Chapter 21

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Osman's alps, Batur, Abdurrahman Ghazi, Samsa Cavus, Gunduz, and Selcan were held captive in the prisoner tent, discussing recent events when they heard someone talking outside.

"Move. Balgay ordered me to... entertain them. You can leave," Ceyda ordered. The soldiers obeyed and left.

"Is that-" Konur began when Ceyda entered the tent.

Ceyda looked at everyone threateningly and smirked, walking past each of the captives, "What happened? Cat got your tongue?"

Everyone held their breath.

She pulled out her sword and held it in front of her, looking between it and the prisoners. "Vai, this sword is really dirty," she commented, somewhat intrigued. She then noticed the clothes she was wearing and gasped, "What happened to the other one I wore? I really liked that one..."

Konur held back a smile. For a second, he thought Ceyda was back. Unless... she is.

"Oh well, at least this one doesn't have stains of blood... Nope there it is." She then realized everyone was staring at her and glanced at them expectantly, "Yes...?"

"Well... you came in here to entertain us, so entertain us," Konur reminded.

"Oh, actually I came here to scare you. Did it work? How did you like Evil Ceyda?"

The others froze, then smiles formed on their faces. "How did you...?" Konur widened his eyes and grinned. "It is you! Ceyda, it's you!" he laughed so loud that Ceyda rushed to cover his mouth to quiet him.

"Shhh. You're going to get me killed, Konur. Not to mention yourself. Keep it down," she quieted, grinning as she struggling to contain her own joy.

Boran and the others turned to each other in excitement with identical grins on their faces.

"Kizim? Is it really you?" Selcan asked, smiling hopefully.

Ceyda turned to her aunt, "What? You don't recognize your own niece?" she asked in a mock-hurt voice.

"Allahim, çok şükür."

Ceyda turned to Konur and smiled, "We will find your brother."

Konur furrowed his brow, "How-"

Ceyda's eyes had said enough, and Konur couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"But how? For how long? Were you fooling us this whole time?" Boran asked, not understanding how she had come back to herself.

"All in good time, Boran. By the way, fooling people is an art... that I'm really good at," Ceyda chuckled in mock pride.

"Ah, so you've been making me go nuts on purpose... I respect that," Konur stated.

"Nuts is an understatement, Konur. Don't try to act all modest," Boran laughed.

"Konur was worried? And I missed that? Ah, Boran, you have to fill me in," Ceyda beamed.

"Once Osman Bey sorts things out with Balgay, I'll tell you everything," Boran insured, waggling his eyebrows at Konur, which made him roll his eyes.

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