*** Flori Jooooon ***

with a lot of soul...and grammar mistakes i will tell you his story... real one !

apologize to my turkish friends...all was happend in the past...:))

In 1456 Halley commet has passed away…than was named Domn (king) Vladislav Dracula –how he sign in his letters- son of Draculea (devil) king. He issue little silver coins with commet draw than !

He was tall, with green eyes, long hair, black and curly…
He was remarkable daring, very brave and wise…
Was named ,,Vlad the Impalor’’ after his way to punished his enemys…

In that time ottoman empire was the most great power, they decide who is king in romanian country, and that man named by them must send to them money, food, horses, childrens (for their army) and a blood realative for safe and trust in them.
Vlad was sended child being like a guarantee of obedience by his father. So there on turkish army he learned their language and their habits…
In time he was married with the cousin of neighboor king Matei Corvin, he…helped him to become a king in Romanian country.

In 1456 he was thinking that country is full of beggers and robbers. Three days the churchs bells haved ring calling all of them to a big meal by king mercy; thousands haved comed on wood houses… where wood chairs and wood tables with food was waiting for them. In the time during their eating and drinking time spended like a good time, Vlad command to blaze fire ! they was burning alived there...
After that he asked his partners named boieri:
-Did you liked what I have done my boiers ? smiling and showing his white theet…
Terrifieds the boiers said:
-We liked…of course your-highness…how could not liked ?
-Sooo….that is my solution: deliver fire !

Once of the road he meet a fat monk and that one haved a dunky with a lot of luaguagge .
He asked simple peoples:
-What he have…he shared with you ? and he discovered that monk was selling his goods and he gather the money. Vlad shared all monk money on poorer and impale the monk.

A rich merchant from Florence comed with gold and precious stones and he was feared by thiefs.
He comes at king with a gift –a ring and he pleased Vlad to protect him and his welth.
-Thiefs in my country ? he said… heei boiers ! on your hill with wine tree somebody steal your grapes during the night ?
-No your-highness, nobody touched them !
-Did you have watchmans there ?
-No, why should we have ?
-Who watch then your winetree ?
-The fear your-highness, she is the best guard !
-Did you heard them ? take your ring back, and let your stuff anywhere in the public place during the night, and you will sleeping here in my house. If you don’t want I will punish you ! but I want to know something first: are you onest ?
-I am your-highness ! I never cheated until now…
-We will see…
All the night he could not sleep by fear…and in the morning the great miracle: his fortune was untouched, in the same place…public place...:))
Vlad asked him:
-Did you searched your money onest merchant ? something missing ?
-Oooh! Your highness I have one coin besides !
-If you are not telling me about, I was thinking that you are not onest and I surely take your fortune, but now, I will tell you that I liked your ring, I give to you money for him because I received gifts only by people of my rank….

In 1460 Dan, his brother wanted his throne. In only one day Vlad destroy his brother army and catch him alive. He come closer to Dan, he rise-up his chin with a finger and grining he showed his white theet:
-Why are you sweating brother Dan ? somehow kingdom chair are burning you ? is better underground because there is chill…
And some priests have started to sing by his command funeral songs and in that mean time his grave was digging.
Dan was lisening his songs with a lighted candle in his hands, and incense smell around…
-Amin ! make his dust easy (a romanian expression) said Vlad with his head uncover like in front of a dead body…
After that Dan head was cutted, and he fall down directly in the grave…

Some Turkish messengers haved comed after taxes..
-Don’t worry about money said the king, I have here for your padisah, our saint and God, all the money for 50 years by now…to have something for good. I have childrens too for him, but I feed them better for good looking and strength. Pleasae take yours sherbets… why don’t you take off your turbans (Turkish heats) like we takes ours ? (he already knew better that ottoman laws stopped them to take theirs turbans)
-You are doing that, but not we ! never ! in your face ? is a big ashame to do that…
-Is sooo ? said astonish Vlad. And when is a storm ? what are you doing when is a storm?
If a damn wind take your turbans ? is a big ashame, isn’t it ?
-Yes is a big ashame and sin ! said one of the messengers.
-I don’t want to happened something bad like that on my royal courtyard, sooo…I was thinking to make a big good for you, to not fell down yours turbans, even a mad wind begin to blow ! and he make a sign…
Soldiers with big nails and hammers appear than
-Beat their turbans on their heads, for no wind could take off, because is so ashame and a big sin, and poor turks could loose theirs souls !....

Mahomed the sultan, comes on our land with a big army and he have seen a forest.
-What did you see there big vizir ?
It was a forest with people in thornes ! in that desert –so because Vlad haved destroyed everything…the villages and burned all, in that way that big army could not find any food and became exhausted…
An old turk appear by nowhere with old clothes and a stick. The sultan said:
-Why are you here ? what are you searching for ? and how the ghiaurs (romanians) don’t kill you until now ?
-They don’t have time for me…they get out in a big hurry…
-What’s your name ?
-Mustafa ! (it was Vlad !)
-What did you know about Vlad army ?
-Oooo…he have problems because here it was a big drought…they have no horses…
-In wich way he go ?
-By there ! on Allah name !
-Go to the kitchen to eat something, your news are precious for us !...
-Allah be with you ! said ,,Mustafa’’ and he get a wonderful meal…

Vlad is really famous for that:
He command on his soldiers only when they will hear a big noise on turkish army to come and kill them alls.
During the night old ,,Mustafa’’ get in the Turkish army, behind the kichens and he touched his knife under his clothes. Vlad was a pious king, like all cristhians without being a too churchfull. He cross oneself rare, but then he make that with all his heart. (i recognize myself in this)
-Please help me God to destroy that man and get free our country ! power is not on me, is on you, because you have seen all and understand all. Help me my God ! my country fate is in my hands now. My army is too little for this torrent….amin !
He make a big cross oneself and he get up !
Straining out between the tents, he was going on sultan and great vizir tent.
Only the dark was his friend there…he alone against the mout powerful man from the whole world on that time…
Tireds by this long journey, turks soldiers have sleeping, it was no light by nowhere…
Our Vlad with much care, come closer and closer… by the only light from the camp… he was stayng like a stone in the dark and wait. He was waiting a long time there, and finally the light was turned off. After a while he get in tent and striked with power, and begin to shout:
-Help ! help ! the padisah was murdered !
All the army was get up and in the dark they did not know exactly who is and what was happened and a big confussion was created. A big battle started there, and romanian army attacked too.
1/3 by the entire turkish army had disappeared in this famous night !
In the day time Vlad was upset: he did not killed the sultan ! he killed only the big-vizir… he didn’t winned the battle. Mahomed was alive and angry.
With Mahomed was The Beautiful Radu –Vlad brother ! and that one want his throne too…
Radu payed a good writer to make three liares letters: one towards Mahomed sultan begging forgiveness, second toward Stephen the great –king of Moldavia and Vlad friend, praying for his help, and the third one towards Matei Corvin the neighboour and brother-in-law asking money for the war.
Useless he was swearing on his brother-in-law face that he did not write that’s letters, Corvin don’t belive him and throw him in jale time of ten years ! on Visegrad…