Dark king
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Main writer : SargonofNukkad
It was 1308 A.D. and Alauddin Khilji the Sultan of Delhi was preparing the second expedition of Devagiri. The King of Devagiri had discontinued monetary tribute to the Sultanate and had provided amnesty to the defeated King Karna of Gujarat. That amounted to declaration of war against Delhi.
He wanted to personally lead the expedition this time but ill health poured water on his plans. Therefore Khilji instructed his Viceroy Malik Kafur & Chief Commander Alp Khan to lead the expedition.
Malik Kafur was the second most important man in the Sultanate and was the principal advisor of the Sultan. A slave of Egyptian descent, he was sold to Khilji and rose high in the royal court. He was brown skinned, had piercing green eyes and was long haired. Although not muscular yet his body captivated men & women alike. He was of medium height, around 5 feet 6 inches. When Kafur wasn't busy sharing plans of subduing the enemies of the Sultanate he was busy sharing Khilji's bed. Kafur was infamous within the kingdom as the biggest sodomite.
Alp Khan was the Sultan's brother in law. A man of Turkish ascent, he was a born warrior. At six feet tall he was a hulk, had piercing blue eyes, Caucasian skin and a magnificent beard. He radiated fear & respect. He was an outstanding soldier and had a way with women, especially the exotic infidel women of Hindustan.
"The fort will fall within two days," said Kafur confidently to Alp Khan. The Sultan's army had reached the capital of Devagiri. They had began the siege of the Royal Fort.
"Patience Malik. Never make the mistake of underestimating your enemy. The Yadavas will resist till the last man," replied Alp Khan looking at the catapults ramming the fort walls.
"Resist? That old infidel King Ramadeva? He'll surrender within hours and give us all his women & treasure for truce just like the last time General!" Kafur replied haughtily.
Alp Khan didn't pay heed to Kafur's words. He had a job at his hand. That was capturing the castle and negotiating a surrender of the Yadavas. The Sultanate Army was 200,000 strong with catapults and ramming battery devices. His men were blood thirsty warriors who would plunder enemy forces and reduce great cities to rubble. But his men were growing weary, morale was considerably low and supplies were running out. Time was not on his side. He had to make sure that the capital fell within a week.
The day's battle ended at evening. Little progress was made thought Alp Khan. He was in a bitter mood. The soldiers were all busy in various things. Malik Kafur too wasn't seen anywhere. Alp called a soldier and said, "Visit the Harem and ask for Rubaiya. Tell her that the General has summoned her."
The soldier nodded and left.
Alp Khan needed someone by his side now. He needed a good fuck. He had been going through a dark patch for months now. His marital life was strained and relations with the royal family had deteriorated. On top of that, the journey from Delhi to Devagiri had took a toll on his health. He needed a rejuvenation. Rubaiya was her medicine.
"Salam Alp," said Rubaiya playfully as she entered the tent of Alp Khan. Alp felt as if the angels of paradise had struck the harp of grace. He felt happy after a long period of time.
Rubaiya was his favourite concubine. A girl of 19, she was a Byzantine slave that he had bought from the Market of Baghdad. She was slender, light olive skinned, eyes that resembled the raven, hair that touched her waist, buttocks that captivated the mighty & breasts where men surrendered. But what made her different from all his concubines was her intellectual superiority. Rubaiya would participate in debates with the glorious General & even play chess. He was Alp's true soul mate.
It was 1308 A.D. and Alauddin Khilji the Sultan of Delhi was preparing the second expedition of Devagiri. The King of Devagiri had discontinued monetary tribute to the Sultanate and had provided amnesty to the defeated King Karna of Gujarat. That amounted to declaration of war against Delhi.
He wanted to personally lead the expedition this time but ill health poured water on his plans. Therefore Khilji instructed his Viceroy Malik Kafur & Chief Commander Alp Khan to lead the expedition.
Malik Kafur was the second most important man in the Sultanate and was the principal advisor of the Sultan. A slave of Egyptian descent, he was sold to Khilji and rose high in the royal court. He was brown skinned, had piercing green eyes and was long haired. Although not muscular yet his body captivated men & women alike. He was of medium height, around 5 feet 6 inches. When Kafur wasn't busy sharing plans of subduing the enemies of the Sultanate he was busy sharing Khilji's bed. Kafur was infamous within the kingdom as the biggest sodomite.
Alp Khan was the Sultan's brother in law. A man of Turkish ascent, he was a born warrior. At six feet tall he was a hulk, had piercing blue eyes, Caucasian skin and a magnificent beard. He radiated fear & respect. He was an outstanding soldier and had a way with women, especially the exotic infidel women of Hindustan.
"The fort will fall within two days," said Kafur confidently to Alp Khan. The Sultan's army had reached the capital of Devagiri. They had began the siege of the Royal Fort.
"Patience Malik. Never make the mistake of underestimating your enemy. The Yadavas will resist till the last man," replied Alp Khan looking at the catapults ramming the fort walls.
"Resist? That old infidel King Ramadeva? He'll surrender within hours and give us all his women & treasure for truce just like the last time General!" Kafur replied haughtily.
Alp Khan didn't pay heed to Kafur's words. He had a job at his hand. That was capturing the castle and negotiating a surrender of the Yadavas. The Sultanate Army was 200,000 strong with catapults and ramming battery devices. His men were blood thirsty warriors who would plunder enemy forces and reduce great cities to rubble. But his men were growing weary, morale was considerably low and supplies were running out. Time was not on his side. He had to make sure that the capital fell within a week.
The day's battle ended at evening. Little progress was made thought Alp Khan. He was in a bitter mood. The soldiers were all busy in various things. Malik Kafur too wasn't seen anywhere. Alp called a soldier and said, "Visit the Harem and ask for Rubaiya. Tell her that the General has summoned her."
The soldier nodded and left.
Alp Khan needed someone by his side now. He needed a good fuck. He had been going through a dark patch for months now. His marital life was strained and relations with the royal family had deteriorated. On top of that, the journey from Delhi to Devagiri had took a toll on his health. He needed a rejuvenation. Rubaiya was her medicine.
"Salam Alp," said Rubaiya playfully as she entered the tent of Alp Khan. Alp felt as if the angels of paradise had struck the harp of grace. He felt happy after a long period of time.
Rubaiya was his favourite concubine. A girl of 19, she was a Byzantine slave that he had bought from the Market of Baghdad. She was slender, light olive skinned, eyes that resembled the raven, hair that touched her waist, buttocks that captivated the mighty & breasts where men surrendered. But what made her different from all his concubines was her intellectual superiority. Rubaiya would participate in debates with the glorious General & even play chess. He was Alp's true soul mate.