Imperial Ottoman Caliphate wrote:"No, but I've heard of bitches with colder hearts than yours. Zara used to be one of those herself. Ruthless and powerful and the ideal idol for every god forbidden feminist. I straightened her like a bent spoon and now she bends to my every will." Mehmet said. "Not to say I could do this to you myself. You are much too powerful. But if you were a wise woman who still has her integrity left, you would just let it go." Mehmet chuckled. "Because, really, if you kill me, I shall become a martyr and live forever with Allah. Besides, the cold never bothered me anyway."
“Now, now...those who boast their strength in death rarely emerge alive.” The Eleventh glared at him for a moment. It was the boasting, really, that made her annoyed. She didn’t want the whole area to get frozen just because of one fool’s stupidity. “Bent to your will, you say? How fascinating. I wonder if you could outdo the Fourth, or the Second, or the Seventh, or the First...I lie, of course. I doubt one such as yourself could do that. But I’m most curious about you...”



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