"Duzdidil, wake up!" I woke up with a start to see Darya with a frantic expression on her face and I quickly shot up, scared as I thought something could have happened to Mehmed or my Kaya.

"Darya, what is it, what's wrong," I asked Darya anxiously.

"Meryem is giving birth" I got up scared and had Refet help me. I anxiously held my 9 month belly. I feared my unborn child if she does has a son and prayed to Allah to give her a daughter or worse a dead child.

"Duzdidil it is not safe for the baby if you pace, sit down please," despite feeling fear shivering up my spine, I heeded Darya's advice and sat down while twiddling my fears in constant for me and my baby.

After what felt like ages, Mihaila returned with her face looking like death.

"What did she have?" I asked in small voice fearing for the worse.

"I'm sorry but she had twins... a boy and a girl," the girls turned to see my reaction. My worst nightmare had come true, she was now higher than me, she had a sehzade.

With shaky hands, I took hold of Darya's arm and while cradling my belly, I walked through the harem to see Mehmed holding her son. 

"Duzdidil, my love now Kaya has a brother and sister to play with," Mehmed gave the baby to the wet nurse and took my hands.

"What did you name them?" my heart dropped and I couldn't bring myself to look at Meryem as she relished in her success of having a son before me.

"Osman and Aynisah" Mehmed replied smiling at me. I then felt a sudden and sharp in my abdomen.

"Mehmed, the baby is coming," I turned to Mehmed and my face scrunched up in pain. The midwife who had Meryem took me to another bed and I began to scream loudly as I felt the baby coming out. The midwife also ushered Mehmed out of the room.

I felt relief as I heard a baby  crying. I leaned back in exhaustion as I saw the midwife cleaning the bloody baby.

"It's a boy," the midwife confirmed. I let out a smile laugh as I turned to Darya with a big smile plastered on my face with joy. I had finally done it, I had given birth to a son. The midwife placed my son in my arms and cradled him close to my chest.

"Hello, my little sehzade," I turned to see Mehmed entering the room.

"It's a boy, Mehmed" Mehmed grinned from ear to ear and I took him from arms.

"Well done, my love" Mehmed placed a tender kiss on my forehead.

"His name will be Suleyman," Mehmed said standing by my side. I grinned in happiness.

"You are now a member of the dynasty and you deserve this tulip necklace,"

"This is beautiful, Mehmed thank you," Mehmed put the necklace around my neck.

"Darya bring Kaya so she can see the brother," Darya brought my almost 1 year old daughter.

"Kaya, this is your little brother Suleyman," I brought Suleyman closer to her so she could see him.

"That's Sully," Kaya clapped happily and I smiled despite her mispronunciation of his name.