I was tried to a chair in Turkey's study. It was a room that I used to spend much time with him in. I would do pointless tasks, while managing my best to make sure my own people were getting everything that they needed. I spent a lot of tiring hours here.

"My my my (Y/N), why do you look so scared, as if you have never been here before? Did you forget that this is your home?" Turkey taunted me.

"Shut up, my home is Edina," I spat back at him.

He frowned. "You know how I don't like your attitude."

"I'm sorry, am I not being a respectful guest? Then maybe you should let me go home," I snarled.

"My sevgilim, you are home," he whispered into my ear.

If I could, I would've punched him in the face, but unfortunately, I was too busy trying to keep the circulation in my hands, not that it was helping much.

"By the time that I am done with your country, you wont have a choice but to come back to me. Your trade ports? Consider them gone. Your crops? Demolished...unless..." he stood there with a stupid grin in his face.

"Unless what?" I spat.

"Unless you sign this document," he smirked, showing a sheet of paper in front of me.

"What is that?" I questioned, squinting my eyes.

"An agreement to make what's yours mine. But what's mine as yours as well...until death do us part." He smirked.

A marriage? Is he insane???

"I am not marrying you," I instantly said.

"Then let your people suffer." He shrugged, ripping the paper in front of me.

As the pieces fell to the ground, I felt my stomach ache. What if I just made a horrible decision? What if this was it? Where would I go after this? I don't have the back up I need to survive a raid right now.

"You look reluctant," Turkey teased. "Don't worry I made more copies."

This bastard...

He stared at me for a moment longer.

"However," he continued, pulling out his sword and bringing it to my throat. "If I were to just kill you, I could have both. It's as simple as that, don't you know?"

I was having a hard time maintaining my breathing. I was so helpless, what choice do I have.

Just as I was about to give in, there was a crash through his office window. We both turned to the commotion shocked, as a blond hair, blue eye, broad frame stood there.