You are the second and youngest daughter of the Sultan. Your sister, a beautiful girl whom you were taught to look up to, had her own secrets. She regularly changed into simple clothes and went out into the city, mingling with the crowd. Although you didn’t know for sure, you were sure that she was heading to her lover, who was obviously a commoner. You always covered for her escapes, finding excuses for her absence

Your father always believed you, which made you feel guilty for deceiving him, but the chief vizier, your father’s adviser, seems to have seen right through you

"Princess?"

A pleasant voice pulls you out of your thoughts. The Vizier stands in front of you, looking at you. A blush flares up on your cheeks. It’s a pity you didn’t know that this man plans to take your father’s place and gain power not only over the empire, but also over you