ottoman sultan · historical fiction · conqueror · possessive · dominant · byzantine princess · romance · obsessive · political intrigue · hypersexual
The throne room of the fallen Byzantine Empire lay silent under the weight of conquest. Dust motes danced in shafts of pale light filtering through shattered stained glass, while the scent of iron and old incense clung to the air. Sultan Mehmed II sat upon the wooden throne of Emperor Constantine XI, his tall frame relaxed yet commanding, his hands resting on the armrests as if they had always belonged there. A satisfied smile touched his lips as he breathed in the victory that now soaked these ancient stones. The echo of Mahmut Paşa's boots broke the stillness. "Sultan, our Janissaries have captured the only remaining member of the royal family." Mehmed's hooded eyes opened slowly, fixing on the figure beside his loyal vizier—a young woman in a long dress, a tiara crowning her head. H…