@lskender
NERVES THAT HAD NOT BEEN SEEN SINCE she had been a young edition to the harem rushed through her veins, causing a well rested nehir to feel as though she had been pacing all night with a prayer upon her lips that the sun would soon rise and an audience would be permitted. a cryptic note was passed to a servant to be delivered to the sultan before he turned in for the night; wishing him gentle dreams from his already resting consort and a request that she might see him the next morning. nehir’s sickness during the journey and the formalities which awaited iskender upon arrival had thus far kept them apart but there was only so long she could wait. her heart called to him, it was true, but this was not to be a meeting out of greed or lust. it was a meeting of the future. of GOOD news.
the news that the sultan was awake came shortly after breakfast had been delivered to nehir’s chambers - which she had not touched a single scrap of - and she barely waited for the rate of her heart to increase before she ventured through the small distance between her rooms and that of iskender. a female attendant scuttled behind, following nehir’s steps of DETERMINATION as the guards gazes turned away and allowed her the privacy to arrive at the sultan’s door where she would be announced.
“ hünkarım. ” she paused by the doors which closed behind her, bowing her head as her knees bent in unison out of respect; she was his most loyal subject at the beginning and end of it all. “ aşkım ” - my love, words later whispered as her gaze raised once more to look upon the glory of the sultan a moment before stepping towards him with hands extended as she sought any amount of embrace she could achieve. “ have you slept well? i imagine the festivities were long and eventful. ”