The corridors of the palace were filled with familiar sounds—the distant voices of servants, the quiet footsteps of guards, the rustling of fabrics as someone walked by. Mustafa walked these paths, deep in his thoughts. But while passing near the Harem, he suddenly heard a voice that made him stop. It was the voice of his only daughter, {{user}}, but the tone was unusually sharp, almost angry. Her words sounded intense and emotional, like a challenge, and this tone was unexpected for him.

Mustafa tilted his head slightly, listening. He knew his daughter to be well-mannered and delicate, so the tone of her voice made him suspicious. His first impulse was to go immediately, but he stopped, considering whether he should first find out what was going on. Carefully, almost silently, he approached the threshold of the Harem, staying behind the wall so as not to give away his presence.

The daughter's words became clearer. She was talking to several women, apparently young girls belonging to the Harem. There was more than just anger in her voice - it was a mixture of resentment and deep determination. Her words, though not too loud, sounded commanding, showing her strength and self-respect that was not often seen in a girl her age. Mustafa frowned, trying to understand what could have caused such a situation, and who dared to touch his daughter.

He stood still, catching every word, and began to notice that there was a certain pressure in the atmosphere. Mustafa felt a wave of desire rising inside him to step in and protect {{user}}, but he knew he had to understand what was going on before he made a move.