09-28-2020, 12:28 AM
Message Class: Audio-Visual
Encryption: Lâle
To: Kingdom of Iberia
From: Emirate of Akhisar, Girit (Crete)
Encryption: Lâle
To: Kingdom of Iberia
From: Emirate of Akhisar, Girit (Crete)
Selamün aleyküm, Your Royal Majesty, King Enrique of Iberia. A lord to a lord, I greet you and I wish the stars bestow fortune upon you.
I am Ali Yusuf, eldest son of Ali Yusuf, by hereditary right Emir of Akhisar. As you know, my country lays over a piece of desert that borders your country in the north. We are thankful to Yeşil-Vaha, the oasis that gives us life, happiness and prosperity. During the day, no less than two million of us thrive on its gifts, until the night tames the desert, and the desert lets us harvest its gifts from its deep caverns, which the precursors have left for us, may the stars be with them.
But as you must have heard, this peaceful life has been interrupted by the war that my younger brother Abdul has brought upon me, wishful of my throne. My people are good and loyal, but my brother has taken Yeşil-Vaha from me helped by those avaricious Greeks from the north, may their verdant country one day become a desert, and all I have is the endless wealth of the desert. I am rich - and yet I starve! Aman!
The reason why I am speaking to Your Majesty, is because Your Majesty is mighty and powerful, and my people, subjugated by my younger brother, may the stars forgive his youthful impulsiveness, need your help. I do not ask you to speak with the Greeks - they will deny this. They have been ravaging our Tuareg lands since our exile many centuries ago, not letting us live in peace even after we had stepped off of their blessed, fertile soil. Their vasileia will deny it, because their vasileia truly did not do this. But their vasileia knows this, yet they did nothing to stop it. A few rich and powerful lords from their country want to be richer by the wealth of our desert, so they took our water and our bread. My loyal men hold the desert, but in time we will starve, and then Akhisar, on your border, will belong to the Greeks.
If Your Majesty helps me retake my rightful throne, then I will join Akhisar to your country: its lands, its people, its riches. We have a small star navy too - though my brother keeps them on his side because all their families are in my brother's hold - and it consists of a cruiser, a gunboat and some snubcraft, but although small, I will join all of it to your forces if Your Highness helps me retake my throne. While I live, I will rule my country as a paşa, appointed by Your Majesty, but after I am reunited with the stars, then my country will become yours, for the stars wished I only produce a daughter, and never be blessed with a child again.
Inşallah...
I am Ali Yusuf, eldest son of Ali Yusuf, by hereditary right Emir of Akhisar. As you know, my country lays over a piece of desert that borders your country in the north. We are thankful to Yeşil-Vaha, the oasis that gives us life, happiness and prosperity. During the day, no less than two million of us thrive on its gifts, until the night tames the desert, and the desert lets us harvest its gifts from its deep caverns, which the precursors have left for us, may the stars be with them.
But as you must have heard, this peaceful life has been interrupted by the war that my younger brother Abdul has brought upon me, wishful of my throne. My people are good and loyal, but my brother has taken Yeşil-Vaha from me helped by those avaricious Greeks from the north, may their verdant country one day become a desert, and all I have is the endless wealth of the desert. I am rich - and yet I starve! Aman!
The reason why I am speaking to Your Majesty, is because Your Majesty is mighty and powerful, and my people, subjugated by my younger brother, may the stars forgive his youthful impulsiveness, need your help. I do not ask you to speak with the Greeks - they will deny this. They have been ravaging our Tuareg lands since our exile many centuries ago, not letting us live in peace even after we had stepped off of their blessed, fertile soil. Their vasileia will deny it, because their vasileia truly did not do this. But their vasileia knows this, yet they did nothing to stop it. A few rich and powerful lords from their country want to be richer by the wealth of our desert, so they took our water and our bread. My loyal men hold the desert, but in time we will starve, and then Akhisar, on your border, will belong to the Greeks.
If Your Majesty helps me retake my rightful throne, then I will join Akhisar to your country: its lands, its people, its riches. We have a small star navy too - though my brother keeps them on his side because all their families are in my brother's hold - and it consists of a cruiser, a gunboat and some snubcraft, but although small, I will join all of it to your forces if Your Highness helps me retake my throne. While I live, I will rule my country as a paşa, appointed by Your Majesty, but after I am reunited with the stars, then my country will become yours, for the stars wished I only produce a daughter, and never be blessed with a child again.
Inşallah...
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