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KNN –Daily News

In today’s news, the Imperial Government has finally selected the new capital of the Imperium after six years of debating back and fore, they decide that New Delhi to be the new capital of the Imperium. The reasoning behind goes as the following in this press statement from Office of the Sultan.
“The Imperial Government needs to move out of Istanbul, because it reminds people of the old Osmanli Khailfah and not of the current Khailfah, its in the best interest of the Imperium that the Khailfah seat of government is to be moved to a more suitable location that will not remind people of past Khailfahs, after years of debate we decided that New Delhi will do, since no pervious Khailfah has taken up residence in that city. “
When ask when will the move take place, the Imperial officials replied as the following “Move is already taking place, by fall of this year the move will be completed.” And now today’s sports…

Then TV was turn off

“So after six bloody years since you been made the Sultan…. you fuckin picked New Delhi…out of all the cities…you pick New Delhi…bloody hell…its been while since I was last assign to that place….oi…New Delhi..bloody humidly…oh goody..off to New Delhi tally ho and all that jolly good stuff..” remarked Flag Rank General Dr.Qasim Varinius Ioannis, then took a shot of Turkish coffee

The Sultan smiled and remarked “ Some things take time my old friend…and its for the best.. in the long term at least…but short term…its going to produce a lot of headaches no?”

“That’s a bloody understatement old friend…. don’t come to me when your wives start bitching about the humidly and heat….bah to office I go to get packing fun fun..” remarked the Doctor as got up from his leather chair and starting walking out of the office.

Then Grand Vizier enters the room and nodded to the Doctor has he step out. The Grand Vizier remarked

“I guess he didn’t take well no?”

The Sultan finish drinking his green tea and replied “Meh..that’s good old bloody Ioannis for you….always know for exaggerate the little things you know…anyways how did the meetings go with the Intel heads and arm forces heads on the subject of moving their HQs to the new capital go?”

“The Intel heads were indifferent, since they already backup HQ in the area and as for the arm forces…they agreed to move the General Staff HQ to new capital. Petty they are fine with the move for now.” Said the Grand Vizier

“Very well…in other news, I will be resuming full duties, since I have made a fully recovery and the doctors confirm it…now I have to go off give a commencement speech at Izmit Military Academy …fun fun..If I must say.” Remarked the Sultan

“Righto…oh yes..the board of review has come to conclusion on Emirate of Oceanistan and the Romulan Imperium, they have determined that they are ready to become dominions of the Imperium….so woot more Dominions for our grand state…if I must say so..” said the Grand Vizier


“Indeed..but you forget one thing…Empress Zoe…” said the Sultan

“Oh blast…not that little…bloody…agh..I mean we’re find a way to bypass that….one way or another…maybe get her to see common sense…and have her step down or appoint her to some figurehead position..” said the Grand Vizier

“I had something in mind…along those lines..but some events to need to happen before I can make my move..in due time, my old friend.” The Sultan looks at his watch and looks up at the Grand Vizier “I am off to that bloody commencement speech..fun fun.”: said the Sultan as he got up and put on his coat and sun glasses

“Indeed, well I am off to meet some cabinet ministers and help organize moving plan..jolly fun and etc..” remarked the Grand Vizier, has he left the office.

Shortly after the Sultan left his office and got into his limo and went off to commencement ceremony in order to give his speech to the graduating class.

Shortly later the Sultan was at the Izmit Military Academy, has he walked thought the campus, he notice how things had changed so much since the time he was there. So many years ago, most of his graduating class were now dead and only a few were still alive…this place bought back so many painful memories..which reminded him of his old friends that had lost during Caucasus Debacle so many years ago...A event that no one really wanted to think about nor hear about it the debacle it was far worse then the failed Sino Jihad which end up as pyrrhic victory for the Imperium. But a last that’s how things go or so…always plan accordingly. Sultan remind himself of that and keep on walking though the campus, in till he ran into the Commandant of Academy, they exchange greetings and then the Commandant lead the Sultan to the main hall where the commencement ceremony was to take place. When the Sultan step in, he saw the graduating class of 800 cadets waiting for him to give the speech, they were compose of the many difference ethic groups, their skin colors ranged from black to brown to tan to white and etc.. They had all one common bond, their duty and loyalty to the Khailfah, these cadets were the future officers of the Imperial Army and maybe leaders, only time will tell..

The Sultan went up to the podium and face the cadets and he begun his speech

“Salaam, my brothers and kinsmen…It is our duty and right as human beings to fight for our given rights to resist the injustices of the world, it is our duty as human beings to rise up and fight injustice, it is our right as human beings to fight those who wish to destroy our livelihood. It is our duty as human beings to defend our fellow kinsmen it is our duty to not permit our kinsmen to go hungry or to even permit them to sleep without a roof over their head. We should be a shame of ourselves if we allow this to happen in our great state. We are a state commit to the ideas of fighting social injustice and injustice in general. It is our given right to fight whoever tries to impose their system of belief that is counter to our own, may it be Imperialism, socialist and etc. It is our duty and right as people to fight for our rights by any means necessary. We will burn whoever dares to undermined our rights as Human beings, we will burn whoever dares to attempt to impose their system over ours in our homeland…we will not go quietly into the night…WE WILL FIGHT FOR OUR RIGHTS or perish for not standing up for ourselves...my kinsmen is your duty to insure that our rights do not get taken away from us…it is your duty as fighters of the Khailfah, to insure that our way of life doesn’t get destroyed by outsiders or from within…this goes for all the people of the Impeirum, it is YOUR duty to insure this never happens…it isn’t limited to just one group….everyone shares this duty and must be reminded of it everyday..with that my kinsmen…I hope your service for the Imperium will not go in vain, but will be remember for your part in defending our homeland from any threats. Allahu Akbar!”

With that the Sultan step off the podium and took his seat with the other invited guest and watched the ceremony progress. The after the ceremony, the Sultan to run off to another commitment, which was partaking in open forum at Istanbul University aka Istanbul State University to discuss current events and policy. The Sultan wondered why did he agree to do the commencement and forum on the same bloody day. “ Oi this is going to be a long day..” He though to himself, then he and his guards quickly made their way back to the limo and they made their way back to Istanbul.

Shortly later at Istanbul State University, after four hours nonstop of answering student’s questions at the forum, the Sultan and his guards walk out of the forum and the Sultan remark to his head guard in Berber

“Bloody hell…why did I agree to this oh Imad?”asked the Sultan, who look as if he was just completely out of it.

Captain Imad Issa replied in Berber “ Meh…that’s what you get for jumping into this junk without clearly thinking…”

“Indeed..” remarked the Sultan in Arabic and the Sultan then looked at his watch and said “Well its almost 3 o’clock and I had a few snacks here and there…bloody forum..didn’t have any free food…lets go to one of the local campus lassi shops and in order to get some lassis and some Doner kebab sandwichs…”

Captain Imad and the other two guards flinch at the thought of lassis.. Mainly because they had tasted the lassis that Sultan wives had made and were scared for life…

The Sultan smiled and remarked “ Oh come gentlemen, we’re getting real lassis…not my …” The Sultan looked around before he said the following “Besides its not my wives version….this time you’ll be able to enjoy it..without..faking a smile….or taking a spoon full of wasbi afterwards..”

The Guards nodded and the Sultan led the way to the local campus lassi shops, on their way the Sultan spotted Flag Rank General Dr.Qasim Varinius Ioannis walking ahead of them and he out of uniform and was wearing a business suit

The Sultan calls out to him in Arabic

“Qasim, what the hell are you doing here!”

The good doctor turn around and quickly headed to the Sultan and his guards. Then give a typical cranky doctor replied

“Well my good friend…the bloody pre med program staff ask to come over here to a give a speech about why should these pre med students join the Imperial Army Medical Corps and plus they promise me free food….I only came for the free food…bloody SOBs…lie to me…they made me give the speech and now I am hungry and cranky..I haven’t had lunch and I may do something insane…petty soon..” remarked the Doctor

“You can join us …we’re heading to get something to eat.” Said the Sultan

“Alright whatever..” replied the cranky Doctor, with that the Sultan and company made their way to one of the local campus café, the Sultan and the others made their orders, and awaited for their food to come. Then Sultan and company took their seats and talked to themselves. While the staff that was made up of mostly students was in state of shock and awe that Sultan would even to come their establishment.

Soon their food was served to them, and they all started eat. Then group of students enter the room, at first the Sultan and the doctor didn’t really take notice since they were into eating their doners and drinking their mango lassis. Then out of the bloom an all too familiar voice spoke to the Sultan

“Hey, dad…didn’t expect you to be here of all places..” The Sultan looked up and his saw oldest daughter Fatima, her sister Azeeza and he saw his three blondes (triplets) nieces aka his sister Sophia daughters, their names were Katherine Aqsa, Heather Aseelah, and Alexandria Faiza. They were about the same age as his daughter Azeeza and were the only blondes in the family clan, just the Sultan jokingly refers to them as Blondies.

“Well…lets just say the open forum was hell and I glad to be eating a Doner at the moment…so Azeeza and blondies..I take you four are enjoying the tour of the campus?” Asked the Sultan

“For the most part.” Remarked Azeeza

“Just letting them know the layout of the campus, so they don’t get lost during the first days of fall semester and call me in the middle of class..” said Fatima and she glare at her sister and cousins

“Smart idea..” remarked Doctor Ioannis

“ Indeed..”remarked the Sultan

“Well see you later dad..our food ready and we’re going to eat outside.” Said Fatima, and with that Fatima, her sister and their cousins took their food and took their seats outside.

“Righto…so why do you call those nieces of yours…blondes?” ask Doctor Ioannis

“Meh…inside joke within the family I guess…. I forgot who coined the term though..” replied the Sultan

“Ah, I see…oh yes…thanks to this move…I have so many department meetings to conduct in order to make sure that this move for my department goes without problem…so thanks a lot…” remarked the Doctor

“Bah…at least you don’t have to micromanage this move like me…..oh the head aches I see…so bah to you I say, dear sir.” Replied the Sultan

“How true.”said the Doctor

With that Sultan and company finish up eating and went their way home, but the Sultan day wasn’t over by far…no sir..now he had a series of cabinet meetings and general staff meeting and then more meeting with his ambassadors overseas.the fun never ends…

A few days later at the Sultan Office..in the morning..

The Sultan was partaking in a key meeting with the Grand Vizier and the Prime Minister..

“Gentlemen, starting in four days,We will be partaking our meeting no longer in Istanbul…it will be in New Delhi…is going according to planning well at least for the Office of Sultan as for the other areas…oi…delays upon delays…bloody hell.” said Sultan Suleiman Al Bashir II (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/5c7c1c2d.jpg)

“Progress for the move for the House of Vizier is progressing at a slow rate…I am trying to push forward but…delays are really eating at me….bloody hell if II hear one more excuse about delaying this move..I will wack that person my stick…” said. Grand Vizier Mehmed Pasa Sokollu (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/7bcc8e31.jpg)

“Same goes for the Parliament…but its more worse then the House of Viziers with the deadline coming up…I believe we might be a few weeks late at best…. but it won’t be my problem for much longer…since I am going to resign my post as Prime Minister and then get elected to the Imperial Senate and get elected to become the new President of Imperial Senate, since old Azhari is going to retired from the Senate after nearly 30 years of service “ Said Prime Minister Uthman Bin Bashir (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v504/Ottoman01/bc5179e6.jpg)

The Sultan took a deep breath and remarked “ So you accepted their offer…good for you..now who is likely to replace, since you only have four more years in your second term and its likely that we won’t have Imperial Elections on this subject since there is no need for one as of now and its legal in the eyes of the JAG court for the Ministers of Parliament to just elect a candidates along themselves…so who would it be dear brother?”

The Prime Minister though for moment and remarked “ Deputy Prime Minister Hilmi al Malik bin Houssam has the highest chance of winning the vote along the ministers, he has a rather strong following and just he is assured to become the next PM since I am stepping out of the limelight for now and taking a more out of sight post as the President of the Imperial Senate.”

“So when you are going to make this public, old friend?” ask the Grand Vizier

“ Today, in my speech to Parliament on our good old CSPAN…. then we were the vote for PM then I’ll be elected as a senator to Imperial Senate and get elected by the senate to become the President of the Imperial Senate all within two days.. fun fun if I must say.” Said the Prime Minister

“Indeed…Hilmi shall make a good PM and has enough public support to insure that he will elected for another term or so…that if his government doesn’t fall within the next five years or so I guess.” Said the Sultan

“I concur…well Prime Minister Uthman, I wish you the best of luck with your new job as President of the Imperial Senate…its going to quiet a hand full at first…with Khan as Premier…best to keep him in check” remarked the Grand Vizier

“Indeed..its going to be real interesting time if I must say so..and I will keep him in check…its in my best interest to do so.” answer the Prime Minister

“Good…change can be such a surreal event at times…very well, I wish you the best of luck my brother, and will be expecting to hear this on the news..with that this meeting is dismissed.” Said the Sultan

With that all three existed the office and head off to meeting or in the Prime Minister case his last address to Parliament….

A few hours later

KNN Daily News

In today’s news, after seven and half years as the Prime Minister of the then Ottoman Khailfah and now the Khailfah al Muslimeen, Uthman bin Bashir has resigned his post as the Prime Minister during his last address to Parliament. Shortly after Ministers of Parliament call for a vote for next Prime Minister to finish Uthman bin Bashir term, the High Chancellor give his approve for Parliament vote for a new prime minister and 75 percent of the Ministers Votes went to Deputy Prime Minister Hilmi al Malik bin Houssam, who was quickly confirmed as the new Prime Minister of the Imperium. Shortly after the results were confirmed Deputy Prime Minister Gholam Ali Haddad-Adel announce his resignation as the Deputy Prime Minister and as Minister of Parliament citing personal reasons. With that newly elected Prime Minister Housaam appointed two new Deputy Prime Ministers , the first Deputy Prime Minister was the EU Dominion Minister Eliyahu Itzhak Zalman from Saloniki, Greece and as for the second deputy Prime Minister, was the EU Dominion Minister Xavier Tufayl Sultan from Seville, Al Andalus. After words, the next major act of the new Prime Minister was to call for the appointment of Uthman bin Bashir to Imperial Senate since one of the seats has become vacant with outgoing President of Imperial Senate Ismail al-Azhari stepping down after 30 years of service to the Imperium, the the ex Prime Minister appointment was quickly confirmed by the Ministers of Parliament. Please stay tune to more updates


One day later

In breaking news, newly appointed Senator Uthman bin Bashir was elected to fill in outgoing President of Imperial Senate Ismail al-Azhari post, this change in events has elevated Senator Uthman bin Bashir to one of the most powerful positions within the Imperium. Please stay tune for Political Commentary on recent events.

The Sultan Office, the last day in Istanbul, before the move to New Delhi..

The Palace was full of actives as servants who were busy packing away key items for the move, they were under the constant watch of the Sultan representatives and family to insure everything went without a problem and where was the Sultan with this all moving going on? He was in his office with the Grand Vizier conducting some last minute items of business before he left Istanbul.

“So what’s the latest census reports for India..old friend?” asked the Sultan has he packed some remaining personal items in a box

The Grand Vizier quickly check his PDA and replied” The census report as of Jan 1, 2007, overall population 1.5 billion people, religion breakdowns goes as the 48% Muslim, 42% Hindu, 3% Christian, and 6%t other. Official language of the Regional Government is Arabic, the day to day languages is well over 800 different languages, yet the most used languages are Hindi, Urdu both are known as Hindustani, English, Arabic, Persian, Telugu and the list goes on and on. as for Ethnic breakdown.. oi…this is going to be fun..to needless to say India is petty much India is more mixed then Turkey is…so many groups, and nowadays since we been ruling that region for nearly 55 years or give or take a three or four years…there is roughly over 400 million people from other regions of KLM that move in over the years…mainly from Turkic groups, Arab, Persians, Africans, Kurds, etc, etc and plus those bloody Anglo-Indians and other Eurasians from other ex-European colonies..bah that petty much sums it up I guess.”

“And another few million will be moving in over the cause of the next few years…because of this move of the capital…mostly civil servants and of couse..the bloody elite..who just want to come along and near the new seat of government…for whatever reasons…what would ever become of Istanbul?” asked the Sultan

“It will remain a very important city within the Khailfah after all its one of the crown jewels of our beloved state, and also it’s the financial center, so I highly doubt it would disappear into the night…after we move to New Dehli..it will continue to going about its business, as if nothing really changed for the most part.” Said the Grand Vizier

“Indeed,…so how is your wife and kids taking the move?” asked the Sultan

The Grand Vizier thought for moment and said” Mixed feelings for my daughter and sons…as for my wife..oh the ranting about the humid….its driving me crazy…another then that…petty well I guess relatively speaking.”

“You too with the ranting about the humid…bah at least I am not alone on that matter…oi…day in and day out…my wives rant about the humids…it funny they love Indian food, clothing and the music…but can’t stand the humid…bah…as for my kids..my two oldest daughters are staying with my sister Sophia , while they go to Istanbul State University. As for the younger ones..they are ok with it, but as you said mostly mixed feeling at best…so shall we get to the topic at hand on the issue of Empress Zoe?” asked the Sultan

“Ah, yes, that issue.just keeps on coming up no…well I said since her government already agreed to join the Imperium as a dominion and since they hold the real power and she was a just mere figurehead…so I said we just allow her to keep some estates of her and be on our way..or we could just take care of her for good..like we done before to some of the old guards of protectorates that have turn into Dominions…its up to you..to make the decision.” Said the Grand Vizier

The Sultan thought for a long moment and replied “ Option number one sounds good…we’re reserve option number two for another day….but..I have a feeling we won’t see the last of her… meh next matter of business…. I have gotten word from the Imperial Staff General..the planning phase has been finalized and phase two will begin in the near future..”

The Grand Vizier smiled “ Good…soon…the world will know our name…and soon the crackdowns on organize crime will begin…and they will fear us…in due time..we’re make the world know..that we won’t sing to their tune…all in due time.”

The Sultan eyes narrowed and said” All in due time..old friend...all in due time."

The New Sultan Palace (formerly the Governor Residence), New Delhi, India, Khailfah al Muslimeen

It was rare thing to see Faruq al Mafee bin Hāni actually walking the hallways of the Sultan Palace, then to sneaking around and bypassing the Sultan guards like he normally does, mainly do to the move and the fact he wanted to make a mental map of the place, before he went back to his old habits of just bypassing the guards for now at least. He made his way to the Sultan office and nodded the Sultan Secretary who notified the Sultan, that Faruq was here to see him. Within a few months, Faruq was allow enter the Sultan office.

He found the Sultan had Hamlet on his and playing to some music on his computer, but Faruq couldn’t reorganize the singer and then he remarked

“So, Suleiman what have you been up to…besides uprooting the capital to here and…crack downing on the mobs..and oh yes..sending large task groups out to sea for the coming Jihads, did I miss anything?”

“Always on the target…so how’s is your business taking the move from Istanbul to New Delhi?” asked the Sultan

Faruq give his trademark smile and said, “My shop is going relatively well after all we just move and lost a few of our clients. But oh well, I shall make new clients in a no time and get constant visitors from the Embassy row as always…also..who is that your listening to?”

The Sultan smiled replied “ Oh that’s my daughter Fatima and her band made CD..mostly compose of some song covers and etc, it’s a hobby of hers, which she does on her spare time, but her maintain focus is her studies at Istanbul State University.”

“I see what instrument does she play?” asked Faruq

“Spanish Guitar for the most part, she made get it for her…when she about six years old..or so..” said the Sultan

“Interesting to say the least, so lets cut to the point of meeting my old student..why have you called me here to your new palace?” asked Faruq

“Simple Faruq…I have a offer for you…. after talking to the heads of the Intel agencies, they have agreed to restore your post and rankings, they believe you have learned your lesson from whatever you did that warrant them to send you to exile for all those years…what did you do to make them kick you out and send you to travels the world as a citizen of no where?” asked the Sultan

Faruq smiled and said “ The details of why I got exile are not important the reasons for it are…. its simple really I am got set up before I could set up someone else, which is a long story within itself for another day…just I failed at the rules of the game, kill or be killed and the then OI heads saw it was best to give two options…one kill myself or go self impose exile for a number of years…and now they believe I finally learn my lesson.. and I just accept the offer on the grounds that I still maintain my alias as a tailor.”

“Granted…you what’s funny is the fact, that you told me two different stories about why you were send into self impose exile…and I hear there is ten other stories about the subject matter, which is true, oh Faruq?”asked the Sultan

Faruq smiled and said “ Falsehoods are fun to tell then the true…since its too plain at times…maybe one of those stories are true or maybe none of them are true…ones of these days I shall tell you…but not now…mine its good to be back…and with my old rank as Flag Rank Political Commissar of AMI back…this will make my job as tailor a bit more interesting wouldn’t you say…but oh well I have a blast couple from Preatonia that I have do some fittings for them…damn their matching top hats I say…bah humbug I say and with that I take my leave.”

The Sultan nodded and Faruq left his office

“One of these days, old friend I shall find out the true..one of these bloody days..” remarked the Sultan to himself

Then his Secretary voice came though the intercom

“ Sultan, your wife Roxelane and her sisters are expecting you for tea in five minutes.” She said

“Ah fuck…. bloody in-laws…a bunch good for nothing.” Remarked the Sultan

“ I heard that Suleiman!” said Roxelane over the intercom

“Wait…what the hell….damn it Anne…you could have told me she was there…” muttered the Sultan over the intercom

“Nah that would kill my fun.” Replied the Secretary

“Oi..this is going to a be long tea time….agh..” said the Sultan, then he went off to face his wife and bloody in-laws

“THERE IS NO LIGHT AND DARK…ONLY THE GREY AREA..”

Throne room, Sultan Palace, New Delhi, India, Khailfah al Muslimeen

The Sultan calls for his cabinet, the Prime Minister, Grand Vizier, High Chancellor and the heads of Intel agency to attend a meeting in the throne room. Everyone that called to the meeting was there, wondering why the Sultan had called for a meeting out of the bloom and in the throne…something important had to be going on to warrant the use of the throne room.

Soon, the Sultan entered the room, flank by Imperial Black guardsmens. He quickly nodded to the guardsmen to close the doors at once.Then he walked forward to the throne and took his seat on it and begun to speak

“Many of you are wondering why I have called you here…and in the throne room of all places..simple, just recently our friends in the High Guard aka GRU have manger to finally pinpoint the main instigator for black banner mutiny, two attempts on my life and for the November 5th incident . ..some of you are thinking this is too good to be true that’s what I thought in till I got the confirmation from the High Guard, this instigator was one of our own viziers a insider with no sense of honor or loyalty to the Khailfah, for his crimes against the Khailfah, death by beheading and same for his two co instigators. BEING IN THE TRAITOR AND HIS LACKEYS!” commanded the Sultan

Everyone was shocked by the this sudden revelation, they more shocked when the Traitor and his two lackeys, the traitor was about the same age as the Sultan and was of Persian background, and the lackeys were of Turkish background.

“Ladies and gentlemen may I present to you, the traitor, ex Vizier Darius Riaz Omid Adel and his lackeys who cared out their masters will.” The Sultan walked up to him, the Sultan expressions were of a dark nature then his normal good nature, and the Sultan asked him if he had any last words.

Darius looked up and said” If given the choice to not do my actions…or do them…I’ll would gladly do it again and again…there will be others oh Sultan who will fill my shoes…that is the nature of things is it not?”

The Sultan nodded “ Yes, that is the nature of things…it is my duty to always stand guard and take your kind out...” Then the Sultan took one step closer and whisper into his ear..” Long time ago private Darius….I saved your life during the Caucasus Debacle…its a pity…we used to be friends once upon time and now look now…I have no regets for what I am about to do”

The Sultan then back and pull out a paper that he read out aloud “ I here by enacted a judgment of JAG courts which is death by beheading for ex Vizier Darius and his two lackeys,Sign by the head of the JAG court Head Judge Saad al Hafez with his officially seal.” With that the Sultan pull out his sword and Darius was already on his knees and he already knew his fate was sealed and looked blankly at the swords, as the Sultan raise it and got ready to strike him. The Sultan said the following
“ I don’t do this for my own personal gain or for anything else, do it because it’s my duty and obligation to this state and I’ll do it again and again because it has to be done and needs to be done.” Then the Sultan in one swing cut off the head of Darius and he look at his guards and he said

“ Get rid of the body and put the head on a pike outside the House of Viziers to get a point across.”

The Sultans Guards nodded and took the body and head away. Then the Sultan turn to the lackeys, who were filled with terror, as the guards bought them to their knees and the guards were ready to behead at the moment when the Sultan orders them to do it.

One of the lackeys pleaded with the Sultan

“Please, we were just following orders..don’t kill us for the love of humanity!” said one of the lackeys

The Sultan eyes narrowed and said “ Just following orders…yes…orders that endanger lives of the citizens of Khailfah…all judgments are final and as for humanity…it died for me on the battlefields during the Caucuses Debacle..now accept your fate!” Then the Sultan nodded and guards beheaded the two lackeys and Sultan told the guards “ Get rid of the bodies and put the heads on pikes outside the limits of New Delhi…to get the point across.. “

Then the Sultan said” This meeting is dismiss..leave now!” and surely enough everyone but the Grand Vizier and he said to the Sultan

“ Just another day in the life of the Sultan no?”

The Sultan remarked” Comes with the job..”