Tears of Pearl

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Authors: TASHA ALEXANDER
he said. “But our way of life is a precarious one that must be protected with vigilance if we don’t want it to slip away. All of Europe will be affected if Turkey becomes more unstable—instability has a way of being contagious.”
    “So we’re witnessing the decline and fall of the Ottomans?”
    “Due in large part to the excessive and obscene spending of Abdül Hamit’s predecessors. They’ve done more palace building than prudent this century—and that went a long way to bankrupting the empire.”
    “Why would anyone with Topkap? Saray? at his disposal want another palace? I’ve never heard such exotic descriptions of a place.”
    “It’s ordinary to anyone who lives in it, I’d imagine.”
    “Not to the concubines when they first arrive and are prepared to meet the sultan. Only think how awestruck they must be to find themselves ensconced in such luxury.”
    “Your imagination is running quite wild, Emily. At any rate, the sultan now lives at Y?ld?z, not Topkap?.”
    I unfolded the paper I was holding. The letter was written in a confident, elegant hand. “This is from someone called Bezime. She says she’s Abdül Aziz’s mother. Who is Abdül Aziz?”
    “He was sultan before Abdül Hamit’s brother, Murat.” Colin sat up, propping his pillows behind him. “And a master of excess, particularly after he visited Europe. I believe he had twenty-five hundred in his harem.”
    “Twenty-five hundred?” I asked.
    “The number does include both slaves and eunuchs as well as the concubines, wives, and children. Murat followed him to the throne but ruled for only three months or so. He was mentally unstable, completely unfit to rule an empire, a raging alcoholic. So he was deposed, and Abdül Hamit the Second succeeded him and agreed to a constitutional monarchy. The Year of Three Sultans, they called it.”
    “When was this?” I asked, kissing his fingers as he spoke.
    “1876. You’re distracting me.”
    “Good,” I said. “But a constitution? There’s no parliament here, is there?”
    “Not anymore. Abdül Hamit dissolved it years ago.”
    “What became of Murat? Nothing pleasant, I imagine.”
    “His brother let him live—although he did announce Murat’s death in the papers. He’s imprisoned in a palace somewhere in the city.”
    “Is he still ill?”
    “Perhaps Bezime can enlighten you on that point. I’ve not the slightest idea.”
    “She writes to invite me to visit her at Topkap? Saray?.”
    “Which is the old palace. Where discarded harem girls go to do whatever it is they do after they’re discarded.”
    “It must be a dreadful life. Tedious.” I sat up straight and turned to the window, my bare feet dangling off the edge of the bed.
    “Tell me you’re not thinking of opening the shutters,” Colin said, scowling as I crossed the room. I flung them aside without answering him and pushed the tall windows out, a gush of watery air filling the room.
    “It’s a glorious day,” I said. “Don’t be so lazy.”
    “Lazy? No, my dear. Never lazy.” He sprang up, swooped me off my feet, and dropped me back on the bed. “Stroke of genius, actually, letting in the light. I much prefer being able to see you.”
    I smiled. Breakfast would be more than late.
    Within moments of arriving at the palace—the huge outer courtyard of which contained the Imperial Mint, the newly completed Archaeological Museum, and a bakery from whose windows wafted the most delicious yeasty smell of fresh bread—I decided that should I ever be discarded, I would be quite content to find this the site of my banishment, although I did momentarily reconsider this position as a guard led me past the Executioner’s Fountain. I paused in front of it, imagining the men who, over hundreds of years, had washed in it their bloody hands and swords after public beheadings.
    We reached the end of the courtyard’s path and Topkap? Saray?’s Gate of Salutations—a tall structure with two pointed towers the

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