My name is Clarisse Barnes. I was born to my father Luke Barnes, a soldier and my mother Louisia Barnes, a nurse.
I, Clarisse, who got her courage and ability to love from her father and her resilience and innocence from her mother, lost them subsequently at the age of 12 and 14, ended up spending a year with my relatives. My relatives, who abused me and made my life miserable, finally forced me to fight back however before I could made my move, our countrymen lost the war against the Ottoman empire, because of which many girls, including myself, were captured, shipped away and brought to the Topkapi palace to be presented to the King as presents.
Unable to understand their language, customs and their ways, I, Clarisse had no idea how this place was my ultimate fate. A fate that would make my enemies regret my existence, and my allies overjoyed. A fate that would make me into one of the most respected, loved, feared and powerful woman of the Ottoman Empire.
A fate, that would make me, Clarisse Barnes into Mihrişah Sultan.
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Magnificent Century: Mihirsah
Fanfiction|| Highest Ranking in Historical Fiction: 286 || When Clarisse Barnes arrives at the Topkapi Palace she is unaware of what her future holds. However a chance encounter with Kosem Sultan's begins Clarisse's journey from being a slave to becoming one...
