Narrator P.O.V
Konya
Bisol had his prisoners to be tightly tied. It was like snakes were tied on there hands. The blood (there was a bit of blood on their hands because their hands were tied very tightly) was like poison from the snake. Their hands were not able to breathe. It was as if they'd fall off their arms. They were put in a cage and were being dragged by the soldiers on horses. Life was dreadful for them but they did not lose hope in Allah.
"Ya Allah, please have mercy on us, please free us from these infidels some how. Please do not let any harm come upon my son Yigit or my daughters Halime and Zeynep" Sehzade Numan prayed.
Zeynep smiled although, she still had a dear longing for her real father and mother.
"Allah had blessed us for letting Yigit bring you to the tribe, Insha Allah we will face of this captive problem together too! Whenever you are sad, we are sad. When you are happy we are happy. When you cry, we cry. When you laugh, we laugh." Halime smiled
"Thank you abla!" Zeynep smiled
Yigit turned away embarrassed "I didn't really find her, she was just on the street, she found our place I guess." He said, trying to find words.
They all laughed but were halted when someone had to spoil it.
"I am so happy that you are excited for death! Is this what you are laughing about? Or....have you changed your mind? Will you become Sultan?" Bisol sarcastically asked.
"We will die for our state! How many times do I need to tell you? Even a newborn baby would know what I am saying! I will say it once more: I. Am. Not. Going. To. Betray. My. State. And. I. Will. Not. Become. Sultan!" Numan yelled.
"Whatever! You'll surely be laughing when you are dying. With poison? Oh, you may be hanged! Would love to see your head dangling down the rope! Bahahaha! Or.....BEHEADED! Blood! Blood! Blood everywhere on the floor! Your blood! How do you want to die? Do not worry, I will laugh with you when you die!" Bisol cackled whilst holding his stomach.
Numan ignored him and put his hand around his son. "Don't worry son, he'll get what he deserves in hell" he assured and Yigit nodded in response to his father.
Kayi Tribe
"Aah look who's here! The bloody oldster, Suleyman!" Selcan whispered to Kurdoglu.
"Where did he go?" Kurdoglu curiously asked
"Not sure, riding his horse? Seems like he didn't take any alps with him either." Selcan answered, though, she knew where he went and whom he went with.
"Ughhh! I could've gone and killed him over there!" Kurdoglu shouted, grabbing Selcan's shoulders.
"Get your hands off me! We both want the same thing; Suleyman Shah to be killed! But what about Hayme, you loved her, didn't you? Would you kill her too?" she scoffed
"No...she would be my wife as she should have been long ago! It seemed like that oldster saw my love for her and took her to his tent! He probably didn't even love her! She deserved a powerful person like me! And she accepted Suleyman's proposal aswell! I had to marry another woman and forget about Hayme."
" Your wife? Hah! Pathetic! If she saw you kill her husband, Suleyman, she would never marry you! Also, if you think he never loved her, he was the one who suggested the ride to her! They picked flowers, laughed together! And you think she will be in your tent soon enough? Wonderful! I am enjoying your imagination, Kurdoglu!" Selcan roared.
"How do you know this? You said you did not know!" Kurdoglu questioned with fury.
"Do you not know what sarcasm is? I guess because you have not had enough of it!" she snorted
"AAGH YOU MAKE ME MAD, GET OUT OF MY TENT! NOW!" he commanded
Selcan manoeuvred out of his tent, still laughing.
"Abla! Where were you? Gundogdu Abi is calling you! And why were you with Kurdoglu?" Gokce informed.
"Did he say why?" Selcan asked. Gokce shook her head. "Alright then. I am coming. Oh and Kurdoglu, I thought that was my tent but seemed like it's his. I am a bit tired, that's why I thought that. Anyways, see you later, I am going to Gundogdu." Selcan responded
'She thought it was her tent? Was she really tired and thought that? Hm, Allah knows her intentions' Gokce thought as she brushed off her previous conversation with her sister, off her head. She did not wonder further into her sisters doings. Instead, she thought of her recent conversation with Ertugrul.
Flashback of conversation with Ertugrul:
Gokce is picking a few flowers in a meadow and sees Ertugrul with his alps.
'Ertugrul! Ertugrul!' she shouted
He noticed her calling for him so he said something to his alps and they carried on riding as he approached Gokce.
'What has happened Gokce?' he asked
' I was wondering where you were going. Is everything alright?' she replied
' Yes everything is fine, Alhamdulilah! The alps and I are going hunting. Feeling a bit bored, pray that we will come back with a huge hunt, InshaAllah' he chuckled
'Of course! How can anyone miss the arrow of the great Ertugrul Bey?' she laughed.
'Thank you Gokce bacim. Now, I think you should get to the tribe otherwise others will hunt you!' he joked. 'Shall I take you to the tribe?' he offered
A huge smile spread across her face 'I'd love that!' she cried
'Alpler! Stay in this part of the forest, I am coming soon!' he shouted loudly.
Gokce happily mounted her horse and they galloped to the tribe. Ertugrul took her horse once they had arrived and she dismounted it. Selcan was sitting with her husband, Gundogdu when she caught eye of her sister and Ertugrul. She grinned and watched them.
'Thank you Ertugrul!' Gokce thanked.
'No problem Gokce bacim. You are like a little sister to me. Of course I will protect you since I am like a big brother to you' he said and then he got on his horse and went to the place his alps had stopped.
'Bacim? Younger sister? Big brother?And I thought he loved me!' Gokce had stopped smiling.
Flashback ended.
Gokce smiled as she remembered it. A frown appeared on her face when she remembered the word 'bacim'.
'Ugh! He just calls me bacim! Why?' she thought so loudly that if you were near her, you could hear it.
Bisol and his prisoners place
It had been a few hours and they had reached a forest. Bisol ordered a few soldiers to check if the area was a secure place and he was told that they were safe. Yigit asked where they were taking them and Numan replied "To our palace son".
Halime asked "So this was our fate? To be killed by our uncle when he became sultan?"
"I won't let anything happen to any of you!" Numan reassured.
Halime gave a weak smile. Bisol handed an apple to Halime.
"I don't want any of your food! Move it!" she insisted.
"Water?" he asked.
"NO! Move it away! If you do desperately want to feed us, give it to Yigit or Zeynep!" she shouted in response.
"Ok then." he replied as he poured all the water on to the floor. Halime looked away as she was perched. But, she was not going to drink the enemies water. Never.
Ertugrul and Alps place
Ertugrul and his alps split up as they reached the forest. Ertugrul had found a gazelle.
Cautiously, he chased after it. But little did he know that the gazelle would make him a saviour. A distance away from him, Halime was unlocking the cage they were in. A soldier went next to her and she grabbed his key and killed him so that was how at his point she was unlocking the cage. Quietly, they fled. They thought they were safe until one of the soldiers shouted "The captives are escaping!!!"
All of the soldiers ran after them. Yigit, Halime and Zeynep were in front of Sehzade Numan. They ran for their lives. Bisol and his gang were not far. Bisol shot Numan in his leg. And that's what stopped them from running.
"Baba ! Baba! Are you ok Baba?!" Halime shouted worriedly.
"Halime, take Yigit and Zeynep with you and run! Quick!" He ordered.
"No baba! We need to take care of you! We cant leave you here to die!" she sobbed.
The Templars had arrived.
"You thought you could escape huh? HUH?!" Bisol grabbed Halime by her hair and threw her onto the floor.
Meanwhile, Ertugrul was slowly coming towards the gazelle. It was the perfect time to shoot. He was just about to shoot when he heard "BABA! BABAA!" It seemed like a woman's voice. He did not hesitate to see what was happening. He reached them to see 4 innocent prisoners threatened with swords. He felt like he recognised the little girl. Well, Zeynep was his sister so it may be why he felt like he could recognise her from far. And he shot the arrow of justice into the soldiers.
His alps came and joined him. Dogan, Turgut and Bamsi.
They finally killed all those Templars. All except from Bisol. Him and Ertugrul had a one to one fight. With his dagger, Ertugrul killed Bisol.
"That's what you get! Were laughing at your death now!" Zeynep spat at Bisol's dead body.
Ertugrul came close to the prisoners and his jaw dropped.
"Zeynep?" he could barely say. "Zeynep?" he said louder.
Within seconds they embraced, "Abi!" she replied happily. "Abi you need to fix Numan Baba's wound."
"Kardesim!" he cried. He ordered Turgut to get some oak leaves and they wrapped it around Numan's leg. Halime helped him. They stared at each other. After they finished, Ertugrul suggested for them to come to the tribe with Zeynep.
"Baba and Ana have missed you so much Zeynep. And so have I" he laughed.
"Halime abla, come to our tribe please. Numan Baba can heal there." Zeynep pleaded.
"We would be a burden. It is fine we can take of ourselves. May Allah bless you.Have a safe journey," Halime replied.
"The jackals would have already smelt the blood. What can you as a woman do by yourself?" Ertugrul asked.
"I said we won't go! We owe you our lives for saving us. We will pay them one day. Tell me your name." Halime insisted.
"Ertugrul from the Kayi Tribe. As you wish. May God be with you."