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When the Malkyer Government inform the Ottoman Government, that their leader King Dayan Saarad and his advisers were coming to visit Istanbul, the Sultan order his Imperial Black Guard to be the honor guard for the upcoming state visited. Where the king will be taken to Sultan Palace, where he will meet face to face the Sultan of the Ottoman Empire, then after the meeting between the Sultan and the King. The king will be taken to the House of Viziers, where he will make a guest speech to the Viziers in the House.


At Istanbul International Airport

The Honor guard watch as the King Dayan Saarad plane landed , they all waited for the King to get out of the plane so they could taken him to the Sultan Palace..

The door of the plane opened, and six Royal Marineswalked down the stairs and took up positions along the bottom. Dayan stepped into the bright sunlight, blinking as his eyes adjusted to bright Istanbul sunshine. He nodded acknowledgement at the Ottoman soldiers, and began walking down the steps. When he reached the bottom, the Marines saluted. Once he returned the salute, they fell in step behind him and his translator, an RIA officer named Mahmoud.

Dayan looked at the Ottomans for moment, grinned, and headed toward the car that would take him to the Sultan's palace.

At Istanbul International Airport

The Honor guard watch as the King Dayan Saarad plane landed , they all waited for the King to get out of the plane so they could taken him to the Sultan Palace..

The King was taken to the Sultan Palace ( http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/Buildings/famous_DolmabahcePalace.jpg )
Where he exchange greeting with the Sultan Suleiman Al Bashir II (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/el_fadil.gif) , Grand Vizier Mehmed Pasa Sokollu (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/marcus.jpg) and Prime Minister Uthman Bin Bashir (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/baltar.jpg). They were taken to meeting room, where everyone was seated.

“How was the trip from Malkyer to here, King?” ask Sultan Suleiman Al Bashir II

As they took their seats Sultan Bashir asked, "How was the trip from Malkyer to here, King?"

Dayan leaned back in his chair, and replied "Too long, Sultan. But, I was able to get some sleep, so it wasn't too terrible. It's nice to finally be in Istanbul, though. I confess I've never been to this part of the world before. How are things in the Khaif?"

“Ah, good to hear…well everything is fine in the Ottoman Empire, we are mostly busy tending to growing needs of the people and the arm forces..”reply the Sultan

“King Dayan Saarad, I understand you have added some new lands to your empire. Is this true?” asked Grand Vizier Mehmed Pasa Sokollu

“Yes, I would like to know more of this latest land take over of your nation.” added Prime Minister Uthman Bin Bashir

“King Dayan Saarad, I understand you have added some new lands to your empire. Is this true?” asked Grand Vizier Mehmed Pasa Sokollu

“Yes, I would like to know more of this latest land take over of your nation.” added Prime Minister Uthman Bin Bashir

"Ah, you're referring to Australia, I guess? Yes, once our billionth citizen was born, we realized we were running out of room, so I had the Navy talk with the Australian government, to convince them to accept annexation by the Crown. It went pretty well, all things considered. The economy and standard of living has gone up since they joined, and most people are pretty happy, especially the new settlers." He paused to clear his throat. He turned to look at the Prime Minister. "It wasn't really a take-over, per se, more of a...friendly deal," he said with a grin.

“So King are you married, if you don’t mind asking you. For me I am married to three petty women…it’s a joy and pain at times…”The Sultan said the last with a hint of humor..

“Well interesting alway “good” to get land peaceful, without fighting a bloody war over the land. Some of the lands in the Confederation of the Ottoman Empire had joined the union peaceful, which is always good to happen.” Said the Grand Vizier

Then a Ottoman Cook enter the room and handed out the Turkish Coffee to everyone in the room, Turkish Coffee was a very strong drink which could wake anyone up from a deep sleep or from being tired. It was a favorite drink for Ottomans.

“So King are you married, if you don’t mind asking you. For me I am married to three petty women…it’s a joy and pain at times…”The Sultan said the last with a hint of humor..

“Well interesting alway “good” to get land peaceful, without fighting a bloody war over the land. Some of the lands in the Confederation of the Ottoman Empire had joined the union peaceful, which is always good to happen.” Said the Grand Vizier

Then a Ottoman Cook enter the room and handed out the Turkish Coffee to everyone in the room, Turkish Coffee was a very strong drink which could wake anyone up from a deep sleep or from being tired. It was a favorite drink for Ottomans.

Dayan nodded to the Grand Vizier, and then turned back to the Sultan. "No, actually I am not. I started thinking about it awhile ago, but then what with the war against the Dracun Imperium it sort...slipped my mind. Some of my aides have said that makes me a lucky man," he said with a small laugh. He nodded his thanks to the cook who'd brought coffee. Personally he prefered tea, but he drank in the interest of politeness.

"So, tell me about your wives, if that's alright?" he asked the Sultan.

“Ah my wives…well my wife Sophia al Fuad bin Bashir (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/sandra_bullock.jpg) she is the head of her own company in clothing, she is from Damascus...then my second wife Roxelane Lisowska bin Bashir (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/EvaLongoriaX.jpg) is from Ottoman Ukraine, she is a major shareholder in Sophia company. Last but not least my third wife Haziqah bin Bashir (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/Sh86.jpg) she is also a shareholder in my first wife company. Her family is from the colony of New Granada. Well that’s about it for me. You should said you were thinking of get a wife correct? Well I may have someone for you to meet.. later on..”said the Sultan

"Really? Wonderful..." Dayan paused to take a sip of the strong coffee. Well, at least he wasn't tired from the plane ride anymore, he thought. "This is excellent coffee. Normally I drink tea, but I'll have to arrange to get some of this sent back to Malkyer with me. When am I to speak before the House of Viziers?" He had a speech prepared, but he wanted a chance to go over it again before he spoke to the Viziers.

Grand Vizier Mehmed Pasa Sokollu looked at his watch and reply to the King question. He said” The House of Vizier meeting will began within 3 hour, you plenty time to do as you time for the time being.”

“What could the Viziers be doing now?” ask the Sultan brother Prime Minister Uthman Bin Bashir

“Well, most likely they debating the peacetime arm forces acts, that they want passed. As the saying goes, if you want peace be ready for war…so with that. The Viziers are expanding the framework of the arm forces, when the threat of war comes. Its funny, even in peace we are unable to relax, we always uneasy about something… that lays in the dark. We can never enjoy real peace.. Right now the Viziers are passing the acts to expand the reserve cores by 6 fold and more funding for navy and air force. War..its only thing we know..”said Sultan Suleiman Al Bashir II

“What could the Viziers be doing now?” ask the Sultan brother Prime Minister Uthman Bin Bashir

“Well, most likely they debating the peacetime arm forces acts, that they want passed. As the saying goes, if you want peace be ready for war…so with that. The Viziers are expanding the framework of the arm forces, when the threat of war comes. Its funny, even in peace we are unable to relax, we always uneasy about something… that lays in the dark. We can never enjoy real peace.. Right now the Viziers are passing the acts to expand the reserve cores by 6 fold and more funding for navy and air force. War..its only thing we know..”said Sultan Suleiman Al Bashir II

"I understand how you feel," said Dayan. "The world is an unfriendly place. These are trying times we live in. But we can have confidence in our allies, I guess. Do not worry," he continued, looking at the Sultan. "Malkyer stands by its allies."

“Yes its good have loyal allies in the world….”said the Sultan ,he was cut off in mid sentence, when Ottoman Officer enter room and told whisper something to him in his ear.

“Very well, have them come in.” He said to the Officer
Then the doors open, then General Ali Hassan Pasha (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/03146-6.jpg), Commander of the Ottoman Second Army, hero of Acre Union, Russian, First and Second Soviet war. One of the greatest Generals in the Ottoman Army, also one of the Highest-ranking Generals ,Enter the room and spoke to the Sultan.
“I am please that you have called to this meeting with our allies, The King of Malkyer is always welcome to my home and its good to see you my Sultan.” Then he was seated and given Turkish coffee
Then Minister from Kiev, Ottoman Ukraine, enters the room. He was Minister Nicholas Petrovic (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/shaddam.jpg)
He said to the King…” I heard that you are not married is this true my good king?” he ask

The Prime Minister rolled his eyes and knew what the Minister was thinking, and was not too happy with the idea..

"Thank you, General," Dayan said as Ali Hassan Pasha sat and took some coffee. The man carried himself like a true soldier. He looked at Petrovic when the Russian man spoke to him.

"I heard that you are not married, is this true my good king?"

Dayan arched an eyebrow at the unexpected question. Petrovic...I remember that name. Ah, yes, he's a noble. "No, Minister, no I am not. May I ask why you'd like to know?" Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the Prime Minister rolling his eyes. I think I know where this is going, thought Dayan, and I am not excited about it.

The Prime Minister rolled his eyes and knew what the Minister was thinking, and was not too happy with the idea..

Then the Sultan spoke to Minister Petrovic in Russian
“Petrovic, why must always do this…why must you try to married off your Daughters. “Then he rolled his eyes” Oh why do I ask these questions…go ahead ask him.”

Then Petrovic reply to the Sultan in Russian
“Why you ask Sultan?, because I have three unmarried daughters and this is my chance to married one off!” He said with a smile

The Prime Minister and Grand Vizier both knew Russian, just rolled their eyes and said nothing..

Then Minister Petrovic began to speak to the King
“Well my good King, would you like to meet one of daughters..her name is Dr. Tatiana Petrovic, she is 27 years old.” Then he handed him a picture of her
Dr. Tatiana Petrovic (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/famke.jpg)

“ Petrovic you never stop to sicken me at times.” Said the Sultan in Russian, has began shake his head..

The Sultan spoke to Petrovic in Russian, apparently unaware that Dayan was fluent.

"Petrovic, why must always do this…why must you try to married off your Daughters." Then he rolled his eyes. "Oh why do I ask these questions…go ahead ask him."

Petrovic tried to defend himself, but in the end turned to Dayan, who was trying not to smile. "Well my good King, would you like to meet one of daughters..her name is Dr. Tatiana Petrovic, she is 27 years old," he said, handing Dayan a picture.

To be polite, Dayan took the photo and looked at it. Pretty, he thought. "Of course I would like to meet your daughter, Minister. Thank you."

The Sultan said something else in Russian, along the lines of "Petrovic, you sicken me at times," and Dayan burst out laughing.

After a moment, he regained his composure. "I'm sorry, but you see, Russian is one of Malkyer's official languages, and so...needless to say I know what's going on." He smiled, and continued. "No harm done, eh?" He took another sip of coffee so as to avoid another laughing fit.

“Oh really…I should have know that Russian is one of your nation languages.” Said the Sultan

“Good, how is 6 clock today for you?” asked Minister Petrovic

Then Sultan gave a look to the Grand Vizier to take the King to House of Vizier Meeting

“Well look at the time, King we must leave for meeting of House of Viziers..please come with us.” said Grand Vizier Mehmed Pasa Sokollu

Then everyone got up and was getting ready to leave for the meeting…yet Petrovic wanted his answer

“Well king is that a good time for you?” he asked

Dayan set down his coffee cup, and stood, getting ready to leave to head to the House of Viziers.

"Yes, Minister, I think six o'clock will be fine."

“Ah, good. I will tell her right away. I must leave my Sultan, to tend to some family affairs. Good-bye. “Said Minister Petrovic, he as left the room

“Well Gentlemen, let’s us go to the House of Vizier.”Said the Sultan has he got with the aid of cane, do the fact his right leg was damage because of Soviet Attack in Second Soviet war, plus he pull his sunglass to wear, because his eye were sensitive to sunlight, do the damage from that attack in Ottoman Romania. Also he had on a black glove on right hand, which was hiding his fake robotic hand. Another scar form the Second Soviet War…(here is a the post which goes into detail on what happen to the Sultan. http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=7469121&postcount=13)

The Prime Minster, Grand Vizier, The King, and the General follow the Sultan to limos, which will take them to House of Viziers; it was only a 15-minute dive to the Grand House of Viziers, as the car pull up to parking area of the House of Vizier. They saw the old building up close. Here is the House of Viziers (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/Buildings/WinterPalaceNevaSide.jpg)

They out of the Limos and headed to inside of the building, as enter the main hall of Viziers. They saw all the 200 viziers sitting and waiting for the King to make his speech to them. The Sultan, Prime Minister and General were seated, as for the Grand Vizier and King they were left to stand in middle of hall. The Grand Vizier began to speak

“Order in the House of Viziers, The King of Malkyer is here to give speech to us. Let us just hear him!” Then the Grand Vizier walked to be seated and give the floor to the King.

A few of the Viziers made comments to each other, in upper rows of the seats.

“This is going to be a interesting speech.” remark Vizier. Yazid III Bin Umayyad

“Yes, knowing the other viziers, this is going to be interesting show.” reply Vizier Salah al Din Yusuf Ibn Ayyub II

“Better to sit back and let things happen..” added Vizier. Murad Al Bin Asad

“Any meeting with a allied leader speaking in the house is interesting ..”remark Vizier Al-Amin bin Abbasid

“Why do I have a feeling this is going to turn into a classic shouting match.. ”said Vizier Suleiman Al Bashir I(father of the Sultan)

“Because its always that way, when a outsider enter the House of Viziers to give a speech to us..” saidVizier Ibrahim al Bashir (The Sultan uncle)

“Oh,good I bet ..this meeting going to be chaotic within 10 min..” siad Vizier Harun al-Rashid Bin Abbasid

“Make it about 15 min..I said” added Vizier Abu Yaqub Bin Almohad

“Meh I have a feeling within 2 min…all will break out.” Said Vizier Asad al Bashir(The Sultan Cousin)

Everyone waited for the king to make his speech to House…all eyes were watching him.

As they stood to leave, Dayan noticed several scars on the Sultan's body, and how he had to use a cane. I wonder if those are old war wounds? I'll have to ask someone later, he thought.

***

Dayan (http://www.kinoweb.de/film2001/EnemyAtTheGates/pix/eg2.jpg) stood at the podium, his translator next to him. He took a deep breath, and began.

"Honored Viziers, I came to the Ottoman Khaif because you are an ally that deserves my respect, and that of my nation. Malkyer has many allies, but few that we feel we can trust. The Ottoman nation is one of those. In our past dealings with your country, you have acted with honor.

They say you find the true measure of a man in the way he fights. I know how you fight, because as many of you know I sent observers during your recent civil war. I regret I could not do more, but we were faced with threats of our own.

I propose today that we work to strengthen the ties between our nations. The world we live in is a hostile place, but we can take comfort in knowing that we have someone who is watching our back, so to speak. After this, I intend to speak more with the Sultan and Grand Vizier concerning this.

Something I have long disliked is the lack of interaction between our countries on a civilian level. Be it known today that Ottoman citizens are always welcome in Malkyer. I hope you feel the same way about my subjects.

In closing, I believe it is natural that our countries should be friends. We are both peoples of honor, and together we can stand against anything. I tell you now that while Malkyer exists the Ottoman Khaif will never stand alone against anything, because we remember our allies and friends."

After the King made his speech to the House of Viziers, the Vizier found nothing to attack on the speech and decide to just all start clapping then to yell at the King. After clapping for fives minutes, they filed out of House of Viziers to go back to their offices or homes. The Prime Minister and General had to leave to tend to affairs. Only the Sultan and the Grand Vizier were left. They walked up to the King and told him

“Well that went petty well for speech…without the Viziers ending up yelling at eachother. I said that was good speech my dear king.” Said the Grand Vizier Mehmed Pasa Sokollu

“Ah, it did…its only 1:30 p.m, my King. You must hungry. Please come with me back to Palace, to have lunch and meet other Ministers of the Ottoman Government.” Said the Sultan.

“I must leave my Sultan to tend to some personal affairs.” Said the Grand Vizier

“As you wish..”reply the Sultan

Then the Grand Vizier said his good byes and left the scene.

Dayan nodded good-bye to the Grand Vizier, and then turned to the Sultan. "I would be delighted to meet the other Ministers," he said, and then paused for a moment. "How do you think the Viziers took my speech?"

“The House of Viziers enjoy hearing your speech, now please come with me to the limo.” Said the Sultan

They got into the limo and made their way back to the Sultan Palace, where the King and Sultan walk to a dining room, there already people at the table such as Vizier Suleiman Al Bashir I(father of the Sultan), Vizier Ibrahim al Bashir (The Sultan uncle), and Minster of Viceroy and Governor Affairs Heydar Aliyev (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/Heydar_aliyev.jpg), yet more people coming to the this gathering..it was only a matter of time…

As soon as the Sultan and King were settled in, the Sultan introduce the King to his father, Uncle and his minister of Viceroy and Governor Affairs..

“Ah, King how is your stay to in Istanbul going for you?” asked Vizier Suleiman Al Bashir I(father of the Sultan)

Then Cooks came in and serve some Ice Tea to everyone, but the food will come later on…as everyone waited for the others to come.

"Istanbul seems quite nice, though unfortunately all I've seen so far has been what I saw from the plane and from the car to and from the House of Viziers."

He took a sip of tea, and looked at the Sultan. "I was wondering if I might speak to you about Minister Petrovic, later?"

“Why yes, I will have a chat with you on that issue…later..” reply the Sultan

Then new people came to table first was one of the Sultan wives who was settled next to him, it was Roxelane Lisowska bin Bashir (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/EvaLongoriaX.jpg
), then came the Sultan youngest brother General Aziz Bin Bashir (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/bashir_logos.jpg) many people confused him with his older brother the Sultan, yet there are different between him and his oldest brother. First of all Aziz has Green eyes and the Sultan has Hazel eyes, plus Aziz a bit more darker skin, plus he is much younger and youthful then to his brother, also his wife
Dr.Galina Loginova Petrovic (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/KimWilliams_235.jpg) who is another daughter of Minister Petrovic, both were settled in.

The Cooks came into the room and severed them the soups of the day, which was Ezme Yesil Mercimek Çorbasi or Green Lentil Soup in English. Everyone began eating the soup with the bead, which was given to him or her.

“ So, King I heard that my father wants you to meet my sister Tatiana…I hopes thing work out smoothly…” said Dr.Galina Loginova Petrovic, she said it with a humorous hint of what may happen..

As the Sultan was to busy eating his soup and listening to his brother talk to him on army matters and etc.

“King, I am interesting on how your government runs its many lands so effective, could explain how your ruling system works.” ask Minster of Viceroy and Governor Affairs Heydar Aliyev


“Ah yes, I would to know more about your government.” Added Vizier Asad bin Bashir

As Dayan was eating the soup and bread, one of the new arrivals, Dr.Galina Petrovic said "So, King I heard that my father wants you to meet my sister Tatiana…I hopes thing work out smoothly…" Dayan looked at her for a second, saw the humor in her eyes and grinned. "Ah, I'm sure they will," he replied.

One of the Ministers, Heydar Aliyev, asked Dayan about the government of Malkyer. "Well, Minister, the governing structure is essentially a constitutional monarchy, following many of the ideas of the Enlightenment, such as the Social Contract and the Rights of Man. In theory, I have limited authority over every aspect of the government, but in reality I leave most of the functions to the various branches: Executive, Legislative, and Judicial. Most of the Kings have done it this way, because we figure that these people are specialized at what they do, and thus are able to do it better than an amateur such as myself. An experienced lawyer would be better able to serve on the Supreme Court rather than someone with no prior experience; that's the basic idea. Oh, and," he continued with a slight smile, "A powerful military doesn't hurt either."

He paused to take a sip of his drink, and then continued. "One thing that makes Malkyer fairly unique in the international community is the fact that we've never had a civil war or anything. The monarchy is pretty popular, and I guess that's because we treat the citizens with a sort of hands-off policy. They can do what they want, within reason. And they repay us by letting us stay in power. And Sultan, please, call me Dayan. We are friends here. Tell me, would a visit to Malkyer interest you?"

“Interesting system.” remark Aliyev

“So it is..”added Asad bin Bashir

“As you wish Dayan, since we are all friends here or future in laws..” Said the Sultan, he said the last part in joking matter

Galina got what the sultan was hinting and started laugh, she couldn’t help herself

Then the Cooks bought in the roasted Lamb leg, which cut up and sevre everyone the meat, with a plate of rice and salad.

“Enjoy your meal” said the Head Cook

“As you wish Dayan, since we are all friends here or future in laws..” Said the Sultan, he said the last part in joking matter.

Dayan laughed with the Sultan and Galina. It was pretty funny, especially since Minister Petrovic hadn't gone to great lengths to hide his intentions, what with speaking to the Sultan about it right in front of him (in Russian, no less! He could have at least picked a language Dayan couldn't speak). It would have been funnier still, if it wasn't happening to him.

After everyone finishes their meal, everyone left. Only the Sultan and the King were left at the table. Then the Sultan took the King to a study, where they could be alone and talk about personal matters alone. They were settled in the leather chair.

“Dayan, what’s on your mind….like that Petrovic matter appears to be giving you some problems. Just tell me your thoughts on that issue…all I can say on that matter is that old man Petrovic is a family friend,I have know him thought out my life. Ever since I was child..even thought most Ottoman do arrange marrages and I do mock them,yet its ironic all my marrages are arrange by my mother..when I was only ten..its funny. Well one thing you got to know about the Petrovic family, a lot of unmarried girls and their father wants to marred them off .Plus you are good choice for a husband for one of his girls, beside they are all good nature, smart and good looking..but don’t tell that last part to my wives…they will beat the hell out of me for that one…”said the Sultan

"It's not that I'm offended or worried or anything, it's just that people in Malkyer are not so...forward as that. Also, arranged marriages have been pretty much phased out. It's only done by some of the more conservative nobles and upper-class people. Well, I can understand Petrovic wanting to marry off his daughters. Families here have a lot of kids, whereas in Malkyer most families only have one or two children.

Ah, I think it's just shock. I am looking forward to meeting his daughter. One can never know too many pretty girls, eh?" He said the last part with a laugh.

The Sultan alway laugh at the last part of what the King had said.

"True..one could never know too many petty women..and about the family thing. Normal size of a family in the Ottoman Empire is around four kids per family. Sometimes that number can grow.I myself have about three daughters and one son from my first wife, then my second is three daughters and one son, and my last wife is only one son. So I have in total nine childern in total. The oldest is only eight, and the youngest is one year old. I love them all equally. Yet I show very little favoritism to my kids."

"Kids are great, I suppose...I get nervous around them, though. They're a little unpredictable," he said with a chuckle. "One of the nobles in Malkyer, Baron Celough, has six children and thirteen grandchildren. Just having that many little kids in one place would be enough to drive me crazy. I'm afraid I have a bit of a temper, unfortunately. Not a good mixture when you add that with small children."

Then Vizier.Yazid III Bin Umayyad and his wife Foreign Minister Dr. Alice al Umayyad ( http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/ashley_judd.jpg) who was the chief Foreign minister and first cousin to the Sultan, on his mother side of the family. Who are mostly British and Arab decent.

They exchange greeting with Dayan and the Sultan.

“What beings you two here at this time?” said the Sultan, it was only 2:40 P.M.

“Well, I am pregnant and found out just today. I am about into two week in to…since finding out that I am with child. I must take my leave from my government post and resign or take just advise role, which won’t put too much stain on me. So I here resign my post as chief foreign minister of the Ottoman Empire.” She said with mix of joy and sadness of leaving her post.

It took about a minute for this new to sink in to the Sultan head and he spoke “This is great new to hear my dear cousin is with child, but the new of hearing her resigning her post is freaking killing me. Who should I resign to this post, a crackpot vizier who would insult one of the leaders of some random nation and the next thing you know it, I be getting a phone call from King McCoy McCoy of some American state of North Carolina or something. Frankly I don’t want that kind call in the mid of the night. Agh..” He put his hand on his forehead and said” Agh… I just appoint my Deputy Defense Minster Farhri Koruturk for the job he can handle it. Oh best of luck with the first child for your family!” said the Sultan

“ Thanks.” Reply Alice

“Yeah, we better be going .” said Vizier.Yazid III Bin Umayyad

Then they said their good byes and left.


”Man, this sucks my Chief minister of Foreign Affairs resign ..agh..”said the Sultan

"At least it's for a good reason. My father's Trade Minister skipped town halfway through his term because of...I forget exactly what, but I think the official report said 'questionable use of office authority.' We still don't know where he is. Last time he was spotted was in 1997, in Spain. We think he's somewhere in Africa now, but we can't find him. He's good at hiding, it seems."

The Sultan and the King talk on for few hours about many topics. Then the King had to excuse himself to get ready for the his “date” with Dr. Tatiana Petrovic at local coffee shop in the Greek Quarter of the city. He was taken the shop by limo. Yet by the time got in the Shop and meet up with Tatiana, no one was given a damn that he was. They just mind their business. She was just sitting in the corner and waiting for him to come over and introduce himself.

Dayan stepped into the coffee shop, and looked around. No one looked up at him, nor did anyone treat him any differently than others. It was nice, for a change, to be just another face. In the corner, he spotted the woman from the photo. He walked over and introduced himself, saying, "Hello, you must be Dr. Petrovic. My name is Dayan."

“You are correct, it’s nice to meet you Dayan. I must said I am sorry for my father behavior when it comes to marriage…he is old and always tries to pull these thing.. Let’s just enjoy the time..this does not always have to led to marriage.. My father just wants to married all his kids, so he could see grand kids. Well that my father for you.”said Dr. Tatiana Petrovic

Dayan laughed. "It's no problem. I'm sure he has the best of intentions." Dayan pulled a chair out and sat, facing Tatiana. "I hope you don't mind my telling you this, but something happened earlier today I think you might find funny." He proceeded to tell her about when her father and the Sultan had been talking about Dayan and Tatiana in Russian, not realizing Dayan knew full well what they were talking about.

Tatiana nearly fall off her chair from laughing after hearing the story..
"Well, that's my father for you..alway trying to be the match maker for my sisters and I..but not for my brothers. He is really odd at times. But enough about him. Let's about something else..like how long have you been ruling your nation?" She asked him

Dayan frowned. He didn't mind talking about his rule, but such conversation would inevitably come around to the circumstances under which he'd taken the throne, and he hated talking about it.

"I've ruled for about three years now, though the House of Saarad [OOC: Dayan's family] has held the throne for close to two hundred years. My sister was Queen until 2002, and before here my father Layman ruled for almost two decades."

***

Malkyeri Embassy, Istanbul
RIA Chief-of-Mission Gregory Stanhope knocked on the door of the ambassador's office before stepping in.

"Flash traffic from Vancouver. Someone attacked an Ottoman sub base in Brazil, and Director Jacobs and the PM want us to notify the King."

"Right, do it. Do you know where he is?"

"Some coffee shop in the Greek Quarter. Meeting with some Ottoman woman." The Ambassador smiled. "Maybe he'll get lucky."

"Don't say that too loud, here, Bill," Stanhope laughed. "Not culturally acceptable. Well, I'll send an agent to tell him about it."

***

Driving one of the embassy's civilian cars, Joshua Savage headed toward the Greek Quarter, to the coffee shop. Parking nearby, he walked to the shop and stepped in. In the corner, he saw Dayan sitting and talking to a young woman. Not bad, the agent thought. He walked up to the pair, and said "Excuse me, Sire, Madame, I am terribly sorry, but there is urgent business that the King must attend to." Dayan frowned for a second, and then stood.

"Dr. Petrovic, I must beg your leave. I have learned to trust my men when they say that something is urgent. Perhaps I will see you again before I leave Istanbul." With that, he turned and with slight-of-hand learned as a child from one of his bodyguards, slipped note of currency to pay for the coffee under his cup.

***

As the two men left the shop, Savage filled Dayan in on the situation. "I'll take you back to the embassy so you can see the report yourself, sir."

"No. Take me to the Sultan's Palace. I want to speak to him directlyabout this."

Dr. Petrovic watched as he left and said to herself..” Another failed date. set up by father..”


At the Sultan's Palace

Sultan was in meeting with War Staff. They were all talking in Arabic.

“How did Nemo do this!” ask Sultan Suleiman Al Bashir II (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/el_fadil.gif)

“He manger to get pass our warring system that are in place to prevent rogue captains from getting control of our ships, He is very intelligent captain.” Said Subhead of Navy- Flag Rank Fleet Admiral Hassan Pasha III ( http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/hassan_pasha.jpg )

“Yes, he manger to pass the loyalist testing with flying colors, he know what he is doing. I believe he is on his way to get some type of payback against America for what they did to his people…” said Defense Minister-Vizier Süleyman al Uthmān bin Aziz (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/Omar_Sharif.jpg)

“Yet, here is the question. Why is he heading away from the Americas, he should have heading to the Americas and fired those nuclear warheads at the Major American Cities, yet our reports show that he is heading away..”said the Sultan

“Well, sultan think about it, if you wronged so badly by this nation. How would you want to get payback against this nation? By doing the most damage to your foe. Whatever he is planning its big and going to effect us somehow.. ”comment the Head of the Ottoman Submarine Fleet Flag Rank Admiral Konstanitin Von Neurath (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/Donitz.jpg)

“Ah how true…our dear Nemo is planning something big…that’s why we have well over 20 submarines after him and a major surface fleet heading to the Mid Atlantic to get him before can so any real damage to the world.” said Fleet Admiral Franz Von Hipper (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/FranzVonHipper.jpg) second in Commander of the Submarine Fleet

“Well Gentleman ,we must not allow anyone to find out what we know about Captain Nemo…or whats going on …we must kept them in the dark about this matter. This is to be handle by Ottomans only no outsider must not know about this…this meeting is dismiss.” said the Sultan

Then everybody left the room, but a Ottoman Officer enter the room and said to the Sultan that King Dayan wants to have a important talk on a matter…the Sultan allow the King to enter the room

“Dayan, what happen?” asked the Sultan

"Sultan, the RIA attache at the embassy has informed me of an attack on a submarine base in Brazil. Cruise missiles, if the satellite pictures are correct, and I see no reason why they wouldn't be. Tell me something: what is going on?"

"Navy forces were doing a war game,yet some type system failure had effect the Sub, causing the system to change from war game mode to war mode,Then when the Sub was order to fired his missile at the base, which should have been fakes. The system instead fired the cruise misslies then to the fakes, causing this accident....yet we still have the war game on,that's our fleet is moving around.."said the Sultan.

Dayan arched an eyebrow. No way in Hell was that an accident. "Well, I'm sorry for blowing it out of proportion. I'll tell my men to calm down. Let me know if I can help at all. If you need me, I'll be at the embassy." With that, he took his leave and walked out of the room.

Walking down the steps to the waiting car, he said to Savage, "Something's up, but he won't say anything. Take me to the Greek Quarter. I want to walk around for a while." Not questioning his King's motivations, Savage dropped his cigarette in the road and got in the car, starting up the engine.

Dayan and Savage walked down the street. Dayan felt he needed some fresh air. Behind him, Savage said "Sire, have you heard the latest hypothesis from Vancouver?"

"No, I haven't. What are they thinking?"

Savage proceeded to fill him in.

"Good Lord. I knew the Sultan was hiding something. We've got to go back to the palace. This time I'm not leaving until he comes clean."

Dayan glared at the Sultan. He was fighting a losing battle with his temper. "We are allies, no? Allies help one another. If one has a problem the other helps to rectify it. Do you take me for a fool, Sultan? Did you think no one would find out the truth behind the incident in South America? Look, I know a submarine of yours, the War Hawk, attacked that base, and I know who the captain was. My intelligence agencies have a pretty good idea of what he could try to do with his sub.

Three times now I have offered you the Kingdom's help. You refused. Oh, I understand how it might seem a matter of national pride, something you'd want to keep quite. That might be understandable, if the lives of millions weren't on the line! If you had accepted our offer when we first put it forth, this whole crisis could have been solved long ago. But if Nemo carried out his plan, the blood of millions will be on your hands, Suleiman. No one else's." He stopped, unable to continue without screaming. Realizing he may have just ruined any alliance between the two nations, Dayan closed his eyes for a moment to cool his thoughts, and then crossed his arms behind his back, waiting to see what the Sultan would say.

Sultan took a moment to let the words sink in his mind

“Dayan, have you learn nothing about us…. We handle and take care of our own. So we did, the War Hawk is at the bottom of the Atlantic. Do not think that I know the fact that millions upon millions depend on me to save or damn them to hell. Not for one moment I don’t forget this little fact. My people handle this event our way. Frankly if you want to end this alliance then go ahead, leave this room and head back home. I will not stop you; frankly I understand how you feel at the moment. But listen to this we Ottomans act and behavior differently from the world. We handle our own and take of them. It took my sub fleet only two days to take care of the War Hawk. But we will do it our way. Its not pride..it’s the matter of the protecting our ways of doing..no matter how insane they may look to outsiders. Frankly I don’t want this alliance to end, but do you? That’s the question.” Reply the Sultan calmly

Greetings,Ottomans.

Sorry for intruding but can we discuss trading and embassies and so on.

Greetings,Ottomans.

Sorry for intruding but can we discuss trading and embassies and so on.
I'll have a thead for that later on..its alright,but post don't here again. Its two nation rp only.

“Dayan, have you learn nothing about us…. We handle and take care of our own. So we did, the War Hawk is at the bottom of the Atlantic. Do not think that I know the fact that millions upon millions depend on me to save or damn them to hell. Not for one moment I don’t forget this little fact. My people handle this event our way. Frankly if you want to end this alliance then go ahead, leave this room and head back home. I will not stop you; frankly I understand how you feel at the moment. But listen to this we Ottomans act and behavior differently from the world. We handle our own and take of them. It took my sub fleet only two days to take care of the War Hawk. But we will do it our way. Its not pride..it’s the matter of the protecting our ways of doing..no matter how insane they may look to outsiders. Frankly I don’t want this alliance to end, but do you? That’s the question.”

Dayan sighed. "I understand that; you have your way of dealing with problems, as we have ours. All I ask is that you let your allies help you. That is what we are here for, you see? Next time you may not be so lucky. No one is forcing you to give up your ways. But I don't want the friendship between our nations to end, and so I will defer to you." He paused for a second, remembering something the Sultan had said. "So it's over? The War Hawk is sunk?"

“Old habits die hard…let us remain allies and look forward then backward. To answer your question yes the War Hawk has been sunk, it was reported sunk 10 minutes before you came in to yell at me. Also could you please your Intel groups to stop bugging my navy officers on the new submarine project that my navy is working on. In of fact how about I show you these subs right now. It will only take 10 minutes on the bull train to get to the Izmit Naval Base.” Said the Sultan

"Alright. I think that sounds like a good idea. One can't know too much about other people's militaries. The Royal Navy has always been lacking in submarines...unfortunately, our admirals like flashy cruisers and battleships over more functional and less glamorous ships." He paused for a moment. "Sultan, I want to apologize for my outburst earlier. You must understand, I was worried about the possibility of a holocaust on the North American coast. I hope we can move past harsh words?"

“Dayan relax don’t worry about it. Just following me.” Said the Sultan as he got up, Dayan follow the Sultan to an limo where it took them to the local train station. Where they board a train heading to Izmit. On board the Train, the Sultan spoke to his follow Ottomans, in Arabic, Ottoman Turkish, Persian and Kurdish. They discuss their problems, and other items that they wish to discuss with the Sultan. Six minutes pass and they reach Izmit. At the Trainstate, a Ottoman Navy car came up to pick up them and take them to the Izmit Naval Base. At the Base, the Sultan and Dayan were taken to the Sub yards where they meet up with the following key personal of the base.

“Dayan, meet Admiral Ivan Yurevich Putin (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/hfro08.jpg) and his second in command Vice Admiral Vasily Borodin (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/310nopapers.jpg), and not to forget the good Dr.Petrov (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/drpetrov.jpg).” Three exchange greeting between each other

“Now, Dayan look at the docks!” said the Sultan

There two Osman SSGN (Ohio-class rename) , then four Al Hijaz SSN-774 (Virginia-class rename), then another two Algiers SSBN (PRC Type 94 rename) and anRed October Class(Marx Class Nuclear Submarine rename)

“These the pride of the fleet.”remark Admiral Ivan Yurevich Putin

Dayan looked at the submarines. "It's hard to tell from the outside, as one sub looks pretty much like another to me, but I'll take your word for it. I was talking to the Sultan earlier about it, I wish the Royal Navy put more emphasis on submarines. These are nuclear, I assume?"

Dayan looked at the submarines. "It's hard to tell from the outside, as one sub looks pretty much like another to me, but I'll take your word for it. I was talking to the Sultan earlier about it, I wish the Royal Navy put more emphasis on submarines. These are nuclear, I assume?"

"All, submarines in the Ottoman Fleet are nuclear power, King Dayan. "Answer Vice Admiral Vasily Borodin,

"I see. Well, that is more efficient, isn't it?" Dayan asked, making conversation.

"I see. Well, that is more efficient, isn't it?" Dayan asked, making conversation.

"Yes it is,less costly refueling the sub every so many months, Now we just refuel the reacter every so many years. So this nuclear power system is cheaper then the DS system we use to used in the fleet. What kind of subs does you nation us, King?"ask the Vice Admiral

"Yes it is,less costly refueling the sub every so many months, Now we just refuel the reacter every so many years. So this nuclear power system is cheaper then the DS system we use to used in the fleet. What kind of subs does you nation us, King?"ask the Vice Admiral

"Hmm...off of the top of my head, we use primarily Los Angeles class boats, and I think some older Akula subs to use for wargames. I think there another two classes as well, but I can't recall the names. I apologize," he said with a grin, "But the different classifications of ships and weapons tend to go over my head. To me, if it does its job then I don't care what we call it. I have my Joint Chiefs to worry about that."

"Hmm...off of the top of my head, we use primarily Los Angeles class boats, and I think some older Akula subs to use for wargames. I think there another two classes as well, but I can't recall the names. I apologize," he said with a grin, "But the different classifications of ships and weapons tend to go over my head. To me, if it does its job then I don't care what we call it. I have my Joint Chiefs to worry about that."
Everyone laugh at the last remark the King made.
"Interesting Los Angeles class..we pick a Los Angeles sub following our sub fleet in the hunt for the War Hawk..interesting..."said Admiral Ivan Yurevich Putin

"Well how is your nation navy, does it need any kind of suplus battleships?"ask the Sultan

"Well how is your nation navy, does it need any kind of suplus battleships?"ask the Sultan

"The Royal Navy got a much larger budget this year, as it was essentially decimated the last time we fought against the Dracun Imperium. But we've pretty much recovered now, and the Navy's back on it's feet. Too often after success nations forget their warriors, but we try not too in Malkyer," he said. "Thanks for your offer, but no. We don't have that many battleships, and the MoD puts much of the funding into carriers."

“Ah, very well then…lets began the tour of the O.E.S.S. Osman, first in her class.” Said the Sultan
Then the tour began of the massive sub, every corner of the submarine was toured and showed to the King. It took well over two hours to compete the tour. By the time they got out of the sub, it was around 9 o clock. The Sultan called for a limo to pick them up and drive them back to the Palace. By the time they got back to the palace it was 9:45 pm.

“Well Dayan its late for me..my wife Sophia is expecting me back by now. I’ll have a officer to show your room.” Then the Sultan left in the dark hallways of the palace.

Then an Ottoman officer came to Dayan and walked him to this room. At the doors to his massive room, Dr. Tatiana Petrovic was waiting for him; she was wearing a red dress and had two glasses with Red Wine in them. Ottoman Officer knew what this was leading and said to Dayan
” Enjoy your night sir.” Then he walked off into the dark.

“My father told me, that you wanted to meet at the Palace, so here I am..just don’t ask where I got the wine..its hard to come by in these parts.” Tatiana explained to him

“My father told me, that you wanted to meet at the Palace, so here I am..just don’t ask where I got the wine..its hard to come by in these parts.” Tatiana explained to him

Dayan smiled. "I take it you aren't a Muslim, then. I'm sorry I had to leave earlier...there was important business I had to take care of." Dayan didn't say anything more about the War Hawk affair, not knowing whether or not she knew anything about it. "Tell me about yourself," he said, taking a glass of wine.

Dayan smiled. "I take it you aren't a Muslim, then. I'm sorry I had to leave earlier...there was important business I had to take care of." Dayan didn't say anything more about the War Hawk affair, not knowing whether or not she knew anything about it. "Tell me about yourself," he said, taking a glass of wine.
"No, I am Russian Orthodox. That's understandable. Well about myself...I am an Doctor, live in the European side of Istanbul. Just turn 29 year olds about two weeks ago, I have six sisters and three brothers. That's about it." she took a sip of her wine.

"No, I am Russian Orthodox. That's understandable. Well about myself...I am an Doctor, live in the European side of Istanbul. Just turn 29 year olds about two weeks ago, I have six sisters and three brothers. That's about it." she took a sip of her wine.

"Well, happy birthday, then," Dayan said with a grin. "I figured you were Orthodox, being Russian and everything. One of my teachers when I was young was Orthodox. He taught me a little bit about it." He paused to take a sip of wine. "Nine siblings...that must have been interesting growing up. I only had one sibling, a sister."

"Well, happy birthday, then," Dayan said with a grin. "I figured you were Orthodox, being Russian and everything. One of my teachers when I was young was Orthodox. He taught me a little bit about it." He paused to take a sip of wine. "Nine siblings...that must have been interesting growing up. I only had one sibling, a sister."
"Thank you,yeah its most Ottoman Russians are orthodoxs...it was a interesting time to growing up with so many siblings. So what happen to your sister?"She asked him

"She passed away from ovarian cancer in late 2001. She was the Queen then, and so with her death the throne passed to me." Dayan stopped talking, unsure he could maintain his composure if he did.

"She passed away from ovarian cancer in late 2001. She was the Queen then, and so with her death the throne passed to me." Dayan stopped talking, unsure he could maintain his composure if he did.
"I am sorry to hear about..it must be hard at times." She try to make him feel better

"Ah, I get by. The past is the past, and I can't change it," he said. "Tell me, would you like to come to Malkyer sometime in the future?" He asked, changing the topic.

"Ah, I get by. The past is the past, and I can't change it," he said. "Tell me, would you like to come to Malkyer sometime in the future?" He asked, changing the topic.
" I see...well yeah I would love to come Malkyer..I guess. Just name the time,and I would try to come." She reply

" I see...well yeah I would love to come Malkyer..I guess. Just name the time,and I would try to come." She reply

"Wonderful," he said, "I'll have to check with my people, to see what a good time would be." He sipped his wine before continuing. "I think you would like it. It's a very nice country. Of course, I'm biased," he said with a grin.

"Let me think.."She reply and thougth for moment." How about within two week from now?"She asked

"Let me think.."She reply and thougth for moment." How about within two week from now?"She asked

"Excellent," he replied. He leaned back in his chair, deciding to let her direct the conversation for a while.

"If you don't mind me asking, did you ever had relations with other women?" She ask politly

"If you don't mind me asking, did you ever had relations with other women?" She ask politly

"Some. Nothing serious, though. A lot of the nobles back home try to marry their daughters, but to be honest the last couple of years have been hectic. I haven't a chance to really meet anyone. Until now, at least."

"Some. Nothing serious, though. A lot of the nobles back home try to marry their daughters, but to be honest the last couple of years have been hectic. I haven't a chance to really meet anyone. Until now, at least."
"Same here...lets not get into that..Anyway what are your interests?"She ask him

"Same here...lets not get into that..Anyway what are your interests?"She ask him

"Ah, I like to read history and philosophy. I enjoy riflery and horseback riding too. I think I'm the first king in Malkyer's histroy to be ranked as a Master in two different martial arts. What about your interests?"

"Reading, Writing and sword fighting...my father sign me for sword fighting lesson when I was only 6 ever since then I been taking lessons to impove myself..its quite fun." She ginned

"Swords...that's not very lady-like," Dayan said, grinning back. "This wine is strong stuff. Good stuff."

"Well my father belives it best for his girls to learn how to defend themselves from would be attacks..your right this wine is petty strong..its grow in Ottoman Russian regions..."She repy.. He could tell that she petty much dead drunk and was about to pass out.

"Ah, you Russians and your alchohol," he said with a laugh. She looked pretty drunk. Dayan was feeling the effects himself, saved only by experience. In a country were a quarter of the population was either Irish of Russian, young men learned to drink early. The though made him laugh, and that made Tatiana laugh as well. In fact, she laughed to the point that she passed out. Dayan shook his head, in order to clear his thoughts. "Well," he said to himself, "this is awkward." Having said that, he went to the bathroom, took out two small packages filled with powder, and filled two glasses with water. He mixed the powder into the glasses, and went back into the room were Tatiana was alseep. He put a pitcher of water on the table, and started sipping from the mixture in his glass, cringing at the awful taste. After a moment, he took the other glass and held it under Tatiana's nose until the smell woke her up.

"Drink this--sip it. After that, two glasses of water. It will keep you from getting a hangover in the morning." He resumed drinking his own mixture.

"What's that..drink alright.." She drank it the what Dayan give her and yet she too damn drunk to do much..she went back to sleep.

Dayan smiled as she fell asleep again. Nice lady...he thought, in a drunken stupor (the powder only helped with hangovers). After a moment, he fell asleep in his chair...

They were awaked by noise of the Sultan yelling at Ministers for bloody mistake that should have never happen in the first place. They could almost hear every word the Sultan was yelling out, yet it was all in Arabic. But the sound of it..wasn’t good. Its was only 9:00 am.

This is what they heard

“How in the bloody hell did the OAD board allow this essay to go international, if it was public I wouldn’t have mind …but international. How the hell did an essay of this topic pass the f***ing OAD board (Ottoman Archives Dept.) Allow this to go public …this is going to ruin the image that we are strong and stable!” Then they heard the Sultan slam his crane on wooden floor of his dining room.

Then they heard the Grand Vizier yell back

“Frankly I am shock as much as you…frankly someone got the slip on us…this essay was never meant to go outside of the Empire…this as ruin the image of the grand empire…now that’s left is the image of dieing old man…we are ruin thanks to bloody essay, they (outsider) were never meant to know this much about us…” Said the Grand Vizier Mehmed Pasa Sokollu

“Now what do we damage control…or just let this article pass away and pay little attention to it as much as we can ..what little good can that do for us…every one in the entire world thinks that we are nothing but ghost holding on to long forgotten past.. Damn it all.” Said Prime Minister Uthman bin Bashir

“What can we do…great..they going to start to mock us now!” remark General Aziz Bin Bashir

Dr. Tatiana Petrovic who was now awake, listen what was being said. She knew Arabic and knew this was not too good…

“Well I better get my coat and leave, but if you want to stay for basketfast..I will stay..” She said as her got herself clean up.

Dayan nodded. "I don't know what they were saying, but it didn't sound very good. You had better go."

***

At the embassy, Jeremy Savage finished printing off the essay by Dr. Maxwell. "The King will want to read this." Taking the papers with him, he left the compound to head to the Sultan's palace.

Dayan nodded. "I don't know what they were saying, but it didn't sound very good. You had better go."

***

At the embassy, Jeremy Savage finished printing off the essay by Dr. Maxwell. "The King will want to read this." Taking the papers with him, he left the compound to head to the Sultan's palace.

"Alright then..Bye..see you later!" She got her coat and left the room.

Then an Ottoman Officer enter the King room and said"Sir, the Sultan is waiting for you in the Dining Room.Please follow me."

Then the Ottoman Officer took the King to the dining where the Sultan,Prime Minister and Grand Vizier sitting in.

Back in the Dining Room
They are speaking in Ottoman Turkish

"Well this is going to good..I bet Dayan is going to find out within a few short time." Remark the Prime Minister

"Well this made my day.." reply the Sultan

Then the Grand Vizier notice the King

"Ah King Dayan, how was you night in the Palace?"he asked

"It was great, thank you. I heard some shouting this morning. May I ask what it was all about?" he said, sitting down.

***

Savage parked his car and got out, heading for the palace. He stopped and approached one of the guards outside. "Excuse, my name's Jeremy Savage. I have something important for King Dayan. Do you know if he's available?"

"It was great, thank you. I heard some shouting this morning. May I ask what it was all about?" he said, sitting down.

***

Savage parked his car and got out, heading for the palace. He stopped and approached one of the guards outside. "Excuse, my name's Jeremy Savage. I have something important for King Dayan. Do you know if he's available?"
"Oh we were having a heated debate on some matters..nothing more nothing less."reply the Sultan

At the Gates of Palace
"Well, follow me Mister Savage.." Reply the Gurad, then they took Savage thought the palace, and took to him to the Dining room where the Dayan was sitting in.... Sultan eye his Grand Vizier...he knew something was not right..

Savage stepped into the room and saw the Sultan look at him, a strange expression in his eyes. "Your Majesties," he said to the Sultan and King, and to the Prime Minister and Grand Vizier, "sirs, I apologize for interrupting. Here, m'lord," he said, handing a file to Dayan. "The home office thought you should read that some time today if you get a chance. Again, my apologies." With that, he left. Dayan looked at the file, saw it labeled Eyes Only, and made a mental note to read it the first chance he got.

"Oh, well then. If it was just a debate then I suppose it's nothing I need to worry about." That was no argument, he thought. I can't speak Arabic, but the look on Tatiana's face proved something is wrong.

The Sultan knew that file was about Essay..he knew it..Then cell phone began to ring.. He pick up and spoke in Ottoman Turkish..for minture then he turn to The Prime Minister and Grand Vizier and spoke in Perisan

"Politburo Standing Committee is calling a meeting..all of Government heads and OI heads have order to come right away..." said the Sultan

"Well we better get going.." remark the Grand Vizier in Persian

All three got up and were about to leave, then the Sultan turn to the King.." I am sorry to leave..something important as came up for my government..please enjoy yourself at Palace..your meal will come shortly..feel to tour the palace..just have someone to accompany you. With that..I must leave." said the Sultan

Then the Grand Vizier, Prime Minister and Sultan left the room

Then the King meal was serve..

Dayan ate his meal quickly and silently. After he was done, he got up and headed to his room, taking the file with him. Once he got there, he read it. The he re-read it. He whistled. "Damn..."

Dialing a number on his cell phone, he waited until the RIA attache at the embassy picked up. "Jeremy Savage."

"Jeremy, this file you gave me. Do we know about this, officially?"

"You mean the RIA, sir? Not until it went public. Even though they're a close ally, the Ottomans are also secretive. You've found that out from your own experience," he added, referring to the War Hawk incident.

"I know, it's just that...I had no idea it was this bad."

"None of us did, sir. None of us did."

Well over two hours past.. the Sultan return to the Palace after his meeting with the PSC. He enter the King Dayan room...He was pale as ghost...or looked like he went to Hell and back.

"King Dayan, I am sorry to tell you..but do to recent unforseen events...have made this meeting between us too hard to maintain for me...I am sorry to tell you cut your stay short...its just some event came up and change everyone.." Said the Sultan

Well over two hours past.. the Sultan return to the Palace after his meeting with the PSC. He enter the King Dayan room...He was pale as ghost...or looked like he went to Hell and back.

"King Dayan, I am sorry to tell you..but do to recent unforseen events...have made this meeting between us too hard to maintain for me...I am sorry to tell you cut your stay short...its just some event came up and change everyone.." Said the Sultan

Dayan stood, saying, "It's no problem. It's too bad that this was cut short. Maybe next time you will come to Malkyer? Oh, and let me know if there is anything I can do to help." It's something to do with that essay, he thought.

"Maybe sometime in the future ..."Reply the Sultan...then he said something in Russian" And no its not the bloody essay...that's just little annoying thing...its not about that..that's all I can said the matter..I hope to see you again Dayan."

"Maybe sometime in the future ..."Reply the Sultan...then he said something in Russian" And no its not the bloody essay...that's just little annoying thing...its not about that..that's all I can said the matter..I hope to see you again Dayan."

"Alright, then. Farewell, my friend."

***

As Dayan left the palace, Jeremy Savage was waiting for him outside with the embassy car. The drive to the airport was silent, and as Dayan got out to head to his plane to return to Malkyer, he paused and spoke to the spook. "Jeremy, I want you to try to establish more contacts within the Ottoman government. I'll have Director Jacobs allocate the necessary resources. And be discreet about it. We'll only have one chance." Savage nodded his understanding, and the King walked away.

Savage frowned. How am I supposed to make contacts within the Ottoman government? They're so damn insular, he thought to himself, sitting in the coffeeshop, with a cup of the strong Turkish coffee. He couldn't think of anyone in a position of strength who was sufficiently angered by the government to betray it, and the Ottomans were too proud to take bribes. Besides, that was dishonorable. Savage frowned. The nobility and the people of Malkyer were very much into the idea of honor, but on the practical side it tended to get annoying.

Someone with a sufficiently large ego, perhaps? Or could somene be convinced that helping Malkyer would help their country? Savage and the RIA in general just didn't have enough information. He'd have to start with a low-level contact, just to test the waters. With that in mind, he paid for his coffee and left, to head back to the embassy to inform his superiors of what he'd come up with. Someone had to figure out what these guys were freaking out about...