Chapter 23

                                    

                                          

Trigger Warning: Blood, torture and crucifixion.
As stated at the end of last chapter, I haven't seen the whole series of Ertugrul, but the torture part was inspired from a clip I stumbled upon on Youtube of the series.
I'll put two half-moons at the start of the torture scene, so if you're feeling uncomfortable with, you can skip it. The chapter will end after this with two half-moons as well.

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Bubbles were forcibly coming out of her mouth.
She couldn't breathe.
Her head was forced underwater.
None other than Cilali was holding her head, the Vizier only watched.
For now that is.
His eyes were engulfed with rage.
She tried to remain calm, but her reflexes reacted otherwise.
Her head was suddenly yanked up, and her exhausted lungs could hardly breathe in air.
Her hands were tied behind her back and she was on her knees.
In front of her sits the Vizier, clenching his fists with rage.
''Mihrimah...'' he sneered, while she heaved for air. ''Pity... We could have been great together, but you had played me all along.''
As he stood up, he said. ''Who would have thought that all this time you have collaborated with Osman? After all what we have been through together!'' he yelled, kicking the stoll he sat on earlier.
He then turned to Mihrimah and took her around her neck with one of his hands, while Celali was still holding on to her hair. ''Now tell me what I want to know and you'll get a proper death.''
He let go of her neck. He took the stool from the floor and sat in front of her. Closer.
He held on to her hair and brought her face closer to his. ''Now. What is Osman planning? Where is he going to attack?''
Mihrimah clenched her teeth in order to and took a deep breath to ignore the pain she was in. ''You'll never get a proper burial after I'm done with you.'' she threatened.
He clenched her hair harder. ''You know. You're just like your uncle Osman. Both playing with fire.''
Mihrimah could feel a rage replace her pain and head-butted the Vizier hard. He let go of her hair, only for Celali to take her by the arms and restrain her.
''Your whole tribe will pay for it with their lives. Unless you tell me... But first...'' he made eye contact with Celali to continue with the torture.
She could hear the Vizier speaking from underwater. ''Tell me what I want to know!''
Mihrimah never had the choice to answer. Not that she would, though.
Celali kept torturing her continually.
Her lungs were hurting so much.
Her blood slightly began to mix with the ice cold water.
After a while, her lungs started burning even more.
''I can see the panic in your eyes. You want this to end, and I will end it for you. Just tell me what I want to know.''
''N-Never...'' she hardly whispered, and the Vizier, who also had been a part of the torture, let go of her, causing her to fall sideways on the ground.