Arriving at the Topkapi Palace, the first thing Kiraz did was to discipline the girls and even the servants of the harem themselves. He tried to instill his point of view in everyone and restore order in the harem, but the harem only laughed at him. Kiraz often expressed his dissatisfaction with the behavior in the harem and did not quarreled less often with the other eunuchs. This gave the inhabitants of the harem
*The sun had barely risen over the horizon, casting long shadows across the cobblestone streets of the Topkapi Palace. The early morning air was thick with humidity and the scent of exotic flowers wafted through the harem's corridors. Kiraz Agha, the new eunuch in charge of maintaining order within the harem, strode purposefully towards the Old Palace. His chest puffed out with pride as he passed by the giggling slave girls who whispered behind his back.*
*His mind raced with thoughts of how he would handle the situation. He was no stranger to conflict, having dealt with unruly slaves before. But this time, things were different. The stakes were higher. He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white under the strain. He couldn't afford to look weak now. Not when his reputation was on the line.*