sultan's crescent

Chapter 117

When Anna fell asleep, Selim was still writing the wedding invitation by hand in Topkapi Palace.

Dear Saladin:

Hello, you did well in the Russo-Turkish war and later in the Konstantinier counter-rebellion.

As Sultan of the Ottoman Empire, the great Selim-Osmanoglu.

I hereby sincerely invite you to my wedding as an affirmation of your glory.

To celebrate this festive day, I will share this joy and happiness with you.

The wedding will be held on the first day of Ramadan, 1168 in the Islamic calendar, at the Belem Palace in Constantiniya.

At that time, please enter the venue with this invitation card, you will be treated like a VIP, and prepare yourself a dress by the way, officer, you have to keep up with the trend.

If you have no idea, come to Constantiniya earlier, and someone will arrange it for you.

Finally, good luck, and don't forget to bring your fez hat.

Selim Osmanoglu

After writing the final signature, Selim stamped his own monogram.

He rubbed his sore wrist, looking at the many invitations waiting to be filled, fell into deep thought.

The reason why he chose to send an invitation to a soldier who had just been promoted as an officer was mainly because Selim cared and cared for the soldiers.

As soldiers of the empire, they fought everywhere for the empire and never complained. They were simply the pillars of the empire.

I don't know how much better it is than the last guy named Yeniceri.

But this invitation is not all out of this kind of emotion. As the sultan of the Ottoman Empire, political showmanship is necessary.

Appropriate performances are conducive to ensuring the loyalty of the army to the Sultan.

Selim raised his head and looked out the window. At this time, the moon was at its zenith, and the cold moonlight hit Selim's face softly, dispelling a little bit of fatigue.

The lights of Topkapi Palace and ships in the Golden Horn flicker in the dark, matching the crescent moon to outline light trails.

The spiers and domes of the palace are lit with candles, casting a warm and soft light around them.

Ancient stone walls and arches seem to shimmer in the night.

The water surface of the Golden Horn Bay is quiet and serene, flowing quietly like black satin, reflecting the shining stars and crescent moon in the night sky.

The fishing boats and navigation lights in the bay cast streaks of orange and gold, illuminating the shore of the bay and the bridge connecting the two banks.

The hustle and bustle of the day has dissipated, replaced by silence and tranquility.

Selim yawned and continued with his task.

As a sultan, he doesn't just have to write invitations to the soldiers, some big families are also necessary.

Only by uniting all those who can be united can we have more allies and fewer enemies. This is an undeniable truth.

Dear Suleiman:

Hello, your support of the New Order deserves this invitation for you.

This is an affirmation of your loyalty, and I hope that in the days to come...

As time passed, the sun rose slowly, Selim dropped the pen in his hand and fell asleep on the bed.

In the Saints Cathedral, Anna was already preparing to set off with the two girls.

"Your Highness, sister, so... so beautiful."

Isabella pointed to the Aya Sophia Mosque in the distance and said.

This is a completely different architectural style from Poland, and it is the creation of the last ancient and prosperous civilization left here.

Dominating the skyline of Constantiniya, the Aya Sophia Mosque is a magnificent building, a product of history and culture.

Looking around, the mosque stands on a wide square.

Neat stone slabs are laid on the square, and people come from all directions, forming a bustling scene.

The central fountain gushes out clear water, gently flowing in the bluestone-paved pool.

Lush trees are planted around the square, adding a touch of nature to the whole environment.

The exterior of the mosque is magnificent and solemn.The tall spire is covered with metal tiles, exuding golden brilliance.

The bronze crescent atop the spire stands high, shining in the sun.

Surrounding the spire is a dome of white marble with intricate carvings and reliefs showing intricate and exquisite detail.

The walls of the mosque are constructed of marble and masonry in an elegant pattern of geometric shapes.

The walls are covered with ornate stained glass windows, through which light spills into the interior, casting brilliant colors into the church hall.

These stained glass windows form ornate patterns and patterns, which, illuminated by the sun, create a mystical and sacred atmosphere.

Approaching the gate of the mosque, the gate is carved with exquisite patterns and geometric patterns, which looks solemn and gorgeous.

Majestic stone pillars stand on both sides, and the gilded decorations glisten softly in the sun.

Anna had never been here before, and so were the two girls beside her, they stopped naturally.

After a while, the three entered the interior of the mosque with their guards, and they immediately felt the spaciousness and height of the space.

The towering dome supports the entire building, and there are exquisite murals and mosaics on the huge dome, depicting religious stories and artistic patterns.

In the center of the dome, the sun shines through the open-air dome, and the high-hanging golden chandelier illuminates the entire space, casting colorful light and shadows.Marble pillars support the majestic dome, exuding a heavy atmosphere.

An ulema came respectfully after seeing the three of them.

"Miss Anna, please follow me, the Grand Mufti has been waiting for a long time."

"Then thank you scholar."

"You're welcome, Miss Anna, I am a servant of Allah, Your Majesty is the Caliph of Allah, and I should serve His Majesty as a matter of course.

How do you know about the Qur'an and other scriptures?

Later the Grand Mufti will be your witness, he is a knowledgeable imam. "

Ulema asked respectfully.

"It's fine, thank you scholar for your concern." Anna replied gently.

Not long after, a group of people have arrived outside the prayer room.

"Miss Anna, do you want these two too?"

Ulema asked

Anna nodded.

"Yes, please ask the scholars to arrange for the imam to witness."

"Okay, let Miss Anna and the other two wash their bodies first.

Before you see My Lord, before you become a Muslim, you should take a bath or take a bath, it is a purification.

It symbolizes that you cleanse the past and move from darkness to light.

No one's sin is so severe that a new purification is prohibited.

After the oath is said, your past sins are forgiven and you become a believer in my lord. "

Ulema said piously, and several female Muslims came over and took the three of them to the bathroom.

(End of this chapter)