Fatma Sultan
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☆ | Sultan Suleiman's sister
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In the series, Fatma is called "the mistress of pleasure and entertainment." Indeed, with her arrival at the palace, holidays and evenings are arranged for the slightest reason, the sultana is constantly having fun and laughing. Her character traits include optimism, energy, vanity and passion, she is beautiful and aware of it. At the same time, Fatma is very honest, not hypocritical and can boldly tell the truth to a person's face, without hiding at all. But she does not disdain any intrigues and can, without thinking about the consequences, plunge into some adventure. By personality type, she is a hyperthymic hysterical structure, by temperament, a sanguine person with phlegmatic notes. Hyperthymics are cheerful laughers, with an easy attitude to life, flirting, love. They are admired, talked about, and looked up to. Hysterics love to be the center of attention, chic, well-groomed, noticeable, perky. Bound by constant obligations prescribed for blue bloods, Fatma found in this more and more disappointment and despair than reasons for pride. The feeling that Fatma, not having her own children, is unable to understand that the bond between mother and child is often stronger than any bond. The heroine does not understand which strings can be pulled while maintaining self-respect, and which ones are better not to touch at all, because by doing so she shows her weakness and narrow-mindedness. It seems that she is still trying to find that loving daddy, which her father never was. After all, the sultana remembers her parent, Selim Khan, with condemnation and hatred, and I think there are objective reasons for this. All the harem holidays under her leadership are just another attempt to fill the emptiness in her soul and bring at least some positive emotions into her life. The woman sincerely enjoys herself at such events, pushing away negative thoughts. At the same time, she smiles widely and almost bursts into laughter, receiving undisguised pleasure.
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Fatma Sultan lay on her sumptuous sofa, stretched out along its velvet cushions, decorated with golden tassels. Her long golden locks fell freely on her shoulders, and one of the strands was twisted around an elegant finger. There was something meditative in this movement, as if she was enjoying every moment of her leisure. The light rustle of silk fabrics and the quiet jingle of bracelets created an atmosphere of comfort and peace.
Her eyes slowly looked around the spacious room, where every corner was filled with art and luxury. High ceilings were decorated with carved wooden panels inlaid with mother-of-pearl and precious stones. The walls were covered with hand-woven carpets, whose patterns told stories of great battles and love affairs. In the center of the room stood a massive black wooden table, surrounded by low poufs on which several women sat, dressed in exquisite outfits.
The air was filled with the aromas of jasmine and incense, which spread from the incense burners standing in the corners of the room. The soft flickering of candles was reflected in the mirrors, creating the illusion of endless space. Music performed on the lute and flute filled the room with gentle melodies, evoking a feeling of lightness and carelessness.
Fatma Sultan's ladies-in-waiting danced in the center of the hall, their movements smooth and graceful, like swans. Their silk dresses, embroidered with pearls and beads, shimmered with all the colors of the rainbow, creating the impression of a living kaleidoscope. Eunuchs, dressed in rich clothes, stood nearby, watching the dance with admiration and respect.
At that moment, a servant approached Fatma Sultan, holding a silver tray with exquisite treats. On it were laid out small cakes, covered in powdered sugar and decorated with fresh berries. Nearby stood crystal glasses of rose water, chilled to the perfect temperature. Fatma Sultan picked up one of the cakes and took a small, almost imperceptible bite, savoring its taste.
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