Update One
Khandesh had enjoyed tremendous growth during the reign of the great Nasir Khan Faruqi. The once small state had become a fledgling empire. Despite this newfound strength, Khandesh's future still looked uncertain. To her north the worryingly large and powerful nation of Delhi awaited. To her west, the vast nation of the Timurids proved a menacing threat. The next few years would surely prove key in determining Khandesh's future; that of a shortlived upstart, or further strengthening of a burgeoning empire.
With Nasir Khan's passing, his young son Miran Adil Khan I was crowned the Sultan of Khandesh. The young ruler has a tough task of guiding his nation through the coming years. Thankfully his father's experienced government is ready to give the young Sultan aid. Unfortunately said government includes members who are keen believers in the benefits of buttery curtains, faux-realistic swords and employing tact in diplomacy (as opposed to insulting and coercing your opposite number into agreement). Clearly Khandesh is doomed.
Following the coronation, Miran holds talks with his Prime Minister.
"Greetings sire, I am your must humble servant, Minister Hemant. It is my honour to have served your father and now to have the chance to serve you too."
"Yes, thank you."
"You join a long list of illustrious rulers of Khandesh. You have the blood of great men running through your veins, and I am sure you will prove yourself worthy to join the ranks of truly august and brilliant rulers. Indeed, you shall have to rule with brilliance should you wish to keep said blood running through your veins."
"I am very proud of my noble lineage, I shall endeavour to carry on the proud Faru-wait. What was that last bit?"
"I'm sorry, sire?"
"Did you just threaten me?"
"Oh no sire, heaven forbid. Rather I am simply fulfilling my role as adviser. As you know yourself, we citizens of Khandesh are hugely loyal to our sultan, unless they should prove inept, in which case its likely to be a snake left in the bed."
"A snake left in the...?"
"Indeed, sire. You must remember your uncle Nimish? Oh no, he was before your time, I forgot."
"What happened to him?"
"Well, he was never sultan of course, that honour went to your father. No, your uncle was Minister of the Navy and rather inept I am afraid to say. He ordered the creation of numerous ships despite Khandesh being a small landlocked nation at the time. He ended up with a hot poker shoved up his...uhm...well, I do not like to say."
"A hot poker shoved up his...?"
"I'm afraid so, sire. Then there was your cousin Varun, you remember him?"
"Vaguely, father said he set off west as part of a missionary effort. A very selfless act."
"ah, I see. I'm afraid it was not so much missionary work which caused your cousin's disappearance. Rather he was administered with 'fustigation' quite severly after several thousand pounds of gold from the bank which he was running, was found to actually be pieces of stone with gold paper wrapped around them."
"Fustigated severly...?"
"And then too you will know of several high profile people being 'retired' from office after displays of incompetence. Senior diplomat Sandesh Damle, and Minister Taral amongst others."
"Uhm...yes, they did vanish rather suddenly now you come to mention it..."
"Thus sire, I urge you to act with care and diligence when ruling our great nation. As I am sure you would anyway."
"Yes...yes...well, I thank you for the advice."
"I am ever your servant, sire. If you need any guidance, simply ask for me. I would not wish for you too to suffer early...'retirement'."
"Uhm...yes. I'd best be off."
Miran hurries off.
"Muhahahahahaha, he is perfect!"
Miran turns around.
"Sorry? Did you say something? Sounded a bit like a manical laugh."
"Uh...no, sire!"
Wishing to thus prove himself a competent, a warrior-leader in the mould of his father, Miran declares war on Vijaynagar. Here is a chance to prove himself a man worthy of the title of Sultan, against a nation with no standing army, which is suffering from massive internal turmoil. Attacking those weaker than you is always the mark of a great man.
[Alas I no longer have the screenshots for the next two years. I re-installed Windows 7 when attempting to fix my PC, as alluded to earlier, it was merely a wire which was loose, and whilst keeping the save file safe, I completely forgot about the screenshots folder. Thankfully an old autosave shows the newly acquired lands gained following the war. With Vijaynagar unable to field any soldiers whatsoever, I can only assume they have no cash due to their provinces being split up and riven by high revolt risk, things proceeded very smoothly. Even for someone as useless as Miran, with his stupendous 3 military skill.]
[A quick look at the history book further shows that the only fighting which took place was against Vijaynagar's ally, Orissa. Wherein the courageous Miran bested a force less than a fifth of the size of his own. Clearly achieving such an astounding military victory marks Miran down for future military greatness.]
Following the war with Vijaynagar, wherein the brave Khandesh forces took nearly two years to conquer a defenceless nation, Minister Hemant is in a meeting with the Sultan.
"Congratulations, sire, on your stupendous success in the war against the Vijaynagaran curs! Verily you bring to mind a new Alexander the Great with regards to how you trumped those blaggards!"
"Uh...thank you. Well, yes it went qui-"
"I am glad to see you return to matters of state after your gruelling exploits. I understand some hideous wounds were suffered during the besiegment of Vijaynagaran cities. Some men were struck down with indigestion and cramp I am told!"
"Uhm...yes, it was a very harrowin-"
"However, sire, I need speak with you about a matter of great importance. You see, sire, I wish to change the font we employ when issuing legislation and the like."
"The font? That is a matter of great import?"
"Indeed, sire, indeed. We have found that using an elaborate style of caligraphy, the
Diwani script, helps to bedazzle and impress ignorant fools, thus aiding us quite considerably. Have a look at some proof samples yourself, sire."
"Oh...pretty..."
"Quite, sire. I'm glad that the script seems to have had such an effect on you, I had been told it would only impress ignorant fo-oh. Anyway, the new script will increase costs in some respects, and I shall have to increase Ministerial salaries considerably to make up for the increased workload we need incur from adopting such a script, but do we have your assent?"
"Pretty curls..."
"Sire?"
"What? Oh. Yes, of course! An excellent suggestion! Wise choices such as this are sure to make me avoid a red hot snake being shoved up my...*ahem*."
"Indeed, sire. Thank you, sire. I bid thee a good day, sire."
Following this short meeting, Minister Hemant meets with his fellow cabinet members to discuss Miran's appointment.
"He should do very nicely. A very malleable and foolish young man. We have our puppet gentlemen, lets enjoy controlling him. Muhahahaha!"