Your Grace - Burak Çelik

CHAPTER 2

"Yes, probably- well, if Goktug is your favorite character, you might as well tell Celik himself," said Ozge, a sly smile creeping upon her lips. Ayedah furrowed her eyebrows at her friend. "What do you mean?" she asked, confused. "That's why I'm really here, Ayedah," said Ozge, her tone turning serious. "This isn't just any chat we're having, or a friendly visit-" "Ouch, Ozge, you wouldn't come by just for a friendly visit?" joked Ayedah in a hurt voice. "You wound me." Ozge's lip twitched, but she ignored her friend's joke and continued; "I'm being serious, Ayedah. I'm not here for any normal chat...

I'm here to offer you a job."

Ayedah's eyes widened. "You did mention something about a job yesterday during the call...you were serious?" "Of course!" exclaimed Ozge. "I wouldn't joke about finding you a job, Ayedah- you wound me." Ayedah barely prevented herself from rolling her eyes at her friend's cocky comeback from her own joke, and muttered, "Well I...it's been difficult, see..." her voice trailed off into nothingness. "Well, I am serious about this," Ozge said with a smile. "I am offering you a job." "Where?" asked Ayedah, slightly skeptical. Ozge had assisted her before in looking for a job, and many of the ones she had tried out were found with her help- even though with all of them Ayedah ended up resigning or getting fired. She appreciated Ozge's help, but she was growing skeptical. "Don't scream, alright?" said Ozge, looking suddenly anxious. "Of course not," replied Ayedah, though a knot in her stomach was growing with apprehensiveness.

Ozge smiled wider. "I'm offering you a job on the set of Kurulus Osman with me."

Ayedah's eyes widened. "What?!?" she gasped, her jaw dropping in disbelief. "You can't be-" "As I have mentioned many times before, yes, Ayedah, I am serious!" said Ozge loudly, unable to hold back her laughter at her friend's surprise and shock. "But Ozge- what am I to do?" asked Ayedah, bewildered. "I doubt I'd be able to help with designs, or lighting, or the cameras- least of all act!" Ozge sighed, and placed a hand on Ayedah's shoulder. "You think I don't know you at all, do you? I know you'd be a disaster at any job, no offense," she said. Ayedah looked away and mumbled back, "None taken." "Except anything that included writing, and using your creativity. If you were given an opportunity to write for a job, you would do marvellously, and you would enjoy it!" exclaimed Ozge.

"Which is why I spoke to Mehmet Bozdag- and I personally think he would like very much for you to be an addition to the screenwriters for the show, especially with Season 2 in production." Ayedah blinked at Ozge for a while, and there was silence except for the quiet chomping noise of Stormy eating. Ozge turned and smiled at the cat, and said, "Oh hi, Stormy!" Ayedah continued to stare at Ozge, and finally spoke- her voice came out hoarse. "You mean to say that I could potentially be writing scripts for a TV Show as a job?" she asked. "But Ozge- how does he know I have the capability to write like that- I mean, I have written scripts before when studying drama, but he doesn't know that, does he..?" "Well, he didn't originally, but..." She shifted uncomfortably. "Don't be angry?" Ayedah shook her head, indicating that she wouldn't be. "I showed him some of the writing from your writing blog," explained Ozge.

Over the years since they were children, Ozge had been the only one who Ayedah ever let read the stories she wrote, before one day building up the courage to publish them on a little online blog. She created the blog when she turned eighteen, and had been active on it ever since- she would upload her own creative writing as well as critique her personal favorite examples of literature, and her blog became quite popular on the internet. However, no one knew that it was her as Ayedah went by a pen name; Natasha Owl. Inspired by the popular Marvel Comics character, Natasha Romanoff whose real name was Natalia Alianova Romanova, Ayedah converted her middle name 'Natalya' into 'Natasha' for her blog- as for the Owl, it was her favorite bird, as it symbolized wisdom and regality. At the time when she wrote her blog Ayedah was still in university and she did not want her classmates to know that she was writing a blog even though they already knew how she wrote, especially those studying English Literature with her.