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Grievances of the Unheard Once upon a time there was a dream to make a land for the free, A dream and that is all it was as people of color were bound In the chains forced upon them by their fellow men; as their lives and cries were lost as the bells of freedom rang and drowned their loud sounds; While their fellow men would whip and beat these poor black men to the hard ground, And yet for those that ran/to be free, they would be fed to the hounds, But the Fathers that found this ravaged land had the chance to end it all And yet they kept the system out of fear; to unite the states and doomed Their posterity to centuries of hate and pain and spilt blood, And now I watch the news of the people who are consumed by the gloom, Unable to do my part at seventeen as men are inhumed As they seek to be heard after being ignored as anger ballooned, While those before who rebelled in Shay’s and Whiskey were pardoned Along with those who left to keep the blood rusted chains in the fields By Washington and Lincoln, who many admire and praise as heroes, And yet the men and women who peacefully protest for ideals Of justice after being ignored for far too long yell out pleads; Only to be met with force and are sent to jail by some fiends, After years of fighting for rights of colored people years ago Were all those sacrifices of those who died for change made in vain? Liberty may stand on broken chains but she cries in chains herself As she watches as her people are shot and gassed, writhing in pain, Meanwhile the orange man hides away tweeting away; guilty as Cain As he guns down his own citizens, showing how he is insane, But here I sit holding back tears writing these words to express how trapped I feel; unable to do my part at seventeen when men before Conquered nations at my age, and yet I am unable to help Those who are on the ground taking a stand for true justice and more, All I can do is sit and watch the world burn as more blood is poured, Is this the land of the free or of the damned, I ask as I offer another prayer,

The President sat in his limo as he watched the Sultan walk back into the hotel. As he watched, he had a large coughing fit that caused a major pain in his chest. He felt weak, he knew he shouldn’t have been as active as he has been the past few days, but he had to in order to ensure good relations with Lanorth. I have lived a long and good life, I have few regrets. I hope I have made my father and my grandfather, great grandfather, and great-great grandfather proud with all I have done in life. But unlike them, I thankfully didn’t have to kill anyone in my time as an agent in the SIC. Now I just have to get my will set up and speak with all of my children, including Adsila. Thankfully, I told my children that Adsila was their sister years ago after she was born and sent away. Adsila put a hand on the old man’s shoulder as the limo began to drive to Austenaco Manor, “Are you going to be alright tonight father?” “Yes I will be fine, I will have Dr. Ahalakochee and a member of the Raven Claws looking after me. You have nothing to fear for now, when I arrive at the manor I will have a lawyer help me create the will and a shaman will give me the Great Spirit’s Blessing of the Departing Soul. I do not believe I will die tonight nor tomorrow but I wish to be ready just in case.” He answered. But there is one thought that weighs on his mind, the family tradition. It is the Ani’-Wah’ family tradition even before the unification of the tribes going all the way back to the War of the Covenant. It has been tradition that a male member of the family of at least eighteen years of age is to be a spy until they turn thirty. The son who ends up becoming an agent is to be the next head of the Ani’-Wah’ family and takes over the Ani’-Wah’ family business, AW Encrypted. However, all of his sons are already in their thirties and have kids of their own. The closest child he has that has the potential to be the head of the family after his death according to tradition would be Adsila, even though she is a female he can probably change the salic nature of the tradition. But there is another part of the tradition, only the selected child that becomes a spy will know the family history of working in the intelligence world. I guess it wouldn’t hurt to tell her, she is just the right age, she is like me, my father, my grandfather, etc. in the fact that she graduated early from high school and is graduating early from university. She is intelligent, resourceful, and athletic. I guess I have no choice. He sighed and said, “Adsila I have something to tell you.” She looked at him and asked, “What’s the matter?” “You are the only child I have that is young enough to follow the family tradition, something I have neglected with your siblings. Do you know what our family business is?” He asks in a serious tone, “AW Encrypted, our family’s communications and information company right?” She asks, “That is only the cover for our family’s history. Ever since the Great Spirit War, the Ani’-Wah’ family has been spies for our tribe and we were the foundation of intelligence in Zoran. For years, all members of the family worked for the Platypus Tribe to spy on other tribes and to keep a dot on all things that were going on in each tribe. This is why our family has always been large as we needed as many children as possible to spy on all thirty tribes. Yes I said thirty, we even spied on our own tribe for counterintelligence operations. However, starting with my great-great grandfather, Inola Ani’-Wah’, only one branch of the family would work in intelligence and that branch would be the main Ani’-Wah’ branch. He was one of the founding members of the SIC and was its first agent due to our family’s history of espionage and intelligence. He and he alone bore the code Agent 0 due to how revolutionary he was in the world of modern intelligence and for his reputation for setting up the practices that agents follow to this day. But after his term as an agent was over, he set up our family company and began to produce encryption and decryption technology for the SIC as well as developing equipment that agents use today as well as things that pop culture would call spy gadgets. But this is all developed and produced in secret, what our family company is known for such as malware protection, home security systems, communications, laptops, smartphones, etc. is all just a cover.” The old man said, He saw Adsila’s surprised face as she was hit with this information. He gave her a moment to take it all in before continuing, “Since Inola Ani’-Wah’, the succession of the head of the family was always a son chosen by the head of the family, usually the eldest son, and they would join the SIC, the youngest they could be was eighteen. They would be an agent until they are 30 and when the head of the family dies they will be the new head of the family and will inherit the company. Should the head of the family die during the years that the successor is in the SIC, they will have to request to leave the SIC early. But if you haven’t guessed already, I am choosing you to be the next head of the Ani’-Wah’ family as all of my children are already too old to be in the SIC and no member of the family is allowed to know the true family business except for the chosen successor of the Ani’-Wah’ family. Thus you and I are the only living members of the family that know this secret.” Ani’-Wah’ saw that Adsila was deeply surprised by this information and was deep in thought. “So events such as the assassination of that one Nieubrasian aristocrat in 1303 was done by my great-great-great grandfather? I don’t know how I feel about this, I will need some time to think but thank you for being honest with me.” She says as the limo pulls to a stop. They step out of the limo and give each other a hug before parting ways. The lawyer that the old man arranged to meet came out of the manor and walked towards the president and asked, “Mr. President, are you ready to discuss your will?” The President nodded and they walked into the manor to discuss the terms of his will.

Ani'-Wah' met with Mehmed by the limos and Ani'-Wah' said, "Welcome to the Heart of the Spirit my friend. While I understand that you do not believe in the same god as we do, but it pleases me to see you so willing to at least admire the architecture and the craftsmanship of our ancestors." The Sultan nodded and smiled at Ani'-Wah'. The President then continued, "We shall be touring the top section of the temple. It is the major religious center of the temple and considered to be the most sacred part of the temple and it is where the Statue of Woya is located." The Sultan then turned to his bodyguard and whispered orders to him in Lanorthan, which the President understood but saw no need to listen in. The bodyguards nodded with reluctance and they returned to the limos. The Sultan then motioned towards the temple so they proceeded forward. On their way there, the president decided to introduce Adsila to the Sultan, "My friend, let me introduce you to my intern and daughter Adsila. A student at the Platypus Island University. She shall be accompanying us today and I hope you do not mind that she does." The Sultan gave a nod and a smile to Adsila as they reached the site. "I know that your people do not particularly like other religions due to faith in your own, but the tolerance you are showing in being willing to see the temple is admirable." They proceeded to climb up the steps, Ani'-Wah' had some difficultly climbing up the long stair case but Adsila supported her father with a smile on her face and the old man was grateful that the Sultan slowed his pace to match his own. While most of the world may look at the young Sultan as a tyrant, I know he is simply misunderstood. He is a kind man at heart that has simply experienced pain in his childhood. I only wish that whoever succeeds me in my position as President will learn what I already knew about the Sultan. The old man thought to himself as they made their way to the top of the temple. They passed through the ancient marble archway and entered the religious center of the temple. The room was vast and made of gray stone that had stiacciatos carved into the walls depicting the arrival of the first Zoranians to Zoran and other events from the Zoracon. There were pews and prayer mats throughout the room but at the opposite side of the room from the entrance was a large marble altar with ancient Zoranian inscriptions that were carved into the altar. There was a large gold chandelier that was added in the thirteenth century that hung above and on the same ceiling was a mural depicting the Divine Shaman Adanvdo the Spirit Chosen kneeling before a large ball of light as he wrote the secrets of the universe on a piece of paper. But the one that was central to the temple was the Statue of Woya that stood in the very center of the room with a shallow pool of water around it that is caused from the stream of water that gently rolls down the statues face and comes from the eyes as tears. This statue has been tested dated by researchers to have been created centuries ago anywhere from 8960 BF to 8950 BF and is a marvel to them as the smoothness of the stone and how human-like it looked for something to have been created in that era. The statue is of a woman kneeling with her arms open but close to her side and looking towards to the ground in sorrow with tears streaming down her face. The three of them admired the statue together for a while before they began to move on to looking at the altar and the other parts of the room.for about half an hour before leaving. As they walked down the steps, the old man said to the Sultan, "Next on our places to visit is the site of the Battle of the Covenant, ever since that battle Zoranians have kept it the same condition as it was when the battle ended and maintained it very well. There is a memorial there for the 600,000 men that died in the Great Spirit War in defense of the faith against heretics. Just to let you know ahead of time, it is expected for people who visit there to remove their shoes and any outwear such as jackets, coats, etc. before they even set foot upon the grounds. It is also expected for people not to carry weapons or wear any sort of armor there as it is a belief amongst Zoranians that the spirits of the men who died there still wander and wish to not see anything that reminds them of conflict as they wish to live their life there in peace. Of course this is nothing more than a form of respect to the deceased, it isn't a law as there are few in Zoran."

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The President came into the suite with his intern and saw the Sultan looking out the window, "I was not put on this world for nothing, Mr. President ." said the Sultan as he gestured above him, "Ĕlāhā gave me this life. This is merely his plan for me." He said as he obviously gestured to Sabriye. The President knew the word Ĕlāhā due to knowing how to speak Lanorthian among other languages, he understood that it meant God in their language. The Sultan then turned towards the President with a faint smile on his face, "It is a burden I must bear. And I will." The President nodded and said, "Just remember that while you may be strong that the heart does not heal easily. I hope that this loss won't affect you too heavily." The old man noticed the way the Sultan looked at him, he knew that the Sultan was noticing his lighter complexion. He knew he wouldn't be able to hide his condition from the young Sultan. He watched as Mehmed set down his mug, which Ani'-wah' assumes previously had coffee in it. The Sultan set it down on a tray with the pot and his empty plates which had his breakfast on it. His servant would clean it up when the two left. "One day, dear friend," Mehmed said, "you will wake up to see the end for what it really is. So, for the time you have left, if I were you, I would stop waiting on the future. I would move in and secure the deal. Because, as I have said, you will wake up and see the end for what it is. You will have regrets. That is why I do not dwell on the past. When opportunities arrive, I take them. You should too, for the time you have left. For Sabriye, she could have. But it was too late for her. So. Do it for me?" "Do not worry about me Sultan Mehmed, I am just being affected by my age is all. I have seen much in my years, I have seen many people dear to me die, I have seen acts of terror and atrocities committed throughout the world, I have seen warfare that was as if the Underworld breached this world, but that my purpose it not yet complete. I have seen more of the world than you have yet to see and some things I hope you never have the misfortune of seeing. I have lived my life and should death come for me I am ready for it." said Ani'-Wah' to the Sultan. The old man noticed that the Sultan's servant had been crying based the color of her eyes, to which he attributes to the death of Sabriye. The Sultan walked over to Ani'-Wah' and placed a friendly hand on his shoulder and said, "Come on, friend. Lets not waste anymore time." "Indeed, we have much to do and I cannot wait to show you the Heart of the Spirit temple." the old man answered as they entered the elevator and headed towards the ground floor. "By the way, I would like to introduce you to my intern, Adsila, she shall be accompanying us today if you do not mind." said Ani'-Wah'. The Sultan smiled and shook hands with the young girl. When they reached the lobby they parted ways to enter their limos. When the old man and Adsila sat down in the limo, Ani'-Wah' took his pipe out from his satchel, filled the bowl with tobacco, lit it, and took a draw from it. "You know sir, you shouldn't be smoking at your age. It is bad for your health." said Adsila with concern. The old man puffed out a ring of smoke, an skill he has become quite good at doing over the years, "Adsila, I must inform you that it would do little for me. As you commented on this morning, my complexion is lighter than usual, which is because I only have three days to live. It is because of my old age." The President looked at Adsila and saw tears form in her eyes, he sighed and felt sad for her. He put his pipe aside for a minute and held his arms out to offer the young intern a hug, an offer which she accepted. You see, the President had a secret, a secret he has been hiding for a long time. It was said that his wife died of a failing heart but this was not the case, she died of childbirth but the baby was still alive. The child was his of course, but he kept it secret because at the time there was rumors out in the public that his wife was unfaithful. He knew this was only slander fabricated by his rivals at the time, so to save his family some face he kept the birth a secret and entrusted the child to his closest friend, Yona Arsuppeye, and his wife. Ani'-Wah' would visit the child often when she was a baby and as she grew over he monitored her progress with great intensity. Adsila was this child and he never told her this. "Adsila, I must confess to something. Your parents are not your true parents..." He began only to be cut off by Adsila, "I know father. I know." This surprised Ani'-Wah' and he asked, "How did you know?" "I noticed how similar we looked, how we have the same nose, smile, etc. But what confirmed by suspicion was when I found a picture of mother when I was clearing some things from your desk. I saw that we I had the same eyes as her and the same hair as her too. But it's ok though father, I forgive you for when I asked Yona about it yesterday he told me your entrusting me to them." she answered. A tear ran down the old man's face at this news and said, "My only regret is the fact that I couldn't have directly raised you myself. But I was always there at your biggest achievements, in disguise or in the background. I was always there watching over you. I even had some of your teachers and substitute teachers be substituted for Raven Claw members. I know that sounds weird but I did it to keep watch over you." Adsila cried even more and her hug grew stronger, "I am just glad to finally know the truth. Come on now, we are just about to park we mustn't keep the Sultan waiting." said Adsila. The let go of each other and the President wiped his eyes with a handkerchief that was in his satchel. He then exited the limo and saw the Sultan approach from his limo.

In the morning the President awoke with a coughing fit that caused the Raven Claw in the room to rush to his aid. The old man gently pushed the Raven Claw away and simply took a pill with some water. The coughing stopped shortly after that but he felt worse than yesterday, however; this wouldn't stop him from going on with is day. "Sir, have you heard the news about the Sultan's partner" asked the Raven Claw. The old man stopped and gave a deep sigh, "I am assuming..." "Yes sir, she didn't make the flight back to her home country of Lanorth." The old man felt sad for the girl, She was so young and had a long future ahead of her. She had a heart in her that was bigger than most, but her literal heart was weak. He thought to himself as he was getting dressed. He hoped the Sultan wasn't affected too badly by the news of the passing. "Make sure the limos are prepared, we have a schedule to maintain." He says to the Raven Claw. He then looks into the mirror and sees that he is even paler than yesterday. With a sigh he finishes tying his tie and proceeds to the limo that awaits him outside. He was surprised to see his intern was waiting for him inside as well, "Good morning sir!" She said excitedly, "Ah Adsila! I didn't expect you to show up today." He answers with a smile, "Of course I would show up!" She says a bit offended, "I would never miss out of this experience!" The old man chuckled and said, "Well I expected you to stay with that boyfriend of yours but if you say so." Adsila then gave a concerned look at the president, "Sir are you feeling alright? You look really pale?" The president simply reassured her that he was alright as the limo was on its way to the hotel to meet with the Sultan. The Sultan is a very closed off man, I know he has suffered much in his youth but that just makes his emotions more dangerous to himself at times even if he believes he can control them. I have learnt in my years that to seek to control your emotions only leads to more suffering and pain than necessary. He thinks to himself as Adsila talks about potential changes to how things could be done in Zoran, to which he ignores since he has no real power to change it. When the limo stopped, he exited the vehicle and told Adsila to follow him into the hotel. "Adsila, have you ever been to the Heart of the Spirit?" He asks his intern, "No sir! I have never had the pleasure of going there." She answers, "Well you can mark that off your bucket list because we are visiting there along with the site of the Battle of the Covenant." Ani'-Wah' said with a smile. He glanced over his shoulder and saw that Adsila was excited and he smirked. They walked towards the elevator and the President punched in the code for the International suite and they headed up to meet with the Sultan.

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The old man stood in the bed chamber of the Austenaco Presidential Manor, smoking on his pipe, as he thought about the health of the young Sabriye. The climate of Zoran may have caused some medical conditions that preexisted to resurface. Hope she will be alright when she returns to Lanorth. Taking a puff, he contemplated the situation in silence. But then he began to think back to his health, he knows he shouldn’t be smoking but he is going to die in four days anyways. “Regardless of what happens, I must make sure the country is ready to elect a new president.” He says to himself as he sends a text to the Head of the Council of Elections to inform him about his condition and to prepare for an election. As he takes another puff on his pipe, he checks the itinerary for tomorrow so he can prepare accordingly. So the first place we are going to go is the Heart of the Spirit, which should be an interesting trip for the Sultan despite religious differences. Then we would be going to the battlegrounds where the Battle of the Covenant was fought on. He thought to himself as he read over that part of the itinerary. He then recalls when he got married to his wife at the Heart of the Spirit thirty-six years ago. He wasn’t a rich man but he was a well educated one and because of his education he was able to get his wife’s parent’s approval. She was from a wealthy family, so he was looked down upon by her relatives for many years and they didn’t approve of him. But what caused him to get their approval was because of his kindness, humility, and his education and good manners. A tear formed in his eyes as he thought about his wife and their marriage and the trouble he had to go through to get the approval of her family. Yet now he knows that he will be able to be reunited with her soon, and this brought a slight smile to his leathery face. He wiped the tears from his eyes as his thoughts shifted to when he first visited the battlegrounds, he recalled how eerily quiet it was and how all the spears and arrows and swords that were used still littered the ground exactly as they were when the battle was over. He even recalls the odd flowers that bloomed at the foot of the statue of Chief Wugalase of the Platypus Clan, who led the Believer forces to victory against the forces of Gawonii the Heretic. It is believed that the statue was built at the spot where it was believed that the Great Spirit was first seen on the battlefield. This made him contemplate the loved ones Zoranians at the time may have lost that day and how they weren’t able to say their last goodbyes to the brave warriors that fought here. Because of this thought he decided to send a message to his six children, his three daughters and three sons, to inform them about his condition and to set up a meeting with them all to give them his last goodbyes on the second to last day of his life. He didn’t bother to wait for a response from his children as he climbed on his bed and went to bed. For he had a busy day tomorrow and he knew he needed as much rest as he could get if he was to visit the temple and the battlegrounds.

The elevator door opened and the old man saw the Sultan awake in his chair from what he could assume was due to the commotion down stairs. The Sultan smiled at the sight of seeing the old man, but Ani'-Wah' said, "One of your secret service members told me you were not informed about what has recently transpired. The younger looking member of your secret service told me he was too afraid to wake you in order to inform you that Sabriye feinted in the lobby and was in need of medical attention." He watched as the smile on the young Sultan's face turned more to an expressionless stare as the news floated through the air and landed upon his ears. Mehmed proceeded to grab his Bork hat and join the president in the elevator. "Do you happen to know the youngest member of your secret service here?" asked Ani'-Wah', "Indeed I do." Mehmed said angrily. This young man has pain and anger that is pent up inside him, I do not know from what but it is not my place to ask. Once on the ground floor, the Sultan stormed out of the elevator towards the member of the secret service member that the president asked about and said with a stern expression on his face, “I was told you were too afraid to awake me.” The president looked as the secret service member looked at him and then back to the Sultan before saying, “I’m sorry, I-” But was cut off as the Sultan walked past him towards the director of the secret service operators in the country. He whispered in Lanorthean, which the president has learned with his years of experience in studying the languages of the world, “Have this man taken back to Lanorth. Too afraid to wake me, potentially putting my partner's life at stake. It is up to you what you do with him.” The secret service member nodded, walked over to the young lad, grabbed him by the arms, and dragged him away. Poor lad, I wish I could help him but it is none of my business and I agree with the Sultan in the fact that the boy failed miserably in doing his job. The Sultan then turned and faced the old president, “Where is she now?” inquired the Sultan, “Based on the reports given by the Raven Claws, she is in one of the best hospitals in the country, the Twin Spirit Hospital.” answered Ani’-Wah’. The Sultan nodded, “Is she in a stable condition? What the hell is wrong with her?” The old man understood the young Sultan’s frustration and concerns so his slight rudeness did not bother him so much, “I do not know her condition. They did not tell me, but trust me Sultan Mehmed, she is in the hands of some of the finest medical minds in all of Zoran.” He reassures him. “Goddamn” murmured the Sultan. The experienced old president sensed the lack of care in the Sultan’s tone. He believed that he was annoyed with Sabriye for some reason that he did not know. The President put a thoughtful hand on the Sultan’s shoulder, to which Mehmed recoiled in surprise. “My apologies, I only wished to provide some comfort. Come we must go to the hospital.” In hospital, Sabriye was undergoing a complete blood test. The president was informed that Sabriye was suffering from Anaemia. Anaemia is a condition in which there is a deficiency of red cells or of hemoglobin in the blood. It can cause fainting, as it can prevent enough oxygen from being delivered to the brain. In severe cases, it may cause heart failure. Her case was balanced on a razor blade, almost. It was close to severe. And now, after the faint, her condition worsened. The doctor came over and informed the two that Sabriye demanded to be sent home to get treatment in Lanorth. “If you allow me to speak, young Sultan, I do not believe it would be wise for her to travel in her current condition.” said the president, but Mehmed seemed to be in a distant place in his mind and seemed to not care. But the president saw the unusual look in the Sultan’s eyes and deduced that he must have taken notice about his lighter skin tone. “The limo is ready for you whenever you feel like returning to your suite. We shall see each other tomorrow in the morning. But do not let this dishearten you and do not let any personal pain bother you either, for harboring hate in your heat only leads to more pain in suffering. All things will work out in the end.” said Ani’-Wah’. But before he left, he sneakily took a special Zoranian music box from his satchel and snuck it into the Sultan’s pocket. It was spherical in shape and was hand carved out of jungle wood but was painted black. It had a golden trim along the circumference of where the music box would open up. The interior of the music box was plated with gold and the interior of the top half of the music box was a spot for a picture to be placed with a rose shaped frame with golden trim. But when opened, what popped up on a spring was a royal looking couple dancing together that rotates as the song goes on. When the President left he stumbled into the seat at the back of his limo and took a pill to grant himself some support. He hopes that the Sultan would discover the gift and that he will be able to make an impression on the young Sultan.

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In the presidential chambers of Austenaco Presidential manor, the old president laid in bed as the doctor examined him. The doctor gave him some medication to support him but before he left he said, "I am afraid that there is little any doctor can do for you Mr. Ani'-Wah'. While most healthy people like you live to about their 90s, you are dying of natural causes. You have about four days to live. I...I wish I could do more for you." The old man closed his eyes and sighed, he knew this day was quickly approaching. He has had a long and eventful life, full of tension, conflict, and tragedy. He was not afraid of death, he would accept it. "Do not despair Dr. Ahalakochee, as you have said there is little that you can do. You have been a fine doctor and you have kept me in the best of health. The Great Spirit calls for our spirits in time and He has determined that my time on this world is almost up. But He keeps me alive for these next four days to complete my part in the lives of others." said President Ani'-Wah' in a warm and kind tone. Dr. Ahalakochee nodded and wished Ani'-Wah' goodbye before exiting the room. I suspect that my final task shall be to make an impact on the life of the young Sultan. Oh Great Spirit grant me the strength and vitality to see my purpose through. He thought to himself before asking the Raven Claw in his room, "Any word from our guests at the hotel?" "Indeed there is sir," answered the Raven Claw, "one of the members of the Sultan's secret service called for a doctor after the partner of the young Sultan feinted in the hotel lobby." The old man's eyes widened at this news and enraged asked, "Why have you not told me this sooner!? Where is she now?! Has the Sultan been informed of what has occurred!?" "I did not wish to tell you because it was important that you listen to the doctor. According to what other Raven Claws have reported, she was taken to Twin Spirit Hospital so she is in good hands as you know it is one of the best hospitals in the nation. As for whether the Sultan has been informed is not known, it is a high possibility that the Sultan has been informed by his secret service but if so we have not been informed." answered the Raven Claw. At these words, the president got up out of bed, put on his suit and turban, stuck the feather in his turban, and grabbed his satchel and told the Raven Claw, "Get the limos ready, I intend to inform the Sultan himself if he has not been informed!" He ordered. The man saluted and contacted the other Raven Claws via his earpiece to put things in action. Ani'-Wah' and the Raven Claw left the chamber to depart for the hotel. Poor girl, she must have not been used to travel or the climate here. Hopefully the girl is alright, she might need to be sent home based on my experience. The old man thought to himself as they approached the hotel. He could see police officers writing a report of what has occured. The Raven Claws and the Lanorth secret service were clearing the way for the president. He stopped to ask one of the secret service members, "Have you informed the Sultan?" "Not yet, we did not wish to wake him." He answered, "What do you mean!? Aren't you supposed to inform him of ANYTHING that should happen to his partner!?" Ani'-Wah' answered angrily, "Well uh...I gue-" "You guess what!? I may not be your boss but I still understand what the Sultan would want you to do!" He interrupted before he ran towards the elevator and punched in the code to the International Suite. They were obviously a new but I can also tell that they weren't the one who got Sabriye to the hospital. I just hope the Sultan will be alright.