When al-Malik al-Ẓāhir Yilbāy descended to the maqʿad at the ʾIsṭabl Sulṭānī on Thursday morning and the fighting had started between the qalʿīyūn and Yashbak and his ʾaṣḥāb, at that moment, up till that time, he had been in full power of the sultanate (ʿizz al-sulṭān), and up till that time, it had not become clear that what Yashbak had done actually originated from the sultan, and had been organized by him.
When the people understood that (that was the case), and had strenghtened their own position with the Ẓāhirīya kibār, as we have discussed at the beginning of the narrative, they started to hate him, to despise him, and to allude to him in by disgusting terms. Indeed, sometimes even someboyd shouted these right to his face!
This situation and the siege against him continued for two days, Thursday and Friday, during which he couldn’t do anything but to sit upon the cushion (mudawwara, trsl. thus by Popper), while the ʾatābak, Timurbughā, was sitting before him. Timurbughā had been put up as a candidate for the sultanate instead of him, something of which he was aware of from the indications (qarāʾin), as whomsoever of the ṭawāʾif who ascended to the citadel submissively, kissed the ground before (Yilbāy), and then kissed the hand of Timurbughā, the ʾatābak.
In the meanwhile, amir Qāytbāy al-Maḥmūdī, the raʾs nawbat al-nuwab, and amir Jānibak Qulaqsīz, the ʾamīr majlis, mounted their horses, together with their khushdāshīya, the Ẓāhirīya and the ʾAshrafīya, in their company, in order to help fighting against Yashbak, the dawādār.
When Saturday night fell, Yilbāy was taken into the mabīt of the Ḥarrāqa, where he spent the night in a strange way.
The following morning, they took him up ot the Qaṣr ʾAblaq, where they imprisoned him in the secret chamber (makhbaʾa) underneath the Kharja. They had taken him up there on foot, in the manner of the deposition from the sultanate. This happened after the people had started to inaugurate the sultanate of al-Malik al-Ẓāhir Timurbughā.
The rule of al-Malik al-Ẓāhir Yilbāy came to an end, as though it had never existed. Praise Him whose rule doesn’t end!