I put on a beautiful pink dress and a white shawl on my head to cover my chest a little, after thinking I concluded that the weather is a bit cold so I put a cape on my shoulders.

I asked Fahriye Kalfa for permission and headed to the garden, I don't even know where we are supposed to meet, the area of this garden is very huge.

After I felt that I was lost again in this garden I heard the sound of some footsteps from one of the corridors so I quickly hid, I don't know why I did this but it is a natural reaction. Suddenly I found a tall man standing in front of me with his eyes lowered, yes I remember him he was the one who accompanied the prince that day in the garden.

"Mary Hatun?" He asked in a calm tone.

"Yes it's me" I said trying to sound confident, I am really embarrassed because I hid, I look so stupid, I have hate this damn garden.

"I am Aymen Pasha" he moved away a little "Come with me şehzade Mehmet is waiting for you In his favorite place"

His favorite place? I felt surprised and curious, I moved my head and then started walking. I found myself in a vast green space, there is a big pond surrounded by some flowers, and also a decorative water fountain. I noticed that they love fountains very much. Everything about this place looks so perfect. It seems that they took great care of these gardens and the decoration.

I turned around and didn't find Prince Mehmet anywhere and it seems that Aymen noticed that so he came a little closer and said "Şehzade Mehmet is taking a tour on his horse, he will be here any minute"

He was right because after less than two minutes I saw him on a black horse approaching very quickly, as soon as he arrived he got off the horse.

I bowed a little respectfully then he said "Aymen take Bora to the stable" he finished his sentence then came closer to me "Good morning" he said and smoke was coming out of his mouth because of the cold weather.

"Good morning" I looked at him "Bora?" I said in surprise.

He nodded as he looked at the horse while Aymen was pulling him away "Yes bora means "storm" and my horse has a lot of energy and spirit so it suits him"

I smiled a little "oh I see, I will add this word to what I learned"

He looked at me as his horse disappeared from sight "Yes I can notice that, but your tone is a little slow" he smiled as he sat under the tent then pointed to me to sit in front of him where there was a short table between us "but you will learn it quickly"

I smiled a little "I hope so.. so that I can also send you letters"

"That would be great" he pointed his hand to one of the Aghas as he said "I think it is a good time to have breakfast"

I watched the Agha leave then looked back at Mehmet "You wanted to meet me so we could have breakfast with me" I lowered my eyes and started playing with my fingers in a piece of the shawl "How lucky I am that you chose me to have breakfast with" I looked back at him "It seems that every day you have breakfast with a different person"

Mehmet looked confused as he said "What do you mean?"

I raised my eyebrows "Didn't you eat it with Eylem yesterday" I looked away "I'm not trying to interfere or anything your highness" I didn't even mean to get into this topic now he'll think I'm jealous or something.

Mehmet put his hand on his leg and from the expression on his face it seemed like he was trying to hold back his laughter "No I didn't eat breakfast with her" He looked away and started to look around the place "And I won't just have breakfast with you but we'll do something else later"

I moved my head "I want to know what it is?"

He smiled as he looked at me "You'll find out later"

I moved my head and after everything was ready on the table we started eating.

"So where did you come from Mary?" He asked as he ate some olives.

I felt a bit nervous so I pretended to drink from my cup to take advantage of this time and organize my thoughts "Your highness, they brought me from Britain, from a small village there"

He nodded with a smile "That's great, so tell me how life was there"

Is he trying to make me cry or something?! I lowered my eyes and felt myself starting to drift behind my feelings, as if my mind went off and my heart started talking.

"Life was kind of beautiful, in fact I was the one who was trying to make it beautiful for myself, I wasn't used to seeing my parents much" It's true, my father was a rich man who was busy all the time and I hardly ever met him but he provided me with everything I wanted, and my mother enjoyed wealth, she was always busy redecorating the palace or drinking coffee with rich women, but the thing she loved to do the most was organize huge parties to which she invited the richest people in Britain, sometimes even princes and princesses attended.

"Mary, Mary?" he said while waving at me with his hand.

"Yes? Your highness" I said as I left my thoughts and returned to reality.

"It seems that you were thinking about something" He shook his head "I asked you why?"

"Why what?" I said in surprise, oh god that was awkward.

He smiled a little "Calm down" If only he knew that his voice made me feel very comfortable, even his smile "Why didn't you see your parents much?"

I smiled strangely because I knew I was about to tell a lie "We were very poor so they had to work long hours"

Mehmet put the cup down from his hand "It's not just the problems of poor people" He opened his hands "Look at me even if you are from a royal family you won't meet your parents very often"

I felt myself starting to get into the conversation because I really wanted to get to know him well "Don't you spend a lot of time with them" I laughed a little "As you know you are the only prince so I thought you were very spoiled"

He laughed too but it was a bit of a strange laugh "In my case as the only prince of the Ottoman Empire it wasn't fun, some think I am happy because I don't have any rival" He looked away "My mother is a great woman, she loves me very much but sometimes I feel that she only does this because she wants me on the throne after she lost all my other brothers I became her miracle, anyway" He took his cup and drank from it "While I was growing up she was busy with her feud with Safiye Sultan as for my father he is the Sultan of the world so I only meet him when it is related to work and politics"

I felt sad for him but I didn't want to ask him any questions as he seemed to want to close the subject, I smiled and said "By the way the sultanas dresses here are very beautiful" My eyes widened "Safiya Sultan's beauty and elegance really shocked me, then Hurrem Sultan's hair looks great"

He laughed a little "Ye..s it seems my father has great taste"

I felt like I was going overboard but I decided to ask anyway "So what's the story with your taste?"

He raised his eyebrow "What do you mean?"

I pushed my hair back "Long, blonde and I don't know what else?"

I was shocked when I saw him laughing "Did you believe the rumors?"

I felt a little strange "Are they just rumors then?"

Mehmet nodded while still laughing, well he looks very good even if what I said was stupid I won't regret it.

"From the beginning, I wasn't my choice, it's my mother and sister who are responsible for the choice" he shrugged "and for some reason they chose the same type until everyone thought it was my taste"

I remained silent for a while, so those who sent me thought I was the prince's type but it was just a coincidence "Oh okay now I understand"

Mehmet stood up and gave me his hand "Come on"

I stood in surprise then I put my hand in his "Where to?"

He smiled as he looked into my eyes "I decided that I will draw you"

I was feeling a lot of feelings but the thing I was most sure of was that I was happy, we sat in a nearby place, I was in front of him while he was watching me and drawing on his large board, we must have been here for hours but the conversations we were exchanging, his charming looks and the smile he drew on his lips from time to time these were all things that made it very enjoyable, suddenly we saw someone approaching, in fact it was more than one person.

"It's my sister Mihrimah Sultan and her daughter Zeynep" said Mehmet as he stood up with a smile then I did the same, as soon as she was in front of us I bowed to her.

"Brother" she said with a smile then turned to me, looked at me quickly and returned her attention to her brother again

"Hello uncle" said the little girl.

He smiled as he ran his hand through her hair "Hello beautiful" He looked back at his sister "I didn't know you would visit the palace today"

She nodded calmly "I just decided that this morning" She smiled as she looked at me "It seems you are busy I just wanted to take a little walk with my daughter"

"Yes that's good" He turned when Aymen approached him then said something in his ear "Okay I will go now I have something urgent"

His sister smiled "Good luck"

He nodded then looked at me "I will meet you later"

I smiled then I nodded as I felt shy and couldn't open my lips I watched him leave then realized that I was left alone with his sister, the Sultana.

"It seems that my brother is very interested in you" She said with a strange smile.

I didn't know what I was supposed to say and all I could think of was "thank you"

"But" she came closer to me looking very serious "Be careful everything changes look at his favorite who is pregnant for example"

What is this woman trying to say, I kept my eyes down I am not prepared for my mission to fail because of a rash move, if we were in Britain I would have made her regret her mockery.

"Anyway good luck all we want is strong and intelligent women in the dynasty" As soon as she finished she took her daughter's hand and walked away while her maids followed her.