Hurrem Sultan walking like a badass | Magnificent Century (2011-2014)
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Hurrem Sultan walking like a badass | Magnificent Century (2011-2014)
‘ i will pretend that i have not already heard the question in your eyes ’
She sits with her dearest Aunt amidst the finer celebrations to be held in the restored Convent, knelt upon the floor as she would at home, putting aside an embroidery ring that she had started on; she had been practising the art due to the lack of looming band, that left her bereft of her intricate weaving. Silence lay with comfort, as it often did, when Aunt and Niece found themselves together in the utmost comfort. With her head, nearing to lean upon Hurrem’s knee, before she felt her shift.
Lifting herself to meet her Aunt’s most precious gaze, Mihrimah smiled and blushed - for she was sure that even she may have heard rumour of the Sultana’s wishful and devoted one-sided love affair, made simply from the whispers of dreams. Catching Hurrem’s eye, Mihrimah fluttered curled lashes, and pushed a wave of raven hair over her shoulder, her smile wide and plump - curved and happy, before tickling the curve of her Aunt’s soft knee. “I will pretend that I have not already heard the question in your eyes, my lovely aunt,” Mihrimah teased, before nibbling on her lower lip. “I am still your dearest niece, the Sultana, after all…”