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STORIES of ROOMS

HAFSA SULTAN – 1302

HAFSA SULTAN – 1302

A midnight…The moon is full…Everywhere is brilliant…Manisa palace under the low beam in a hall with a smile, the sad light of turquoise tiles face: Hafsa Sultan…Her rosy lips are moving with prays…The only hope of this beautiful women whose expectations disappearing day by day to reunion with his lover; is his son Süleyman…The year is 1517…Hafsa’s fearless husband the Sultan of Ottoman Yavuz is now in Ridaniye running from one victory to another…Whereas this unique beauty, with Selim’s throne, was supposed to come to the day of her dreams…  Rose-faced Sultan, for years pant that his wife’s rows and shouted: “I hope that this slave, your weak and incapable of the shelter that you Sultan of my foot into the soil face riding facilities deprive not. I would hope that, from me, we’ll grant Sultan of my grace. Sultan Suleiman, the throne, the profound peace and happiness to the unfortunate mother clasped. Now only dream of, in mosques, madrasas, schools and hospitals and Manisa was to complete the lighting of the complex to the Sultan.