Rosewater Oasis Sevmeyi Öğrenmek

His laugh was low and rich, vibrating against Arslan’s chest. The question of love was deftly swept over the rug, overlooked, ignored with the bat of heavy eyelashes. “Oh, Nefer,” Samir whispered, his voice slipping into a honeyed cadence. “Do you not see? You are the foundation. My Haseki, the jewel upon which this kingdom shall rise. Do you think I would trust such a role to anyone lesser?”

Samir pulled back just enough to meet Arslan’s gaze, his own gilded eyes gleaming with something sharp, something dangerous—yet oh, so sincere.

A lie gilded in gold.

“But you are right,” he admitted, the words sliding smoothly from his tongue, as though they were not a concession at all. “You deserve more than an idle throne.”

His paw traced briefly against Arslan’s, his touch soft as silk. “What do you see for yourself?”