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Sinbad x Reader “who she is” [part 2]

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Viel Spaß~

Upon boarding the ship, I got to meet a few more people. They didn't quite seem to be too inviting in my opinion, rather, they looked very intimidating if anything. They'd be able to crush me in a second. They were both gorgeous, though.

"Hello! I'm Rurumu, please call me Rumu, it's a pleasure to meet you! If I may, can I have your name?" a cheery voice, sounding almost that of velvet chords enveloped me in a trance, and immediately I turned around to see who it was.

"Oh!" I exclaimed with a blush, as the only thing I could see were.. bountiful breasts in front of me. I quickly averted my eyes from them, instead raising my head, looking up to the giggling woman in front of me. She was.. extremely tall. And big-- but, when I say that, I mean she was obviously trained like that of a warrior or something. Oh yeah, she asked me a question, huh.. I thought to myself, blinking madly before replying, "A-ahm, my name is Princess (Name) of the Almuban Em..pppire." I stammered, looking off.

"Yes? Oh, um, do forgive me," her voice wavered to a low whisper, and she came closer to me. I hummed in response, becoming more attentive. "You.. are a part of our group now, are you not?" She asked. I nodded after a moment, and she sighed with relief.

"Good," she spoke, exasperated. She turned back to me with now a more.. threatening smile. "Rurumu-- chop!!"

And just like that, I died.

...

I'm being dramatic only slightly because I swore I was going to start heading toward the light.

Instead I came back to reality and hissed, rubbing my hand over the goose egg forming on my head. "Ow.. Rurumu, what was that for?" I asked, too scared to bark or snap at her.

"Since you are now a part of the Sindria Trading Company*it is my duty to teach you proper manners while your parents tend to their kingdom's needs. Etiquette rule number one: it is always polite to maintain eye contact with whom you're speaking to. Bonus points for a kind smile," she informed politely....smiling.

A man similar to her looks stumbled up to us, visibly drunk, and slurred out my name with a laugh. "Hello, (name!)" he chuckled, "My name's Hinahoho! I'm this beautiful queen's lucky husband!"

"Oh, you, stop it~" she giggled, pushing him away in embarrassment.

I smiled at the two of them, noting to myself this is exactly how I would like to be treated when someone ends up marrying me. I can only imagine they give me respect, because I doubt I will get to marry someone that I love.

One things for sure, though, with these two around, complete with an incompetent (but cute) brat with no muzzle and.. Sinbad,

This is going to be quite the arduous journey.

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I sat there, arms and legs crossed, pouting with utmost discontent. "Hey, guess what," I spoke for at least the seventh time in ten minutes. A plethora of groans emitted from the people aboard the ship, and Leon pressed a hand to his temples. I continued, "this is really really really boring. Sinbad!" I then called, and the purple haired charmer looked in my direction.

"I thought you were..how do I phrase this," I prodded at my lip with my index finger, looking back up at him, "more.. interesting."

Sinbad scoffed then, clearly offended. "What?" he questioned, putting a hand to his chest. "P-Princess, I am interesting! Please have more faith in me!!" he whined. I rolled my eyes at his request, dismissing him with a wave of my hand while I averted my attention toward Leon, who smirked when he heard Sinbad's wail.

"(name,)" he spoke, jutting out his hip to place a hand on it. Leon had become much more laid back now that we weren't in our petty kingdom, much to my dismay. He even went as far as to calling me (name,) rather than princess, thinking that we 'were much too close to use formalities, dearest~<3'

Bleh. Wretched quim.

I growled the very moment my name slipped through his lips and glared up at him. "What." I responded harshly, almost feeling a vein pop out from my forehead.

He whined, pinching my cheek before standing back up. "So cold, (Name.) Any-who, may I remind you that you are here as an ambassador of our country[1] and not some whiny princess. Understood~?"

"Sir Leon, what do you mistake me for?" I snapped, snagging his hand away from my face. He yelped at the impact, making me forcefully prevent a chuckle escaping my lips. I calmed myself down by sighing, placing a hand over my mouth and looking back out the sea. The waves pushed the boat to and fro, slightly yet noticeable nonetheless.

The piercing cries of seagulls filled the air, from what I'm told was a dead giveaway that we were near an island. Thank heavens. I admired the crystalline water; how it reflected against the sky as if daring to challenge with its royal blue, practically gifted by Solomon. I looked further out to the sea, catching sight of beautiful rocks from once more, an island, and the pirate ships seemingly coming to...toward us.

"Um, is that a Pirate ship?" I asked, squinting my eyes as if it would help to see the shadow from far away.

My question seemed to spark everyone else's attention on the boat, as Sinbad replied to my question only with a 'huh?' and walked next to me. I eyed him warily. I don't think a bunch of teenagers and a magician can take on a Pirate shi-

"-Oh yeah, guess it is. Don't worry. This bunch of teenagers with a magician can take on a measly pirate ship- no problem," Sinbad declared, grinning at me mischievously, "after all, we have these~" he held up a dagger-like sword to my face, at which I furrowed my eyebrows, cocking my head.

"Um, what is.. a dagger going to do against a bunch of pirates.. probably with guns?" I asked, slowly pushing the weapon away from my face. His response to that question was more than enough to confuse me even further:

He became slack-jawed. Was it something I said?

"You don't know what this symbol means? Nothing.. extraordinary?" he prodded, pointing to this... weird.. circle with symbols scattered around it.

I shook my head. "I've been locked up in a palace for years. I've only ever known about Magicians. Nothing was ever spoken about swords and wands with symbols like that."

Sinbad sighed, slumping down with his head hung low. "Guess it can't be helped," he muttered to himself, looking back up at me almost immediately. "Well, (Name,) these are metal vessels. They're obtained from capturing their respectful dungeon and once captured, a djinn comes out and deems whether or not you're rightful to share their powers. I've already captured two dungeons, so I think we'll be pretty okay as of right now when it comes to some stupid pirates."

"Aren't... you a pirate-" I began, raising a finger,

"--Nope! Tradesman!" he spoke, slapping it away.

Fair enough.

"So.. those sword things.. they must be incredibly powerful huh?" I asked, then pointing toward the dagger-sword thing he was holding. He nodded toward me with a caring smile.

"Yup," he answered, twirling the djinn equip around carelessly. "Crazy powerful-- you have no idea what each one is capable of. In fact, I'm not quite sure myself; I haven't gotten the chance to see what the newest one I've captured does."

I nodded, curious as to when the day comes that we will find out. I suppose it was time to shrug it off, however, and I looked ahead instead, (never seeming to notice how Sinbad inched his way closer to me.)

Crossing my arms and leaning on the side of the boat, I steadied my gaze at the ship. I was trying to figure out if it was truly just a bunch of bandits or something much bigger than that-- like soldiers out on the ocean, in their way to capture the mischievous Sinbad. I had learned a few things about him.. and he's not all that much of good news according to Partevia.. but I suppose I could inquire about that later on; I want to know what this tramp is up to.

The pirate ship turned to its side, revealing no symbol, which took at least a bit of the worries off of my chest. I looked toward Sinbad again, wary. It was definite that the pirate ship was heading toward us, and I was.. actually really scared. Although I had heard a lot about wars and helped win some battles with our country, the only good that I had done was use my tactical skills. I knew swordsmanship but I had no weapons and really, there was no time to train.

I never had any need to train, anyway, because I had Leon; a man who was assigned to protect me with his life. And he knew what he was doing so not once did anyone ever feel the need to battle with me head to head. Maybe, if I'm even alive after all of this, I will be able to train with Sinbad.

No.. that won't do. Sinbad's older and much more experienced. He'd kill me.

That Ja'far looks like he couldn't hurt a fly though, apart from with his words. I suppose I could take him on effortlessly, and Sinbad would correct my moves and flaws. I nodded to myself.

"Should I.. hide?" I asked, only realizing just how quiet my voice was after it came out of my mouth. I looked up at him and he only shook his head.

"No," he answered, closing his eyes. "You've got Leon to protect you at all costs, as well as me now. And don't worry," he opened both eyes only to wink at me with one, a smirk crossing his lips. "I'll be sure to keep a gem like you protected."

I scoffed, looking away to hide my blush with a frown. Why did he have to say something like that? I thought to myself, anger boiling my blood. And why am I upset? Shouldn't I be flattered? I.. jeez, I'm not some damsel. I want him to end up treating me like a comrade. A soldier that can fight along side him with no worries. Actually.. that must be the only reason why I'm angered.

I walked away from Sinbad, (ignoring how he analyzed me as I walked off,) and proceeded to head toward quite possibly the youngest of the group: Ja'far.

"Ja'far," I spoke softly, smiling as he turned his snow-white fluffed head to look up at me.

"Yes, (Name?)" he replied. Good, I thought relieved, at least he doesn't call me princess.

"Is Sinbad usually.. flirtatious toward every female he sees?" I prod, only glancing at the aforementioned male for a second before looking back toward Ja'far.

He nodded immediately. "Yes, without a doubt. He knows he's handsome and he takes it to the extreme advantages."

Ouch. Yup I'm not even questioning that one that hit right there was jealousy.

"Oh, I see. Does he.. think of me that way?" I asked afterward, "Like.. I'm just some girl?"

"I don't know what you're trying to get at, (Name,)" sighed Ja'far, frowning at me sympathetically, "and either way, I don't know if I can answer that. We both just met you and I haven't known him for that long. Maybe wait for a while, and we can see how it goes."

"I see.." I responded grimly. "Alright. Thanks anyway."

"No problem, (Name.)"

I walked off with slumped shoulders, trying my best to not show my discomfort.

That is when, of course, I slipped and fell on to the ground, shocked from the loud *bang* that rang throughout the ocean. I turned my head to the right, eyes widening when they caught on to the men on the other ship, grinning maliciously at us. "Look at the jewels on that couple!" mewled one man with a fairly large beard. His calloused finger pointed toward Leon and I, and with that my eyes grew even further in fear.

Leon ran toward me and pushed me gently but sternly behind him, guarding me with his tan hand. "I've got you, princess. Please don't be scared." He spoke, voice never wavering. I was awed by his bravery for a moment, only snapping out of it when someone pulled my arm.

Looking toward who it was quickly, (because I feared a pirate already got to me,) I was relieved to find it was only Rurumu. I rushed off with her inside the captain's quarters, hiding behind her when something struck me.

"Ja'far!" I tried to shout, remembering the ten year old.

"No, no," Rumu pressed, comforting me by circling my back with one finger, "not to worry, he knows how to fight."

That took another jab at me. Not only me, but my pride as well. They all know how to fight, then? Everyone knows how to fight but me?

Although I remained silent, a thought lingered in my mind that pained me beyond belief; a though that would replay over and over as shouts and screams echoed from outside that I could only pray wasn't the men and boys I'd come to known out there.

I'm pathetic. People are risking their lives and their health because I forced them to agree to let me come along with their journey. I shouldn't be here if I don't even know how to fight.

I huddled closer, enjoying the only comfort I had in this moment. Rumu didn't seem to mind, and she held me close. This was nice. I never got to experience this with my mother; she was always too busy and worried.

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Eventually, the shouting stopped, and it was dead quiet. Rurumu let me sit up, and once we were both standing, she made sure to comfort me as I reached for the door. She was apparently sure that the people I'd known survived. And sure enough, they did.

I didn't even have time to grin as I ran up to Leon, engulfing him in a hug. Right after him it was Hinahoho, and right after him I scolded Ja'far. But I hugged the child nonetheless. I turned the moment I heard a chuckle, smiling in relief for about the fiftieth time that day.

Sinbad smirked at me, his casual jutted-out hip and hand position, twirling his djinn equip with a charmed expression. "See, princess? I told you I'd keep you safe, no matter what. Now, I expect a little somethin' somethin' in return, if you mind..?" he teasingly opened his arms, giving a 'well?' gesture with mischievous eyes. I hugged him for a bit longer than I did with the others, thanking him immensely.

"I think any man would do anything to protect their precious gem," he responded in a heartbeat.

This time, without pain at all,

I laughed.

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Word count: 2470 (minus all of these notes)

**(""Since you are now a part of the Sindria Trading Company*it is my duty to teach you proper manners while your parents tend to their kingdom's needs. Etiquette rule number one: it is always polite to maintain eye contact with whom you're speaking to. Bonus points for a kind smile," she informed politely....smiling.")**

You have no idea how triggered I was writing that paragraph.. more specifically talking about the stupid STC.

Anywho,

QOTC: Who would you like from the Magi characters to train you how to fight? What style of fighting would you want to learn? Why?

Answer for moi: I'd personally love for Alibaba to train me. It was (spoilers) hilarious when he had to save Judar from being eaten by a monster, and the only way he did that was by using a little 'knife' that was his hand. Real skill, Alibaby.

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Sinbad x Reader “who she is” [part 1]

Enjoy this lil’ Sinbad x Reader series I’m making <3

My eyes fell half-lidded as once more I was in the middle of an important meeting. Something about the prevention of further wars leading to my country, Almubar, in ashes and debris from the Kou Empire. I was not scared; all we had to do to prevent it was to form an alliance with Kou; from there their customs would sew its way into our country and we would be one with theirs. This very reason was why Mama and Papa were against it, but I had no complaints. Our people would be fed, and their lives would be much better. It sounded like a perfect compromise in waiting! My father constantly scolded me for such thinking, however, reminding me of my age, being only thirteen, and I held my tongue in their stead.

What vacuous thinking their majesties are showing, I thought bitterly, glaring at Mama and Papa. Their jewels jingled along while they shoved out their arms dramatically, declaring their beliefs aloud to the others in this meeting, like my older and younger sisters . The others. Pfft, the other dramatically political snobs.

I felt guilty, having to hate my line of snobbish, stuck-up royalty, but they were nothing but just that: snobbish, stuck-up royalty. As was I, myself, though I should feel very grateful.

"You must not take our riches for granted," warned my mother as she batted her beautiful eyelashes at me with a gorgeous smile, "it's very important to know your worth here, as a princess, and what that means. When the time comes, and if it does-- though with God's mercy I hope not-- your people will depend on you once your elder sisters have to leave us, unmarried at that. You must be determined, and you must have the mindset of a strong ruler."

"Like that of King Hakutoku?" I remarked.

She glared down at me and decided to ignore my reply, walking off to continue her speech with Papa. I shrugged, not caring, and looked out the sole window of the room, admiring the flowers just in bloom outside, when I suddenly remembered something that brought the widest grin upon my face. "My birthday's tomorrow!" I announced, slamming my hands on the desk as I stood up.

The room went quiet and everyone looked at me, shocked at my outburst that absolutely had nothing to do with the problems we were facing in this room right now. And I blushed harder than ever. "I-I-e-ee...." I stammered, pulling at my hair as means to comfort my nervousness, "Do... pardon me. I apologize, I suppose I was just um... dazing off.." I looked down, audibly and visibly embarrassed as my head hung low. My parents coughed, and soon the crowd began to commerce again with the serious matter at hand.

Oh, my God please slit my throat.

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The next morning I woke up to Leon, my adviser, poking at my cheeks quite harshly. I got up and glared at him before getting dressed for my birthday. We were to be throwing a little celebration, as we always do in royal birthdays. Because my family is full of snobby stuck-ups. I sighed, thanking them nonetheless and enjoyed the day with my people.

And here I sat: a cup of wine in hand, sneakily drinking it in the corner of the ball room. I smiled watching everyone dance and talk. It filled me with pride how kind my family was to their people, masking the troubles we hide in our family with kind smiles and actions. I nodded to myself in content, taking another sip, when someone disrupted my thoughts, saying,

"are you sure you're allowed to be drinking like that at your age, princess?"

I turned my head to face the man who spoke, only to find it was a boy, seemingly my age, smirking at me with beautiful, teasing eyes. I gaped my mouth at him, mockingly. "And who are you to talk?" I taunted, nodding toward the alcohol in his very hands.

He chuckled, puffing his chest with pride. as he spoke. "Sinbad, if you may know. And for the record, I'm sixteen." The purple-ette winked at me as he turned to search for the Queen, and my eyes followed his in curiosity. "My.. Comrade and I are here in hopes to ally you with our trading business," he spoke to me, eyes still in search until he visibly caught something. My mother was there, conversing with a smaller boy with white hair and.. Red strings on his hands. I nodded to Sinbad, though I was aware he wouldn't see it. He continued nonetheless, "We are aware of your countries successes in trades, and we ask to be able to share ideas further on in the future. You do not have to accept, as quite a few have turned us down but-"

"Do you know what this celebration is for?" I asked, turning to him with sharp, analyzing eyes. He nodded to me, smiling.

"Yes, we know. Happy birthday, by the way, any who," I scoffed, somehow maintaining to hold my smirk as he continued, raising his arms out. "Our trading is as well becoming very successful but it's only just the beginning. We hope, with allying with your country, our business becomes of something much bigger than that. Though, I don't know if that should be announced as of yet," he looked at me with a charming smile, sighing once he finished speaking.

And he grinned. His eyes shimmered with the lingering need of adventure and justice. In one look he had me caught in his web. and he was calling out to me. "Of course, forgive me princess. You look absolutely stunning. I was not aware of this kingdom's true treasures and yet here I am, standing right in front of one," he spoke, showing his teeth in a charming smile.

I see.

"How crude," I gasped, smacking him on the shoulder in shock, "I didn't think of you as the type, but I suppose all men of trade are the same." My brows furrowed and my bottom lip pushed out in a pout as I glared at him. To think I wanted to follow this boy! He looked at me in disbelief, reaching out a hand to touch me only to yelp when I smacked it away. Waving his hand to cool it off from my harsh impact, he sighed before speaking again,

"I don't quite understand, my lady, did I offend you somehow? I don't entirely know the culture of this Country so do forgive me.." he trailed, sheepishly scratching the back of his neck as he looked at me, frowning with concern. But his childish attempts to run out of trouble only fueled my anger ever more. I complied to his wishes, though.

"I know how all of you work, dear Sinbad; buttering all of us ladies up so you can woo us into agreeing with whatever you're trying to do. But I can tell you this:" I leaned forward, looping my arm around his torso to push him closer to me as I whispered into his ear, "This little scit-- doesn't work for us Almubans. We're well known for the acts and lies in the trading business."

Once I let go of him, Sinbad's eyes were widened and his face had a wide blush. He stood still for a while, probably due to shock, and I held my head high, analyzing him more as I leaned, putting a hand on my hip. Once he finally broke out of a trance he shook his head like a wet dog and blinked, looking at me with even more concern. He looked down with another shake of his head and sighed, speaking once more, "I'm not trying to do any of that.. I was just trying to be c-courteo-"

"Sinbad!" called a younger voice, and the two of us turned our heads to find the white haired boy from earlier rushing towards us with a wary look. He doesn't pay mind to me, but even then I don't care as I listen in to what he's saying.

"Queen Buvoen and King Olvad do not seem to agree with us, no matter how king I'm being. Honestly I think they're being too stuck up sitting on their thrown like that, as what we have can obviously benefit them. They said we were just a bunch of stupid, unwanted sailors though for that I would have been glad to-" he continued to ramble on while I watched as Sinbad's face paled, and he waved his hands to and fro, frantically trying to prevent his comrade to speak trash any further. I didn't mind, once more, because my God! This kid was hilarious!

"Ja'far!" he finally exclaimed. It seems he had enough, finally. "You're talking trash right in front of Princess (name)!"

Ja'far's ranting stopped right there and he said nothing, his mouth making a sound like that of an alligator eating a treat as his jaw snapped shut. He slowly peeked over Sinbad's shoulder to see me, and his eyes widened comically.

I stifled a laugh. Awe! He's no bigger than little Amlen! I thought, happily thinking of my little sister. "You are alright, Ja'far," I assured, "I'm not as fond of my parents as it is, your bickering became quite amusing. In fact, I thank you for speaking my thoughts all the time."

It was Sinbad's turn to be slack-jawed in shock and with that, I laughed even harder, snorting and covering my mouth with my small giggles. The two just sort of looked at each-other with daisy-pink dusted cheeks before looking back at me. "U-Um.." they spoke, trying their best to figure out what to say. Though they never seemed to accomplish such the deed, as my mother's chiming of her spoon against the glass made everyone look toward her, silent.

"I am afraid to say the hosts of the party are very tired, so all of the kingdom's people must leave the castle in the next five minutes. We have genuinely enjoyed your time here in out castle, and I hope you have as well. Thank you for joining us with such a special occasion as my daughter's birthday." The crowd inside the ball room cheered, raising their glasses before the room began to head out. My two hopeful friends turned to me with smug smiles, and Sinbad bent down to take my hand and kiss it, winking at me.

"I hope we get to meet again, princess. Happy birthday, and it was lovely talking with you," he spoke flirtatiously, flashing me the ole' charming smile he seems to have displayed for only ever.

I scoffed at him, politely bringing my hand back to my side and giving a curtsy as he bowed, not even registering anything as we both bid our goodbyes. The castle doors shut and Sinbad and Ja'far walked off, gloomily talking about the negotiation fail.

AND THEN WAIT IT HIT ME

"Shit!" I exclaimed, sprinting out of the castle. My dress flailed to and fro wildly and I jumped over things that stood in my way. "Sinbad!" I called, holding out my arm in desperate means to reach him further.

The sixteen year old sailor ahead of me stopped in his tracks, turning back to me and smiling widely.

Ouf, my heart.

"I- I want-!!!" I couldn't speak further as my concentration then went on to stopping, and I tripped mid-way. I could hear Sin gasp and he grabbed on to my waist to prevent me from falling, however that only made it worse, and the two of us then fell to the ground.

If it wasn't night time, anyone could see how red I was currently. Luckily though the shade brought myself less embarrassment and I got up as quickly as I could without my dress lifting. "O-Oh my goodness.. I-I am--!" I spoke, as I lifted Sinbad up. I bowed multiple times while sputtering apologies and he just chuckled, saying it was fine. I gulped, looking back up at him.

"So, you were saying?" He suddenly asked, his saffron orbs boring into my own. I snapped out of my still-embarrassed trance and cocked my head to the side, visibly confused.

"Hm?" I asked.

"You wanted to tell me something, right? What was it?" he prodded, giving this time a cheeky grin. He jutted out his hip and supported it with a hand placed on to it, cocking his head, like mine, and waiting as the anticipation only grew.

"O-Oh," I looked away, bashful. "I ah, I wanted to know if I could.." I furrowed my brows, then looking back up at him with a determined face. Wait a second-- no! I'm not shy around some playboy! I am a princess for heaven's sake, I need to act like one! I pushed my legs together, standing up straight and crossing my arms. "Sinbad. I want to come with you on your travels."

I spoke so sternly I guess that it shocked him. Ja'far and Sinbad stood close together, Sinbad shocked and Ja'far with a deadpanned expression. "With all do respect, princess-" Ja'far was quick to interrupt Sin with his own remark, "I don't see any reason why we should take you with us, your highness."

"Well, little one, I think it'd be wise if I just came with you here and now instead of having to walk back into the castle to meet my mother. Even though she'll.. most likely talk about your encounters with her, and from there ask what I was doing being seen next to you though, that would be quite an entertaining story to te-"

"Is.. she?" inquired Ja'far, turning to Sinbad. He didn't need to say anymore to the purple haired sailor as he nodded, smirking. "Yes, she is. Blackmailing."

I grinned innocently, curtsying once more. "So, either I come with you or I go with my mother." I added, extending my hand out. "What will it be, boys?"

Ja'far winced, pulling at his friend's clothes. "Sin.. it's a lose lose situation. I dunno.." he spoke softly, "if we do end up taking her with us what's the point? One, she's not going for any reason but to be a bother," I can here you, you little b- "-And two, if assuming she's making this decision by her own accord she's going to be filed as missing and/or kidnapped by us. I don't know if-"

"Such thinking won't be necessary," a familiar voice spoke, making Ja'far pop up his head. I turned around and smiled politely, nodding my head at the voice who spoke.

"Sir Leon," I greeted.

He nodded toward me, his hand on the hilt of his sheathed sword. "I've already informed her majesty as to what you were planning, Princess (name), and she seems to have agreed with letting you depart."

Really now..? You thought to yourself, annoyed. Good to know the old hag wants me off her back!

"Though, if you are to be going, I am to as well. Think of us as.. Almubar's ambassadors. Powerful, however. I am a magician, so we won't hold you back much."

I see that we.. Didn't really give the two of them 'options' but I wasn't one to care at the moment. I instead looked toward Sinbad to await for his decision, and grinned to see him nodding after thinking it through.

"Well, Leon, Princess,"

"Speak to her highness fortunate, you uncultured swine," spat Leon,

Sinbad ignored him. "I guess you'll be joining us."

--- did you like it did you love it hope you did. Qotc: Who's your favorite bb of the show? Mines Baby Judal 💕💕

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