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"Valide, are we done filming yet?" One pasha asked, groaning as he checked the time. "We have state affairs to get to!"
"Calm down Admiral, this is also a duty. An obligation in fact, to our Empire." Valide Kösem sighed as she checked the time. The film crew were wrapping up some final cuts to the footage of that scene, and the cast was eager to get back to their real work.
"Valide, come on. Can't we at least get an ice cream break?" Sehzade Ibrahim asked genuinely, while smiling widely for news and photographers.
"It's enough of that matter, stop, I'm getting a headache from you all." Valide touched her forehead. "I don't feel so good anymore. Oh Allah."
Evidently Kösem had too much wine.
She fainted as Ibrahim yelled mother!
Kösem arose again and brushed up just as the doormen and other Pashas swirled around her. She winked at the first Pasha.
