Aylin Malhun's POV:

The world has long known the Earth Monarchs as the most powerful, due to the continent they ruled. But they do not know of my lands. "Barbarian, nomad, desert woman" they called me. But no more shall my people live in suffering.

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Shahmat Palace, Morning

The sun shone over Shahmat as I began to stir from my sleep. I sat up as I looked over the city and saw everyone getting ready for their day. The sight of my people looking happy eased my worries as I brushed my teeth with my miswak.  I loved having mornings like this, but even I knew that I had a very chaotic schedule as Sultana of the Beylik Sultanate. 

As I finished brushing my teeth, two of my servants, Zara and Zeynep, entered the room and brought me some fresh clothing. I smiled at the two women and turned to them.

"Thank you for helping me ladies. How is everything at the moment?" I asked as I looked at them. "Everything is going well at the moment, Sultana" said Zeynep with a smile.

I nodded and dismissed the two women as I began to change out of my night dress and put on my clothing. I smiled as I put on my hijab and put on my crown. I smiled as I looked at myself in the mirror, though my burdens as Sultana were great, I would lead my people through every struggle with pride and honor.

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