Isn’t it though? Those dangerous factions are still around, still causing trouble, and now this Nasr is claiming your Sultanate! So is Ra’uf, the former Sultan you ousted in his childhood. He’s all grown up, has taken a slice of Sicily for himself, and has the backing of a major faction in his effort to retake the Sultanate.
What are you on about now?
Well congratulations? There’s a major war on our hands, and Nasr is still out there somewhere, building an army. Right now, though, Ra’uf has a lot of troops in central Egypt.
Nasr’s Host is hiding off in Morocco, but given the volatile situation in Egypt and North Africa right now, he might come east any moment to stake his claim on a slice of the Nile. But you’re more interested in more temperate pursuits, aren’t you?
No, nothing Sultan! Only… there are many battles to be fought, and you’re spending most of your time reading books. I mean, reading is great! But someone needs to lead the armies.
Nasr’s Host is raising across our northern shores, landing with the protection of a massive fleet to raid Alexandria and Al Alamayn. Our army manages to catch Nasr himself off guard, however, and defeat him. He is your prisoner.
That might piss off your vassals, Sultan. He is a beaten man, and at your mercy. It would be wise to show some.
Uh… Your vassals definitely won’t enjoy that.
What about your wife? Do you care about her? How about your son?
Just like that?
Are you seriously suggesting we murder four of your eight children? Three of your potential targets would be kids, not even ten years old! One of them is your heir!
I wish I could say ‘no problem!’, but that would be a huge lie. Your wives are terrifying skullduggers.
Honestly? I have no idea any more. And you know what? I have no idea what you’re doing any more, either.
Between your poetry and your flying contraptions, you aren’t paying any attention to this war.
I watched you leap from your throne with bird feathers glued to your shirt.
Stop breaking the fourth wall, Hakam. It’s very distracting.
Seriously? The dog?
But dogs are okay?
So because you don’t find something cute, it’s okay to press it into an almost certainly fatal service?
I… hate you so much sometimes.
NEXT TIME: Will it fly?