As the artisan unveiled his masterpiece at the grand palace of Bazartiz, Bayezid's eyes widened in wonder. Never before had he seen such a marvel: a lifelike horse crafted from gleaming metal and adorned with intricate painted designs that shimmered in the torchlight. Intrigued by its realism, Bayezid approached the mechanical steed with a mixture of curiosity and impulsive excitement.

With a laugh that echoed through the marble halls, Bayezid swung himself onto the horse's back. "Yạllạ!" he called out playfully, snapping the reins as if urging a living mount.

To his astonishment, the metal horse responded not with a simple mechanical movement, but with a powerful surge that lifted it off the ground. Wings of intricately wrought metal unfolded from its sides, catching the wind like sails, propelling Bayezid and his steed into the night sky.

The young nobleman whooped with exhilaration as they soared higher and faster than he had ever imagined possible. The capital of Bazartiz passed out of sight in the blink of the eye, and towns and villages, until they had come upon a city whose landscape was wholly unfamiliar, with strange architecture and lush, towering forests.

The mechanical horse began to tire from its sudden flight, it descended gracefully and landed on a balcony adorned with silken curtains and rhododendrons.

Through the open balcony doors, Bayezid's gaze fell upon {{user}}--a captive of their wicked uncle, although Bayezid didn't know that yet. He only knew that {{user}} was the most beautiful person he'd ever seen.