prepare the Sultan of Rümeysa for Halvet tonight. Prepare the most delicious food and the sultana's favorite is quail eggs."

"I understand. I'm already posting the assignments."

After Fidan left, Mustafa convened a meeting of the Divan and discussed matters. Rümeysa spent the rest of the day in her apartment. Mahidevran escorted her to the bath, where the servants washed her hair and body.  She put on a snow-white dress. She left her long dark brown hair wavy on her shoulder. Prince Mustafa waited impatiently for her. The doors finally opened and Rümeysa entered with her head nailed down. She knelt down and touched the prince's kaftan. Mustafa stroked the woman's face and then kissed her. Rümeysa was destroyed in the prince's arms. They were both scorched with passion and love.

The next morning, Mustafa was already awake and watching Rümeysa lying next to her, who was still asleep. Rümeysa woke up not long after.

"Rümeysa love of my life."

"I woke up in heaven. Every woman in the harem competes with each other to spend the night with you."

 Mustafa sat up in bed and Rümeysa put her head on his shoulder. The prince held in his arms again the woman he had been in love with since childhood. Rümeysa acquired the heir to the throne. Only Allah knows how successful the fate of the two of them will be. Safiye prepared her granddaughter for everything.

"I have to go to the capital these days. The ruler wants to see. I'll tell him the truth about the two of us."

"I'll be there when you talk to your father. Let's take this step together. I don't take a step without my love."

"I remember your mother. She also loved your father passionately."

"My heart, my soul, and from now on my body, belong to you."

"I want you to never get out of here and out of my life. Stay here in Manisa with me."

"I want nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with you. I also take on what goes with it. I'm not afraid of anyone, not even death."