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| The End of One, the Rise of Another; The events surround of assissantion of Sultan Mahmoud | |
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| Topic Started: Feb 6 2016, 07:09 AM (151 Views) | |
| BenC | Feb 6 2016, 07:09 AM Post #1 |
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OCC: So I posted a thread in the the General Discussion Form about two months ago about possible ways of moving my nation from rule under Sultan Mahmoud to Crown Heir Hamza. I have decide that the most interesting way to accomplish this is though an attempt on his life followed by a rebellion by the terrorist all across the nation attempting to establish themselves as the new rulers but eventually failing. I'll post the first rp thread when I have finish it putting it together and this posting will act as an update on what has pass as rp moves forward. |
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| BenC | Mar 20 2016, 06:55 AM Post #2 |
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A man dressed in a traditionally tunic and cloak walked along a street early in the morning just coming from dawn prayers at a nearby mosque towards a average looking building smiling and greeting everyone who walked by him on the street, but behind his kind and happy smile was a man who was plotting the end of the Sultan's life in this world. He reached his house where he expected his followers and co-conspirator were waiting for him to beginning the final touches on their plan to bring about any Islamic Theocracy to their country by force if need be in the following few days. As he walked in his followers rose to greet him with young man by the name of Salman his most loyal follower greeting him first. "As salamu alaikum wa rahmatullah wa barakatuhu, Sheikh" Salman greeted his teacher with a warm embrace as the Sheikh returned it to him with a smile "Wa alaikum salam wa rahmatullah wa barakatuhu, my student jazakAllahu khair in our plans to bring out country back to the ways of our prophet SalAllahu allehi wa salam”. After this the two men sat down after the Sheikh greeted his other students with the same words of prays before the group of ten men began their plot. "Bismillah al rahman, al rahim, may he grant us victory in our war for salvation the evil and sinful actions our government has done and give us the patientions to succeed in returning our nation back to its full glory, purity, and piety it once seen under his watchful and merciful eyes. My students we know accomplish to reach this goal of salvation and that is to remove the poison that runs through the veins of our nation and weakens it to its very core by destroying the head of the serpent we call Sultan Mahmoud. His ancestors and family have destroyed our country though sinful actions of abolishing the Islamic Caliphate we were once governed by and moving away our traditions by modernizing the nation to much in the ways of the infident and kufr ways of the Europeans.” The Sheikh told his students as he looked around the room. He continued “We must remove Sultan Mahmoud so he can be judged by Allah for his actions and replace him with a righteous, pious, and honorable figure who will reestablish the Caliphate in our nation again. We must purge the Royal Family from the safety of its palaces that are modeled after the Europeans and burn them to the ground to remove the vile poison that has been place in the our countrymen veins. Only then will we be able to help strengthen our nation again and spread the word of Allah to the world to bring about true peace, justice, and equality that the revelations from Allah bring to our people. We must spread Islam all across the world by supporting our brothers who wage jihad against the infidels and their puppets who attempt to save themselves by claiming the follow the ways of our prophet SalAllahu allehi wa salam but don’t” Salman rose “Yes, we must wage our holy war to end Shaitan’s influence all across this world and bring the light of Islam and submission to the one true god to the world so all can repent to him for their sinful actions. We will accomplish this by removing the traitorous Mahmoud from the Sultanship by assassinations and in the aftermath of his death the people will rise up in happiness to aide us in our war. Together we will overthrow the infidel, kufr House of Qabiaovese once and for all as our ancestors almost did many centuries ago to help keep the Caliphate strong, pious, and pure from all the evils of the secular Sultans. He was meet with cheers from his fellow students before they began to plot the assassination of Sultan Mahmoud and the beginning of the Civil War that would be rage all across the nation to establish what they saw as righteousness. OCC: Anyone is allowed to join in after I've posted the assassination attempt on Mahmoud's life if you chose to just pm me so we can ensure the rp is moving in the direction I want it to go in. |
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| BenC | Jul 22 2016, 07:44 PM Post #3 |
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A Few Weeks Later After weeks of planning the group of men had finished their plan to assassination the Sultan and take over the government in a revolution that would create an Islamic Theocracy with the support of the masses to replace the monarchy and its supporters. The plan involved shooting the Sultan as he did his usual walk from the Ali Umar Masjid to the Executive Palace after Jum'ah Prayers had finished followed by other conspirators seizing control of the capitol's state television station to broadcast the news across the nation which the rebels believe would spark the need support from the masses for their plan. As the day came closer the Sheikh and Salman talked for one last time about how the event would go done tomorrow afternoon. "Your place Salman shall be to lead your brothers to ensure the death of that kufr traitor along with any other government leaders with him to ensure that the false lead officials will be free and will see that we are on the just side and follow the ways of our prophet Muhammad SalAllahu allehi wa salam. This will make gaining their support and having them rally to our banner much easier in the short and long term by allowing us to have people loyal to the cause already in power. After the attack has ended your brothers and I will seize the State Television Station and broadcast my message of the death across the country and make the plead for the masses to rally to our cause. You will join me with your subordinates at the station before we seize control of the Executive Palace with our soldiers who will come pouring in to ensure our success by prevent those traitors from stopping us but will also have the support of the masses in their help should we begin to lose and we will push back against the royal family's forces." Salman nodded in agreement before giving his farewells to his teacher who will be the new leader of his country come sunset tomorrow night of a nation that will move towards a true Islamic State lead by scholars instead of despot of a monarch. As he left he prayed that Allah would give them the strength to fight tomorrow and be successful in their revolution to establish his state in the Republic. Salman didn't know how wrong he would be when he pulled the trigger tomorrow or what vengeful raft that he and his fellow revolutionaries would face by the man who would replace Mahmoud his younger brother Crown Heir Hamza a spiting image of Sharyan in both his philosophy and miliarty prowess that will hunt them to the ends of the world and ensure their painful death. The Next Day after Jum'ah Prayers Salman and his fellow revolutionaries watched as the Sultan guarded by only six elite palace guards walked tomorrows them and their hiding place in two alleys on either side of the street where they were armed with rifles and small firearms to open fire in a few minutes. Salman keep saying "Easy now, wait for him to get a little bit closer to spot before opening fire on him and those traitors" over and over again to ensure the men keep their cool and don't prematurely open up on the party. Finally after waiting three minutes Salman yelled "NOW!" and the gun fire open up on the Sultan and his bodyguards and advisers, but unfortunate for the assassins they didn't expect the palace guards to be wearing heavy body armor underneath their everyday cloth and once the firefight began two guards covered the Sultan from any rounds fired at him risking their own lives for him to survive. This continue until Salman got a chance to shot the Sultan once by running and tackling the guard in the front and he hoped that bullet would do fatal damage before the guards either shot him or stabbed him with their army knife. That shoot hit just to the right of left side but not near his heart before the back palace guard executed him with a single shot to the back of his head ending Salman's life without knowing if he made a difference in the revolt against tyranny. The remaining men started to follow back after seeing their leader killed in front of them which low their moral dramatically and as they ran the Republic Guard that arrived shot them as they retreated from the scene to the Television Station. At the Television Station the other group was able to take it over but they underestimated the time the alert that would go out to the Republic Guard Corp and Army in the capitol city so they were only able to broadcast their prerecord video before having to fled to the safe house where they learn Salman did a suicide attempt to accomplish his goal. The group eventually had to fled from the city to their stronghold just outside the city to see how the nation would react without knowing if Salman shot killed the Sultan or just wounded him which would allow either Hamza to take over or even worse unleash the raft of Sultan Father Sharyan who would brutally attack them until they broke and would rally the masses to his side against them. This would mean they would have to hide underground for much of the next few weeks before fleeing either to Dakfani or Walidi province. The Sultan was currently under going surgery to save his life as the bullet while not hitting his heart did to damage to the left lung which made it hard to breath with a very high chance of him either not be able to return the monarchy for a few months if not never or would prove fatal leading to his death as the leader. Crown Prince Hamza was currently the highest ranking official in the Capitol with both his brothers and uncle away carrying out business around the country leaving only his mother and father who were current residing in the main palace until they left for a three week vacation and tour of the Europe. Even though Sultan Sharyan wasn't officially in the government he still held de facto power and he used that along side Hamza to take control of the government and provide leadership for country and commanding the units around the district to close down and encircle the whole city to shut down any attempts by the rebels from leaving. At Mahmoud side was his mother and cousins Abdullah II and Supreme General Fahdu who was ensuring the hospital became so secure it would prevent any attempts to finish the job up by the assassins. The royals were playing the waiting game to see if Mahmoud would pull though or if Hamza a few months into his reign would have to step up and take the mantle of the Sultanship and bury his older brother before taking his revenge upon the people who did this to him. |
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| BenC | Jan 30 2017, 03:28 PM Post #4 |
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The doctors who were working on the Sultan after many hours of surgery to find, remove and repair the best they could the damaged done to the Sultan Mahmoud by the bullet walk out of the operating room and into the waiting room where Queen Mayiassie was waiting to hear the fate of our eldest son from the doctors. Dr. Amir walk up to her and look her straight in the eye which had great sorrow and remorse in it as he began to talk Mayiassie collapsed to the floor as he said that he found the bullet but the damage to the Sultan was to great and that he did all he could to save his life but he could only prolong it for a few hours. Amir told her that Mahmoud would die soon and that she must say her goodbye to her eldest child. Mayiassie cried as the Dr. Amir conforted her and motioned for his companion to get a message to the Sultan Sharyan and Crown Heir Hamza about the fate of Mahmoud which he did as he watched Mayiassie pick herself off the floor and sit at the chair she had used. Dr. Hussein made the call to the Executive Palace where he knew Sultan Sharyan and Crown Prince Hamza were at waiting for the news to come to them about the events that had unfolded just a few hours ago. When the operator got them though the first voice he heard was the of Sharyan who talked with a very slow tone to him "Yes...Who am I talking to at the moment" Hussein swallowed so he could get his voice to work "Your Majesty it's Dr. Hussein from the hospital I have some news about his Highness Sultan Mahmoud h-h-h-hees... He is going to die my liege in the coming hours. Dr. Amir and I did all we could be the bullet just did to much severe damage to the Sultan and it proved fatal. We could only prolong his life for a few more hours and I think it would be proper if you came to say your last good bye, your wife Queen Mayiassie has already been informed. My colleague is with her now to calm her down so she can see her son who is barely conscious and as I said he is not long from this work.". The only response he got was a very long and shallow breath from the Sultan before followed by some heavying before Sharyan responded in a voice that you could tell he was broken and in great emotional pain "Thank you Doctor for doing all you can for my son and given us just a few more hours of precious time with him before he returns to Allah" and with that the line went dead. Executive Palace Sultan Sharyan and Crown Prince Hamza were currently with the National Security Council and General Abulma former head of the Republic Guard Corp in the Capital when an aide came into the room to tell Sultan Sharyan that there was a call waiting for him in one of the offices off the room. Sharyan walked into the room and picked up the phone to ask who it was and after a few minutes he heard the one sentence that no father ever wants to hear about his son that he is going to die, that he will outlive his son not the other way and around. The only thing Sharyan could do was just stare blank forward out the window and into the conference room with a expression of horror, shock, and of great sorrow which caught the eye of Hamza who saw his father. His father closed his eyes hunched over and shook very quickly at whatever was delivered to him, but Hamza knew all too well that the news was that his eldest brother, his sultan, and his closer friend had dead because of the assassins. He could feel a cold sweat come over him followed immediately by a great fire in his blood that could only come from rage, anger, hatred for whoever killed his brother. He proceed to watch his father compose himself and hang the phone up before walking into the room to make the official announcement to the gathered officials. Sultan Sharyan with tears in his eyes said "That was the doctors who operated on Sultan Mahmoud and...that the wound proved fatal to his body...and that h-h-h-hee-he is not going to survive the night..." that's all he could say before collapsing to the floor sobbing. Ali Fateh was the first to him as he was the closest of the brothers and hugged his father and held him in his arms on the floor as he cried. Khalifa got to him next followed by the two younger brothers of Sharyan who surrounded their patriarch the wise, kind man who lead the country through war and peace, through hardships and prosperity crying. Hamza didn't move from his spot shaking in anger with tears in his eyes not moving as he plotted his revenge that would come in the following days. Many historians would look back on this day and remember it as the end of one, the rise of another. Edited by BenC, Feb 1 2017, 03:15 PM.
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| BenC | Feb 16 2017, 12:33 PM Post #5 |
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Hamza just shook with anger, fury, and hatred with tears threatening to spill from his eyes as he sighted at his father weeping in his older brother's arms surrounded by his family as the mourned the coming death of his eldest brother Sultan Mahmoud. He was so focused that he didn't see General Abulma come up to him from behind and didn't flinch when he place his hand on his shoulder and began to talk "Crown Prince I am very sorry for your lose, your brother was a great man of wisdom, kindness, and respect to all who knew him over these last few months. I can feel your anger but now is the time to mourn for him, leave the planning of the revenge to us your loyal commanders to destroy this filth that plagues the Earth with its hatred and ignorance." Hamza didn't respond but only turned to the door without saying a word to his family, but before he walked though the door he looked one more time at his father before leaving the room to walk the distance to his personal office in the upper floor of the palace to plan his retaliation against the people who caused some much pain to his father. Sharyan felt someone place their arms around him as he sobbed loudly in the room and hear the voice of his now eldest son whisper with a broken voice "sssshhhh, let it out father let it all out we got you. Its going to be alright he has passed away there still time to see him before he goes. Come lets go to see him he would want us to be there beside him to comforted him when he goes and I'm sure he would want to hear one last of your stupid jokes before you go father.". Sharyan started to laugh a little as his son tried to calm him down and when he looked up he saw he was surrounded by his family except Hamza and he look around the room hoping to get a glance of him but all he saw was Abulma walking up to him with great concern and shook his head side to side before talking "He left my lord, I fear that anger and hatred guide his actions and fuel his want for revenge on those terrorist,". Sharyan eyes widen and he bolt up to a standing position all within a few seconds before he turn to see a door left open that he though was the one used by the aide, but now knew it was used by Hamza as he went to his office in the floor above. He ran out of the room down the hallway and made a turn to the right to see the retreating form of his youngest son and future sultan walking quickly and he race towards him. Sharyan closed quickly the distance between him and Hamza and yelled with his booming voice "Hamza, Hamza, HAMZA!!! Stop Hamza, Stop right now," Hamza stopped but didn't turn to face his father when he heard him stop a few feet from him. Did not turn because he didn't want to see the sorrow of his father, the sorrow that would make him break down on the spot and prevent him from getting his revenge on those men. He wanted to keep going, to tell his father to leave him be and go see Mahmoud before he passed. He knew he couldn't because his father would want him to mourn the death first and collective himself before letting fury be his guide for revenge. |
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| BenC | Apr 24 2017, 10:47 AM Post #6 |
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The tension in the air in the hallway was thick as Sharyan and his son the future sultan stood facing away from each other waiting for one of them to move or say something to break that tension. Sharyan waited for a few mintues before beginning "Hamza I know that you are anger, hateful, and want revenge but now is not the time for that it is time for mourning for the coming end of your brother's life and..." Hamza turned with great fury in his eyes that were stained by tears as he spoke with great anguish that he hadn't express in many years since he was a child. "NO!! THOSE FILTHY RATS MUST PAY FOR WHAT THEY DID TO MY BROTHER, MY SULTAN, AND TO MY FAMILY." Hamza let out before taking a breath and continuing "I will not give them the honor or right to live on this earth a moment longer father. I will rain down upon them the full fury and force of my countrymen to end their treasonous lives by all means and avenge my fallen brother with or without your support or blessing,". Sharyan stood there waiting for any farther signs from his youngest son that he would continue before he spoke again with a soft tune fill to plead and beg for Hamza to collective himself before he went farther down that dark path of anger. "Hamza please your brother has not died yet and he would want you his younger brother, his heir, and his greatest friend by his side as he leaves this world to return to our lord to wait for the final judgement day. Please calm your anger and rage, its time for mourning for the final hours of Mahmoud's life not for revenge upon those terrorist my son." Hamza just shook with fury at what his father said before letting out his respond "YOU ACT AS IF YOU DON'T CARE YOUR ELDEST SON IS GOING TO DIE. THAT WE SHOULDN'T RAIN DOWN DEATH UPON THOSE RODENTS FOR WHAT THEY DID TO MY BROTHER AND CLOSEST FRIEND.". Sharyan responded with great fury that Hamza has never seen before even when he displeased his father for the trouble he caused and he flinch as he took a step back from his father. He knew that struck a chord that he shouldn't have hit and ignited the rage that his father never shown towards anyone but the most hated enemies of his country and before he could apologize Sharyan let out with a booming voice "YOU THINK I DON'T CARE FOR MY ELDEST SON WHO I LOVED WITH ALL MY HEART, WHO WAS SUPPOSE TO BE A BETTER RULER THAN I, THAT WAS TO BE MY HEIR TO PEACE AND PROSPERITY FOR OUR COUNTRY. YOU ACT AS IF YOU ARE THE ONLY ONE WHO WANTS THOSE ANIMALS KILL FOR WHAT THEY DID TO MY SON. IN ADDITION TO ACCUSING ME THAT I DON'T CARE THAT HE IS FAR FROM THIS WORLD AND THAT I WILL OUTLAST HIM NOT THE OTHER WAY AROUND. HOW DARE YOU HAMZA, HOW DARE YOU ACCUSE ME OF NOT MOURNING FOR HIM." Sharyan broke down again onto the floor sobbing harder than before as Hamza just stood there still shocked at what he had said and the fury that his father turned on him with after accusing him of not caring. Before Hamza could move his mother Mariam came around the corner with in great strides towards him with fury he knew that was only used by his gentle mom for when one of her children had done something really horrible. Before he could say a single thing, she hit him with great force to the ground with her hand across his face that echo down the large hallway before yelling at him "How dare you accuse your father of not loving your older brother, how dare you think you are the only one is grieving. I raised you to have greater respect for your elders and family even when you didn't get want you wanted or hear what you wanted to hear. you better beg for forgives right now Hamza or you will be in so much trouble for the coming months I don't care if you are going to become Sultan I will ground you so hard you wish that had done something more horrible than this. Hamza just laid there holding his cheek with his hand as he tried to easy the pain for what he thinks is the hardest slap he has ever received from his mother in her rage. As this was going on Ali Fateh had followed Mariam and was now comforting his father as he weep in his arm and look at his brother with great concern and pleading for him to apologize before Mariam hit him again for his stubbornness |
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| BenC | May 10 2017, 06:11 AM Post #7 |
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Mariam turned on her heels an walked over to her husband who was still sobbing in Ali Fateh's arm and spoke "Ali Fateh go talk to my son now and bring sense to him and I will take your father back to our family to wait for you and Hamza to return from your talk. Please talk some sense and respect into your younger brother as I will not tolerate any disrespect again towards your father especially about his love you and your brothers got Ali Fateh". Ali Fateh just bowed his head in understanding before he whispered some parting words to his father and hugged him before passing him to Mariam before getting up to walk over to his brother still on the ground. Ali Fateh look down at his brother and raised his eyebrow as to say 'get up and walk with me' to his younger brother who was still trying to ease the pain on his left cheek where a red mark began to form from how hard Mariam had hit him a few moments ago. Hamza took his older brother's hand and got up and walked towards the courtyard with his brother to talk about his actions. The walked in silence for a few minutes before Ali Fateh broke the it with "You know if you don't apologize your life and reign will be a very short one brother, as your mother will grind into dust and throw you to the wind." Hamza responded "I know and I feel terrible for saying those words to dad, and I know there is no excuses for doing it but when I heard those words my anger just took over my actions. I wanted to get my revenge on those terrorist that I was blind to dad's actions to calm me down before I did something I regretted which I clearly did to dad and I am sure that he's going to be upset with me for awhile even if I apologize right now" the last part felled with sadness. Ali Fateh just looked at him and spoke "Yes, he is going to be upset for a few hours maybe a day at best but he will not stay anger or upset with you for long; he has another grieve at the moment and he wants our family to come together for these trying teams after Mahmoud dies. Next you need to learn to control your anger and temper as out of the three of us you are most like dad with your attitude and emotions when it comes to someone attacking one of your love ones or our people. Your temper ignites and you want to punish them for what they did, but unlike father you let your anger blind you to rational decisions and you need to stop it next time so you can see reason." Hamza just nodded as they walked for a few more moments. Once in the courtyard the two sat down at one of the benches to continue their talk "Hamza you need to learn that taking action without talking to others leads to being blind from possible consequences that others may see but you don't. How do you think dad managed to also win wars against powerful enemies or retailate against organization that cause harm to his country it's because he always talked with others whether it be uncle Abdullah and Jabulah or with one of his councils. He also talked it out with someone who saw things from a different point of view or would propose the worst case scenario about what could happen if the plan totally failed and thats how he became such a great leader and sultan for so long. You need to learn to do the same in the coming weeks as you are swore in as the new Sultan and lead our country though this terrible time towards justice and prosperity. As our lord revealed to the Nabi "those who answer the call of their Lord and establish the prayer, and who conduct their affairs by Shura. [are loved by God]" so by talking with the councils Allah will always grant you clean of mind and sight to see what is the best course of action." Hamza nodded before speaking "I understand brother, I understand that I need to learn not to be guide by my temper or emotions but by wisdom granted by our Lord and by others who see things different than me. I think we should head back to father so I can apologize before getting my ass hand to me by mother and Seraphine who I think has founded out about by outburst and surely is going to chop my ass off and mount it on a wall like a stuffed animal." Hamza joked with the last part with a smile which Ali Fateh just shook his head in amusement before responding with a laugh "That's the spirit Hamza, yes lets go back so I can watch you get spanked so hard before getting you ass surgically removed via sword." With that the two walked back to the room and to their waiting family. |
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| BenC | Jul 23 2017, 04:39 PM Post #8 |
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Crown Prince Hamza and Prince Ali Fateh walked back towards where their family was gathered before they would leave for the hospital to spend their final hours with Mahmoud before he passed away from his injuries in the assassination attempt on his life a few days ago by the terrorist after Friday prayers. As they walked in Seraphina strides over to her husband and hit in the face with a smack as tears ran down her face with a furious look on her face "HOW DARE YOU TALK ILL OF YOUR FATHER HAMZA. HOW DARE YOU THINK HE DOESN'T SUFFER AFTER FINDING OUT HE WILL LOSE HIS FIRST BORN SON." she let out in a booming voice. Hamza flinched for a few seconds after the hit but bow his head in shame as he knew he was in very deep trouble now as he wife had found out about his yelling match with his father a few minutes ago. He raised his head and began to respond "I know what I said was wrong and disrespectful to father, and i didn't mean to say it to him at all but...," Seraphina yelled again "NO BUTS YOU SHOULD HAVE DISRESPECTED YOUR FATHER PERIOD ABOUT HIS LOVE FOR HIS SON,". Hamza look at her pleading to allow his to finish "know but my anger got the better of me as I just wanted to avenge my brother against those terrorist and in my state I could see that father was trying to calm me down to prevent me from doing something foolish." Hamza walked over to his father and fully bow down on the ground with tears coming from his eyes and apologize to his father. "I am sorry for saying those words father and accusing you of not loving your first born son, my brother Mahmoud. I let my rage and anger blind me from your calming words that you spoke to me and I know that you are very anger with me and if you wish I leave you be so you may mourn the loss of Mahmoud and enjoy the last few hours without me there. I only ask that you accept my apology and know that I am very truly sorry for disrespecting and bring dishonor to our family father." Hamza remain on the ground without looking up waiting for his father to verbally lash out and send him away but the only response is silence. After a few moments he nod to himself and got up and said "I see that you are still anger with me I will go so you may leave for the hospital without looking up as he hung his head in shame before turning to walk out of the room. Sharyan P.O.V. Sharyan was looking at his son as he apologized to him and plead for his forgiveness for yelling at him about not loving his eldest son Mahmoud who was hours away from leaving this world. Sharyan fix a hard gaze upon his youngest fighting back the tears that threaten to spill from his eyes as Hamza tearfully apologized. He wait not knowing if he should comforted his son and saying everything is alright but he could move his body wouldn't move forward nor didn't he find his voice to speak and after a few moments Hamza got up and spoke one last time about believing he was still anger at him for his actions before walking out with his head hung low in shame. After a few second Sharyn's body finally respond as he got up from his chair and walk after his son calling his name again "HAMZA!!!!! HAMZA STOP!!!" down the hallway to his youngest son and soon to be sultan. Hamza stop and turned with his head hung in shame believe that he would punish him now. Hallway a few second later. Sharyan finally reached Hamza and he walked up to him and observed that Hamza held his head down believe he would be verbal lash at now by Sharyan, but the opposite happen Sharyan walk right up to and hug him in his strong arms with all his strength and said "You are forgiven my son" which broke Hamza who began to weep in his father's arm like a young child. Sharyan rub his youngest son's back trying to calm him as tears threaten to leave his eyes and after a few minutes Hamza found his voice "You are not anger that I yelled at you, that I accused you of not wanting revenge, and for disrespecting you. You are you sure wish to welcome me back so soon, I thought you would still be anger with me for a few more days as you mourn Mahmoud eventual passing from his wounds." Sharyan respond with tearful eyes "No, I can never be anger for long my son for what you did or said. You are most like me in temper and attitude but you let your rage and anger guide your actions instead of using your head and wisdom that you have around you. I do want revenge but right now it is time to grieve for Mahmoud and in the coming days we can plan to hunt down those terrorist with our commander. Now come I believe it's time for us to return to our family before your mom tries to surgically remove your ass with a sword and mounts it on the wall." Hamza laugh at the last part and nodded as he walked with his father back to the room to face his mother and wife. |
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| BenC | Sep 27 2017, 09:26 AM Post #9 |
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The Sultan-to be was sitting in the very office that was his brother's office and their fathers before them looking out across the city that just a few weeks ago was mourning the death of his brother Sultan Mahmoud's death at the hands of the terrorist zealots. The city was decorated with his family's crest along with his flag which would fly next all the sultans before him at the Tribal Palace and over the very palace he now called home. Hamza turned and look around the office that was redecorated with his paints and gifts he had received over the years as a military commander and prince that came from both foreign officials and from his father. The office now had a grand hand sew green carpet that was made from a mixture of wool and silk that was made as gift from seamstress in the city which took her and her family a week to make. The carpet was decorated with the crest of the Qabiaovese Family along with golden emboldened crescent moon and star. The furniture was a gift from his relative Prince Abdul who was a distant relative of his father and famous woodcarver The chairs and table were made with beautiful Caspian Oak and Walnut furniture along with the couch and end tables were Fir that were his late brothers that held the cravings of him his remaining brothers as a gift when Mahmoud acceded the throne. Hamza sigh as his eyes land on those end tables as a feeling of sadness and loss came over him as he remember that these were the only reminders that he wanted to keep of his brother in his new office. As he stare off his father Sharyan came in and brought him back to the present “It’s time to go my son so you may succeed both me and your older brother on the throne of our country.” Hamza turned and nodded as he followed his father out of the office to the elevator. The two men walked in silence out of the elevator into the lobby where the remaining members of his family were waiting for him to arrive. The first to greet him was his mother followed by Seraphina with their son in her arms who was now two years old and wanted to be held by his father. Hamza smiled as he look at his son and possibly heir to the throne of his country and softly greet him “Salam Habibi, who are you today my son” as he picked up his son in his arms. Jibral look up at his father and responded “I am doing good abba.” and hugged him as his father picked him up. The soon to be Sultan hug his son tightly as he look around at his family and nodded to each one as he walked towards the door. Hamza and his father rode in one of the cars towards the Holy Grand Imam Ali Umar Masjid a few miles from the castle and talked about what he would need to do after taking the throne which included appointing a Crown Heir to replace him. “Hamza, you need to pick a candidate who would help you stabilize the country for the coming years and govern the country towards prosperity. Now this pick doesn’t have to be a permanent as your uncle was my first Crown Heir until your brother was ready to take the title from him. My advice to you is to pick either one of your brothers like Ali Fateh or Khalifa or appoint your nephew Sharyan as the Crown Prince.” Hamza nodded as he listen and thought over the advice of who he wanted to be the possible his deputy in the government. The cars pulled up to the masjid a few minutes later and the family got out to start preparing for the ceremony that would start in three hours to crown the new Sultan and Crown Heir of the Sultanate. |
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11:40 AM Jul 13