Judar: 7

Alibaba: 7

Sphintus: 1

Hakuryuu: 2

Titus: 0

Kouen: 3

Yunan: 7

No pairing:7

Uhhhh, so we've got a bit of a tie going on, hahaha

I will be opening another poll, with the four so you can vote for them.

I will not be including Sinbad as a pairing for reasons that will appear in this chapter quite early on ;)

I'm not up to date with the manga but I occasionally browse through the wikis to look at some things that might clash with my story ideas, so the Sinbad thing (if you know what I'm talking about) is going to be addressed here and what things I'm adding.

A guest mentioned doing a harem lol. Maybe a character might have a crush on her but nothing like that, because as funny as that would be I think it would be a bit too much.

Yellowie17: Yes, flashbacks. There will be plenty more with detailing. There is already some difference such as the fact that they would have already had Aladdin, so~ expect more adorable Aladdin involved

SpicyCrazyLove2013: What are you confused about? I'm more than willing to explain

YoshimoriXsenXgen: Here's the next chapter ;). But to answer your question, yeah, she had Aladdin in Alma Torran – sadly he was killed ): and yeah, using his name is a bit of a reminder and all that.

4orra: Your vote has been taken into account, but as you've no doubt already seen ^^', I'm gonna be needing another poll up lol. And I'm happy that you find my story so captivating and sorry for such a long wait. I hope this lives up to the previous chapters.

The poll will be up when this chapter is posted, so go vote, please :)

Pervious chapters have been edited and had corrections made to them.

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Chapter 3: Sin..bad?

After the whole slave trade and caravan capture, where I had met Morgiana and not to mention Leila and Sahsa again; Morgiana and I had agreed to continue travelling together. Which meant crossing the rest of the desert towards Balbadd. When I had asked Morgiana what her goal was by going to Balbadd, she answered that the city had ships that could take her to the Dark Continent.

So, she wished to return? If I was correct, Yunan currently resided by the rift.

Morgiana also mentioned that she wanted to thank Alibaba and me for what we had done for her. She even knelt – bowed, which I immediately told her not to do. Please no more bowing to me…. But more importantly I also told her that Alibaba would feel the same way - we didn't do it just for her to thank us.

I shook that off as we finally reached the edge of the desert that had been in our sights for the last two hours, the change of scenery was definitely a welcomed sight, the heat of the sun's rays were far less intense with the trees sheltering us.

"We'll reach Balbadd by mid-day at this rate, if I'm correct," I mused aloud. It would be nice to see what this country had indifference from Qishan and the others I'd visited during my journey.

"Indeed," Morgiana agreed.

There wasn't much talking; the silence comfortable, and I guess neither of us were very chatty to begin with - It was times like these that I missed having a book at hand to read. I rose my gaze from the ground upwards to look ahead and immediately stopped walking.

There a few feet in front of us, stood a man wearing nothing but a leaf.

My first reaction was to scream – an image of my father replaced the man that bared impossible similarities to the person I hated the most. FUCK! Fuckfuckfuck!

A wave of reinsurance washed over me from Ugo, 'It's not your father, your father's dead, Solomon, calm down.'

I sharply exhaled, taking those few seconds before the man speaks to compose myself.

"Hey, you guys," he greeted as if nothing was wrong, "Nice weather today, huh?"

It took me a moment to realise that the man was wearing nothing but a leaf! I glared at him, my arm outstretched to block Morgiana in a subconscious motherly gesture, "Get back, Mor!" I pulled my staff from my back, "Get away from us!"

"It's alright! Just leave this to me!" Morgiana argued.

"H-Hey, no!"

"Such a disguising man!" I hissed.

"Just hear me out, okay?" the man exclaimed, trying to defuse the situation that was his fault.

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We migrated off the path, creating a small fire while we waited for the man to use some spare cloth I had to create some clothing - it was lucky that I hadn't thrown it away. It was embarrassing, sure people wear revealing clothes but I'd never seen anyone with as little clothing as he had apart from Sheda - but we were married, so it was fine!

It didn't help that the guy was a massive flirt too, as thanks for lending him some cloth, he started complimenting me. I'd never been complimented so much by someone other than Sheda in a flirtatious manner.

I'd…. I'd never felt so violated…. Especially from a man that shared similarities to my father.

Finally, he introduced himself as 'Sin', he also mentioned that he got robbed by some bandits on his way to Balbadd. How? Was he sleeping or something? He looked like he could easily take care of a few bandits. I sighed, not wanting to think into that much.

"I see… my bad," I replied, still not meeting his eyes. I found the sky suddenly very appealing. Morgiana was in the same situation but was staring at her lap, no doubt she'd never been in this situation before either.

I might be a woman with the mentality of someone well into their hundreds but I was very… childish? I don't know if that was the best word to use. I was normally very wise and thoughtful but I'd often find myself acting like a child because I could – because I wanted to.

I guess I'm just human, huh? I'm far from perfect, I know that for sure.

Maybe I subconsciously want to embrace the current eighteen-year-old I am.

"As someone who's crossed the desert, I guess I'm paranoid about the danger," I added. Sin seemed to become interested at my words – was he a traveller too? His name sounded familiar, and I was sure I should know who he was but for the life of me I could figure it out.

We chatted about travelling for a bit, the awkwardness finally dying off…. Until he started complimenting me again - comparing me to come exotic flower which I'd never heard of or seen before.

Ah-h…. Ugo save me…

There was a gush of wind that seemed to catch Morgiana's attention. Thank Ill Ilah, because she distracted Sin. She stood, sniffing the air, "The scent of the ocean…"

Did that mean Balbadd was close?

"You should be able to see it beyond that hill," Sin commented, a peaceful expression falling on his face.

Morgiana and I looked to one another before starting up the hill. Once we reached the top, the sight of Balbadd met our eyes. It was indeed beautiful. The bricks a golden colour, roofs varying in colour and greenery spread around with rivers running through the city towards the ocean.

"This is… Balbadd," Morgiana muttered in just as much awe as I was.

"This is the great coastal nation made up of serval hundred islands, big and small, with this port city as its capital… the kingdom of Balbadd."

Walking through the city was amazing, I'd never seen such busy streets with markets and stalls lining the walls, all kind of things were being sold from food to fabrics.

Walking down a river pathway, one of the walls has words written in paint, "Overthrow the monarchy?" I questioned.

"Ever since the death of the former king, the country seems to be in a state of crisis," Sin explained. Hmm.

Soon enough we arrived at a large hotel that looked rather… expensive. Sin must be someone rich then, right? The finest luxury hotel in the country, huh? But immediately as Sin walked up to go into the building he was met with guards. Oblivious as he was, he didn't understand why… goodness.

Thankfully someone that no doubt worked for him stepped forwards telling the guards that he was a guest. Sin gestured for us to follow him. I sighed, sharing a look with Morgiana before we both did so. I couldn't help but take in the lavish decorations and interior - gold with red and brown, with hints of purples and greens, spread about.

"It seems as if our Master has inconvenienced you," the albino greeted once we'd reached the lounge, "As he said, please let us cover your room fees."

So, he wasn't lying, thank goodness, cause I don't exactly have a lot of money.

I gave the albino a grateful smile, "Thank you for your generosity."

Morgiana bows and speaks quietly in agreement.

The albino sighs, turning to Sin, "And you, please do something about your inappropriate attire."

With the albino pushing him into towards the door, Sin turns and waves, "See you later, Aladdin, Morgiana! Let's meet for some lunch, yes?"

I can't stop the smile despite still seeing the image of my father before me – it was obvious that Sin wasn't my father but that subconscious part of me will always fear the man because of the still similarities.

I sigh at the thought, but banished them as a maid wonder up to us and told us she'd be taking us to our room. We followed her up a flight of stairs and into a very lavish room fit for royalty. It momentarily made me feel sick because of all the people living in poverty in this city.

I set my staff against the table, quickly turning to the maid as she went to leave, "Excuse me, you wouldn't happen you know where one could find a ship headed to the Dark Continent, would you?"

Morgiana turned in surprise at my question, more than likely realising that she probably should have asked the question, but it slipped her mind to ask. I already knew the answer but it was for Morgiana's sake.

The maid looked confused, "The Dark Continent?" her eyes lit up in realisation, "You mean ships travelling to the south. That might be hard to find at the moment."

"How come?"

"You see," her expression turned sorrowful, "There is a group calling themselves The Fog Troupe; the city often gets fog, but recently a group of thieves have been using the appearing fog to break into wealthy places to steal. After breaking into the royal treasury two years ago, their numbers have only grown, they only attack the mansions of nobles and national trading vessels. Most consider them heroes because they redistribute the goods and money to those that need it."

"Heroic thieves?" Morgiana voices.

The maid hummed, "Recently a young man, whose become their leader, joined them and ever since, the riots and upheavals have gotten worse."

"New leader?" I hum with curiosity.

"Hai," she nods, "His name is Alibaba."

I nearly choke on my spit but manage to control my expression.

"They call him Miracle Man Alibaba," the maid concluded her story, "But because of the attacks, the trade and ships owners are hesitant to much in fear of being raided."

With a bow, the maid left us to our thoughts.

It was highly possible that it- oh who am I kidding, of cause it's my Kings Candidate, Alibaba Saluja, Third Princes of Balbadd. Alibaba's main reason for conquering Amon was to be able to return to his home and help its people.

However, I can't, as hypocritical as it sounds considering I had done something similar, condone what he's doing. True the rich might be withholding food and money that could help, but what about the innocent people caught up in it?

The poor that got involved, just trying to get food to feed their starving children or feeling the wrath of government because of the Fog Troupes' actions as a secondary effect.

It… it sort of reminds me of Sheda when we first meet him, in its own way. The circumstance was a lot different but there are still distinguishable similarities between them. I let out a breath.

I glance to Morgiana, smiling bitterly with a hum, "I feel that our Alibaba has done something rather stupid and idiotic."

"You think it is our Alibaba?" Morgiana questions, her brows raising.

"Alibaba and I spoke about his ambitions before entering the dungeon, Mor," I give her a sympathetic smile, "Helping his home was one of them, I'm afraid."

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"Eat to your heart's content!" Sin grinned as our food arrived, the main dish looking delicious enough that I nearly started drooling at the sight of it, "Balbadd's speciality, herb cooked Eumera sea bream."

Even though I knew that I didn't have to continue with my manners I'd had worked into me from my previous life, I couldn't completely lose them. I subconsciously sat up straight and kept my eating tidy.

"I haven't introduced you to my men yet, have I? These are Jafar and Masrur," Sin questioned and introduced them, turning to gesture to them in order as he did so, "Morgiana, Masrur is a Fanalis much like yourself."

Morgiana paused, a faint look of shock flickering on her face.

"You have the same eyes," Sin explained at her expression, smiling.

"Nice to meet you," Masrur greeted as both Morgiana and I glanced up at the tall Fanalis. Morgiana quickly and quietly returned the greeting – she was quite shy, wasn't she?

With that, we all returned to the food, the very delicious food.

Placing my fork down, I stretched, feeling my shoulders pop as I did. In a subconscious gesture, I grabbed Ugo's flute as I sat back. My actions seemed to catch Sin's eyes as they flickered to the golden object and became instantly interested in it.

"Aladdin," Sin starts, I blink turning my gaze to him, "You are a Magician, correct?"

I gave a slow nod, "Yes…?"

"That is also a Djinn vessel, correct?"

I sharpen my gaze immediately, "If your next question is going to be what I think it is, then I might as well answer before you ask it. Yes, I am."

Sin sits up straight, a new-found interest glinting in his eyes, "So you are?"

Jafar turned his attention from me to Sin in confusion, having only caught the end of our conversation, "Sin?"

"Perhaps we should find a quieter space to continue talking?" Sin suggests.

The five of us immigrated town to the river side of the hotel in order to continue – it wouldn't be a good thing to announce there was a Magi in Balbadd or cause distress at the sight of a blue giant.

Upon reaching the riverside, I debated with Ugo about calling him out.

'Meeting me first hand may be a good thing?' Ugo suggests, a slight humorous tone entered his voice as he continued, 'It will also prove that you are indeed a Magi, my friend.'

With a low exhale, I bring the flute to my lips and play. With a gush of Rukh, Ugo is sitting crossed legged against the brick wall. Sin steps forwards, examining Ugo with awe and a well-hidden glint of a forming idea that I would have missed if he wasn't facing me.

"This is Ugo, a dear friend of mine," I introduce. I get a light chuckle in return from the Djinn.

"An honour to meet you Ugo," Sin greets, before turning to me, "So, you are also a Magi."

Also? Which other Magi does he know? Yunan? Unfortunately, I'm not up to date with the other Magi except for my blond haired friend.

Ugo droops his head down at Sin in interest and I turn to face him again, asking smoothly, "Who are you really?"

I know he wasn't a simple traveller, he had too much money. He also knew other Magi. On top of that, I had the feeling that I should know him.

"My name is Sinbad," he replied, a smile that most would find irresistible.

Ah. That would explain it. King Sinbad.

I knew his name sounded familiar, I muse. Ugo nudges me and I frown up at him. He gave me a smile, I look to Sinbad who also looks amused.

"Did I speak aloud?" I winced. Again, whoops.

Ugo let out a light rumble of laughter, "You seem to be gaining a new habit, my friend."

I purse my lips, sighing I mutter: "Not a good habit to have."

I turn back to Sinbad, who was still watching me with a curious eye. I tilt my head, "Now what is the reason behind asking me about being a Magi in the first place?"

Sinbad chuckles a little sheepishly at being caught, "My apologies. I was wondering if you would be able to help me?"

I frown in curiosity, "Help you? In what way?"

"Would you be willing to help me capture the group of thieves that's causing trouble here?"

Help you capture the Fog Troupe? I purse my lips in thought, This could be my chance to see Alibaba again.

"Wait!" Jafar cut in, grasping Sinbad by the shoulder, "Hold on, Sin. You want to involve the children?"

Who are you calling a child?

"Why not?" Sinbad argues, "Aladdin is a Magi. She is one touched by destiny and has the appropriate skills for her position. We also don't have a single metal vessel on us right now."

I blinked twice, he was a metal vassal user? Plural? And he lost them?! My poor friends.

Wait.

Sinbad said he was robbed…. He was robbed of his Djinns?!

A dungeon conquer, a King, should not be so weak as to be beaten by bandits! I clenched my jaw at such irresponsibility. Stupid, stupid man!

I sharply exhaled to release my anger, I glanced up at Ugo in annoyance. He gave a tense and bitter smile in return, he wasn't pleased about the fact this man had allowed himself to fall into a position to be robbed of our friends either.

"And whose fault is that?" Jafar snapped, just as annoyed – but for a slightly different reason.

Sinbad still looked nonchalant about it.

Ughh.

"Mor, what do think we should do?" I turn to the female Fanalis.

Morgiana's face furrows into a thoughtful frown, "I wish to travel to the Dark Continent. To do that, the ships must be able to leave Ballbadd, but they cannot do that while the Fog Troupe are causing chaos, right?"

Morgiana glanced at Sinbad.

"That's why we're here," Sinbad confirms.

"Aladdin and I are also here looking for someone," Morgiana continues, glancing my way as she adds: "Aladdin had mentioned that he might have joined this group, so perhaps this way we will be able to find him sooner."

Sinbad hummed, eyes flickering between Morgiana and I. The Fanalis turned towards me, "Aladdin?"

I nod in agreement,

Sinbad smiled, "Thank you, we best start planning."

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"We believe the Fog Troupe's aim is either the wealthy merchant, Alijars, or the noble, Haldhub's, mansion," Jafar explained.

"Why do you say that?"

Jafar continued, "False information has been spread about the movements of the army. The Fog Troup appears to have supporters even within the government."

"Even within the government…" Sinbad murmured.

"Yes. The Fog Troupe is more popular among the people than we imagined."

"If the people support the Fog Troupe, are we really doing the right thing by capturing them?" Morgiana inquired.

I lick my upper lip at her question. Quite the eye there, Mor, I smile, liking her train of thought.

After a brief moment, Sinbad responded, "I think so. They distribuend the money they steal to the people, thereby gaining the people's support. That's why people are calling them chivalrous thieves – but I think thieves may only do that to make their crimes seem justifiable. Or perhaps we are hearing a lot of propaganda. Well, that's what I've come to. that's the story and I'm sticking to it. You guys should also spend some time thinking this over, and act according to your conclusions. That's how I've managed to get this far."

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"The fog has rolled in," Jafar observed, turning to us he smiled, "I'm glad the two of you decided to join us."

I hum, "Despite the fact some believe they are doing the right thing, it's the secondary effects that have me concerned. Because of the Fog Troupe, the people may have been affected worst then had they not started this uprising. However, Jafar, I would like to inform you now that my main objective here is to find my friend – if he is truly with them and his reason is justified, I will be taking a step back as I have no direct quarrel with these people and dislike harming others."

Jafar pursed his lips at my speech, no doubt mulling over what I had said, he nods, "Understandable."

"Are Sinbad and Masrur the only ones guarding the other mansion?" Morgiana questions.

"Do not worry," Jafar ensures, "Sindbad might seem a little shady, but his title as the High King of the Seven Seas isn't just for show."

Suddenly Morgiana pauses, turning her head off to the side.

"Mor?"

"The guards," she murmurs, then I hear it too.

Laughter.

The guards were laughing?

Morgiana and I share a look, immediately taking off in that direction, Jafar going from above.

Approaching the laughter, I notice something about the fog. It was tinted - pink?

"It sounds like-"

Morgiana and I cover our mouths in realisation, the pink fog was the cause. Whatever it was, it was definitely working on the guards.

Tugging my staff from my back, I follow Morgiana as she leaps onto the roof and away from the laughing gas- or would the correct term be laughing fog?

Once on the roof, the sound of fighting reaches our ears, the guards were fighting each other, believe others were the thieves. So, no, it wasn't a laughing gas.

Hallucination.

"It seems they are caught in some sort of illusions," Jafar noted, coming to stand beside us.

"Hallucinogen fog?" I suggest, Morgiana shots me a confused look, "A gas that makes people hallucinate, see things that aren't truly there or alter their perception of things."

"Yes, not something easily made by human hand. It must be a magic item," Jafar expands.

"Over there!" Morgiana swiftly points down the street, where I could faintly make out a group of people – not just people, the Fog Troupe.

"Let's go."

I take flight again and watch from above as Jafar engages. I tilt my head as a dark purple mist swarms Jafar as soon as he lands on the ground. It forces him down under intense pressure much like my Dhoruf Luyila gravity spell.

Another magical weapon, I thought bitterly. What else did they have?

"That's right. It's the Sword of Shackling Ebon Fog," a new voice calls, turning my head to see the wielder, "Now you can't move a finger."

"Kassim!" the female wielder cried, a grin on her face.

Humph.

"Let my comrades go," Kassim ordered Jafar.

Another member steps forwards and I can sense Amon from here. It was Alibaba, though his face was covered to hide his identity.

Morgiana comes running in, taking down three people before Kssim turns the fog onto her as well. I purse my lips as Morgiana is able to fight against it.

"A girl?" Kassim exclaimed in confusion and a little awe as the Fanalis is able to fight against his weapon.

"Morgiana!" I called, making my presence known. Alibaba spun around to look up at me from my space on the roof.

Morgiana manages to stand but Kassim just increases the pressure upon her, making her collapse.

I found a light snarl twitching at my lips as the Fog Troupe advance. Grasping the flute, I place it between my lips – with a strong gust of Ruhk, Ugo's body appearances from the flute.

I watch as the Fog Troupe scatter as Ugo's feet hit the ground. Leaping onto his shoulder, I point my sceptre down at them, "I cannot allow you to pass!"

I watch with hidden amusement as a lot of the lower members of the Fog Troupe back away in fear of Ugo, knowing they'd be unable to take him on.

Kassim glares up at me, readying his blade but I watch as Alibaba approaches him, placing a hand on his shoulder. Kassim glances at him, "What's the matter, friend?"

Alibaba spoke words that couldn't reach my ears because of the distance but the mattered not to me.

I met his honey coloured orbs with a piercing stare and a lack of expression.

Alibaba reaches up and removed the scarf.

Now it's time for your judgement, Alibaba Saluja. Can you continue being my Kings Candidate or will I be relieving you of that position?

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Here it is! I'm leaving it here because the episode ended here and the fact that it's an amazing finish to a chapter as well.

So Solomon wants to hear Alibaba's side of the story before deciding upon a course of action and whether or not she thinks he's still worthy of being her kings candidate.

I want to apologize again for the lack of updates, I've had a hell of a year with college and looking at universities, that I've been kinda stressed and focused on other stories I've got.

Until next time,

Sleepless Kueen xx