Becoming the Sultan's Queen (closed for DrekSilverBorn)

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Character Profile: Ana'stai - Age 19 - Slave in Sultan's Palace.

"Ana! Bring more water to the prince's quarters! His bath must be warm!"
-"Yes, Madame!"

I have been a slave girl in Sultan's court for as long as I can remember. My mother had been a slave under his rule and her mother before her. The sultan was old. Many wives, many offspring, many years of tyranny. But I knew of a light that not many slaves knew of. His name is Amir. Crown Prince Amir of Persia, first of his name, rightful heir to Lord Sultan Kuman, and many other titles that he has. But I know him by a few lesser known titles. Friend. Confidant. I carried the hot stones and clean water to his bathing quarters and Madame Ais'am looked to me.

"You are never going to be a good maiden if you don't hurry up with orders, that took you two minutes longer than it should have."
-"Yes, Madame." I nodded in approval as I poured the water, whilst she placed the hot stones under the bath basin, stoking the fire to keep them hot for the water. Moving around, I took the silk linens from his bed and smiled as I remembered how he used to sneak me into his room after hours to read fantasy scrolls. It was such a childhood fancy that we both shared. But now, we are both of age and not permitted to see each other in that way any longer. Not permitted by Lord Sultan that is.

Madame Ais'am looked to me. "You must hurry! His highness will be back from his riding lesson soon. He will need a good scrubbing especially after he has ridden one of those Arabian stallions. Those things throw men left and right, and as of late, the Prince as well."

I nodded. "Yes, Madame."

"Is that all you say?" she asked with a smirk.

"Oh no, Madame."

She chuckled as she rushed about the room. "Still such a child.. Thus much to learn! You're supposed to tighten the silk like this!" She ushered me out of the way to show me how to tighten the corners of the bed.

I smiled as I moved near the window sill, looking down into the courtyard. I saw him there. He had just been thrown from one of those wild beasts. Dirt covered his taut face, but he had always been a messy boy. But now he was a prince. A very strong prince. Thin but muscular. Tan skinned oiled and shining in the hard sun. Future King. There had been rumor that his father was ill and soon it should be Amir's throne.

"Ana'stai!" Madame Ais'am scorned me pulling my mind back to reality from the fantasies in my mind. I nearly dropped the porcelain basin I had been holding. "Quit gawking out that window and go check the kitchen for the prince's dinner!"

"Yes, Madame." I walked out of his highness's chambers and walked down the corridor adorned with red roses from the Tudors across the green sea, ivory walls decorated with many sketches of past leaders and many other images. I was looking at them so intently that I didn't even know where I was going until I bumped into someone, dropping the porcelain basin. I dropped to the floor to pick up the pieces. "Oh I am terribly sorry." I looked up to only see it was Amir. His kind eyes staring at me with the emerald beauty I had grown to adore.
 
Crown Prince Amir of Persia age 24
That was my title since birth my father the Sultan of Persia reminded him of that daily everyday i was told to grow up and stop acting childish and marry to have a heir but i could never settle down i began to chuckle and that's when i fell flat on my chest from Babak my Arabian stallion i began to lift my self off the ground that's when one of my guard's came over to me and helped me the rest of the way well that was fun i said smiling the guard looked at me with a stern look and said "My prince your father would certainly kill us if anything happened to you" I started to laugh now you know my father would not kill you maybe feed you both to the dogs but don't worry i said laughing i wouldn't let that happen besides i was lost in thought the second guard brought Babak near me and i climbed up and said well lets go back to the Palace before my father sends out his guards i clicked my tongue and off Babak went we made it back to the Palace i dismounted my horse and began making the trek up the stairs i looked up and saw Ana my friend disappear from the window it had been two weeks since my Father forbidden me from interacting with Ana she was a slave and i was a Prince i was not to be friends with the common people i was to rule them with a iron fist like my father and my grandfather before him i was different i wanted to help the people not rule them with a iron fist i looked down and continued my trek up the Palace stairs and made my trek to the my bath i kept my head down the way until i bumped into someone and made them drop whatever they were hold i bent down and was helping whoever i bumped into when it was revealed it was Ana i looked into her eyes and said are you ok.
 
"Oh your highness! I am so terribly sorry for this mess. You needn't worry with helping me pick it up.. Your bath is ready," I said almost stumbling over my own words. We had to keep formalities. There wasn't a time for friendly gestures any longer. I stood up holding the small pieces in my apron, keeping the edges tight as to not drop the shattered porcelain. "Thank you, my lord," I muttered, keeping my face down as to not draw attention that we were speaking to one another. I started to walk past him as I heard one of the Sultan's commanders call out to the prince.

"What have you done to that poor steed?! Its shoe is bent!" the commander spoke as I had a time to break away from him, but was stopped short by Amir grabbing the backside of my dress, his eyes glancing over his shoulder at me making a smirking smile.
 
Nonsense i said looking at Ana it was my fault in the first place i was lost in thought again i said with a smile good i said my bath is ready i heard a shout from one of my Father commander's say "What have you done to that poor steed?! Its shoe is bent!" i began to say well i got caught with sand in my eye i grabbed a hold of Ana dress to keep her there while i talked and said is that all commander Shahin or do you need anything else if not i am on my way to the bath i turned around and let go of Ana dress and turned my head to her and motioned her to follow me we both had come up on the door to the bath and waited for her to open the door.
 
I followed behind him, the eyes of the commander following us but he soon turned to go back out into the courtyard. I moved to the side of his room, tossing the remnants of the basin into a trash pail. I noticed Madame Ais'am was no longer in the room, so it was safe enough for us to be together. I walked over to the door that he was waiting at and opened it, sliding the panes to the side as I looked to the floor once again. "It's ready for you, Amir.. I mean, your highness." I felt my face become hot as I blushed, having fouled up by saying his name. "Should I stay to dry you? Or do you wish to have someone else help you, my lord?"
 
I smiled when she called me by my name and not prince you know you are the only one i allow to call me by my name and not my title you can stay i took off each article of clothing until i was naked i stepped into the tub and left my hand out waiting for Ana to give me a rag once she handed me the rag i began to wash my body of the dirt that was on my body i heard you have been giving trouble to Madame Ais'am you know what will happen if you keep messing up my father will want to sell you away and i don't want that to happen so please try to keep in line i know its been hard since we last talked alone but i will try to keep you safe i tilted my head up and looked at Ana ok i said.
 
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His words were those of understanding and concern. His father could certainly sell me. I would be devastated if I were to be taken away from my only friend in this place -- in the whole world. I handed him the rag and kept my head low as he washed. I glanced every now and again at his nude form as the water sloshed about from him bathing. I moved to the corner of the room and grabbed a ladle and some fresh warm water to rinse him with. "Yes, I understand, your highness." I smiled slightly as I then held the drying towel for me to dry him off. I worked the beads of water off his body with ease as to not scratch his royal skin. I grabbed some silver silk robes and a golden sash, dressing him carefully, tying the sash to his waist to where his chest was still shown. I squirted some incense oils on him and then bowed low. "Will there be anything else, Crown Prince Amir?"
 
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