Muhtesem Yuzyil Imagines ♡

Süleyman, My Love (by vintagenights)

i do not care who comes in my way or what challenges I may face, Suleiman is and always will be mine. I'll face my enemies with sword in hand and if need be they won't see the next sunrise. I am Melek sultana formally known as Adélaïde Beaufoy.

" come hurry my dear, if we are to make it to the village we shall need to quicken our pace" said her father as he guided the horse she was sat on.

He was also carrying a large bag full of clothes and fancy fabrics. The plan was to sell as much as possible and hopefully rent out a inn for the night.

" Papa, I'm hungry" said the younger girl, the last time she ate was close to sunrise, now it was almost sunset.

Ever since her mother died last year, her father had been forced to take her alongside himself for his travels. Normally she would stay with her mother and her father would be gone sometimes for months, but he would always return with enough money to last a few months before he had to be gone once more.

They had spent the following few days on a boat, this took them out of their Village in France to a place she didn't know or recognise. Her father sat his things down once they reached a remotely busy area and started the process of setting up his little clothing stall.

" Here, here"! He yelled as he exclaimed that he had fine silk and beautiful dresses fit for a princess. Some young woman had come to see, all fawning over the dresses and fabrics. It wasn't long until her father sold three new dresses and some fabric. Not much but better than the last time in which it took almost a week until he sold one dress.

Last time he had accidentally stumbled upon a town that was pretty well off, obviously they showed little interest in their products since they had better resources. So they were forced to move forward. In the end they had found a small selected village, these people were starstruck after seeing the clothes and brought the lot within a day.

After a few hours, her father packed away the remaining items and decided to find a inn for the night as well as some food. Adélaïde knew her father had saved money just for this reason, he never wanted to spend more than necessary, so always saved some from his previous travels

They walked around for a few hours until a nice older women allowed them to spend the night in her home. She gave them both a warm meal as well as a warm bed to sleep in. She even fed their horse and in the morning fed them once more before offering a warm bath.

After a good nights rest and a morning full of a warm meal, her father gifted the woman one of their dresses as a thank you and they set off. This time they were in a different place. The remaining items were difficult to sell, since the more lavish ones were already taken. So after a few hours Adélaïde's father gave up and they set up a little camp.

She watched as her father lit a warm fire and told her to warm herself. He had taken his bow and arrow which he always carried with him to find something to eat. It was more for safety rather than hunting.

Adélaïde wondered if he would sell meat instead if they couldn't sell the remaining items. As she waited she wished that she could live like her friends in her village, they had a stable home and family. She loved her father truly but she longed for her mother and would often even wish to at least dream about her.

She was always told she had her mothers brown eyes and long wavy hair. From her father she had been gifted her beautiful singing voice as well as knowing the art of sword play as well as the use of a bow and arrow.

She may have been young but her father insisted that she was to learn these skills in case one day she ran into danger, she hadn't quite mastered the skills yet but one day she shall, that day she wouldn't need to travel for months for food and a place to stay for the night. She would have it all.