In the gritty aftermath of a tragic incident involving Finn Shelby and a young Meskhetian Turk boy, Thomas Shelby finds himself entangled in an arranged marriage aimed at averting a potential gang war with the tight-knit Turkish community.
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Asya stirred from her slumber, as she remembered the intimate night they had shared, acontented smile graced her lips as she opened her eyes.
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But it quickly faded when she saw the empty bedside. Thomas, who had been there, was now gone.
A sigh escaped her lips, a tinge of disappointment at waking up alone. She sat up, running a hand through her tousled hair, the sheets cascading around her, and scanned the room as if hoping to find a trace of him.
Scene 2
With the refreshing bath, she walked into the kitchen. With a wide smile on her face, she greeted the maids and put a cheese into her mouth.
Asya: (cheerful) Good morning
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Their eyes caught the glow on her face, and a curiosity lingered in the air.
Asya: Any idea where Mr. Shelby might be this fine morning?
Mary: He's in his office, ma'am.
Asya, undeterred, continued her morning routine, subtly pressing for more information.
Asya: Ah, the mysterious Mr. Shelby in his sanctuary. Well, I suppose I'll go pay him a visit then. Can't have him missing out on the delights of the morning, can we?
She prepared a delightful Turkish breakfast. Fresh bread, a variety of cheeses, olives, tomatoes, cucumbers, honey, jams, and, of course, a pot of strong Turkish tea.
The maids, hovered around, offering assistance.
Mary: Mrs. Shelby, please let us do it.
However, Asya, humming a cheerful tune, insisted.
Asya: It's alright, ladies. I've got this. Consider it a little surprise for Mr. Shelby.
She couldn't wait to share this surprise with her husband.
Scene 3
In his office, Thomas Shelby sat quietly, staring at a picture on his desk. The photo was of Grace. He looked lost in thought, thinking about the events of the previous night.
