Sinbad and Ja-far had just stepped out of the palace and into the courtyard just as Yunan began to move towards the middle of the courtyard with a linen blanket draped over one arm and began reciting a spell that Sinbad had never heard before.
Some of the palace guards and the other generals came tearing out of the palace- not knowing what was going on- and automatically went to surround Sin in a protective manner as the courtyard was suddenly engulfed in a blinding light for a moment, causing everyone to either winch and shut their eyes or to attempt to shield them so that they wouldn't be blinded.
And then just as suddenly as it was there, the light was gone and there, hovering about ten or so feet from the ground was what appeared to be a person with long blue-black hair.
As Yunan carefully used his magic to maneuver Aladdin to where he needed her to be so that he could wrap her body in the blanket to preserve her modesty since her bathing suit left little to the imagination in the chest, hips, buttocks, and leg area's (and there were perverts *cough* Sinbad *cough* running amok) which probably wouldn't be good for Aladdin's innocence- while simultaneously healing the worst of her wounds, so that if anyone asked why he had insisted she be protected, he would have a little something of a cover story to excuse his lack of information from when he had spoken to Sinbad before.
At least until he could come up with a decent lie about who she was to cover up just what she really was so that Sinbad wouldn't be tempted to try and imprison her and use her against her will for his own purposes.
After all, she was both a king and the most powerful magi in all of creation.
Not a weapon of mass murder or genocide to be used as others deemed necessary.
Cradling her wrapped up dripping wet form in his arms, he muttered the healing spell that would mend a majority of her wounds as he slowly pushed some of his ruhk into her body to help speed up her healing process. In much the same way he had the first time she had died.
The healing spell he used would give her a part of his natural life span which he didn't mind sharing again since he was positively ancient anyways compared to the slip of a girl in his arms. Besides, he figured that the longer her life span was, the more good she could do.
The spell wasn't even finished when he detected the first hints of life returning to her with an almost full body spasm that may have caused him to drop her if he hadn't been expecting it.
Next came the breath and the slight stirring of her heart beginning flutter and then beat again. After that she inhaled and coughed several times and let out a soft whimper, causing him to end the spell since he knew she was still in agony and likely couldn't take any more of his ruhk at the moment.
He would have the next few days to allow her to mend on her own before he could give her more of it.
Turning towards the palace, Yunan barely paid any attention to the people around him as he carried her forward and didn't even bother to stop as he called for Yamriha, Ja-far and Sinbad to follow him as he made his way towards the room that Sinbad had prepared for her.
Once in the room, Yunan carefully deposited his burden on the large carved and polished white wood bed and then sat down next to her on the edge of the bed as he began pulling a salve and some clean linen bandages from his travel pack.
They were the same ones that he generally used for himself when he became injured during his travel's, which was pretty frequently if one dared to ask those who had ever run into him.
For a magi he was a fairly clumsy person.
Or at least that was what Yunan led others to believe anyways. After all, he was just one of the many, many people who were meant to protect Aladdin. And besides it was better for him if people underestimated him in the bad situations that were already bound to arise off and on from this point on.
No one needed to know that he wasn't just a magi, but a special creature created to be Aladdin's general as well. Just like no one needed to know that he had fanilis blood coursing through his veins that gave his magic a very big 'oomph' when used all out.
But at this very moment, as far as others were concerned he was just a human magi with mediocre power and reserves of ruhk.
Nothing terribly impressive or special.
Whereas Aladdin, was a creator of worlds.
The world they ere currently in for instance was the one that Aladdin had sent all living things to so that they could live, procreate and do what they were meant to do when the old world had fallen to the being of destruction.
Absently tugging some of the blanket out of the way so that he could analyze what was left of her injuries and dress them, he completely forgot that he was handling/undressing a young girl with Sinbad, Yamriha and Ja-far in the room up until a hand came out of nowhere and smacked him right off of the bed where he lay at Sinbad's feet, slightly dazed as he heard Yamriha's screech of feminine outrage, "What the hell is wrong with you, you perverted mage?! Why are you undressing this kid in front of us?!"
Yunan remained silent as Sin and Ja-far both looked down at him, both men were blushing when it hit him.
Oh right.
Girls didn't generally undress in front of men unless they were lovers or married or were in the sex trade. How could he have possibly forgotten those details? He rarely forgot other things that were just as important.
Still laying on the floor where Yamriha had knocked him, the magi didn't vocally reply, he was simply too damned embarrassed too. So instead he held up the small jar of salve and bandages, which Ja-far quietly stepped forward and took from him and handed over to Yamriha before backing away from the bed again to allow the woman to see to the girl.
After, of course, she chased them out of the room.
