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chapter 8
-Namir's p.o.v-
I looked around seeing my self in a hotel room before blinking It seems I am in a memory, I felt the feather like touch on my stomach so looked down watching a gold tanned hand run fingers over a few scars. Gold eyes of a younger Sinbad ran from scar to scar as his head rested on my hip his other arm throw over me, "what are you doing" I felt myself ask in a voice that was near mono tone, must be the first week, eyes of sun looked up at me flashing a grin "working out how you got these" he replied. I felt myself blink slowly "why" I asked, he pushed himself up till his head rested just below my breasts now led cradled between my legs "your interesting, different then the rest of the girls I was shown, It's the reason I picked you the first day, a warrior among girls, I want to know how and why you ended up there" he replied placing his head down using his arms to keep most of his weigh off of me. I tilted my head "you can not tell, I am broken and have no home" I told him, he moved his hand to toy with my Gryffindor pendent as it sat near his chin, he blinked at me before locking eyes with me "I still see a fire it might not burn as bright but it is there" he told me.
I sat on the bed again in the hotel room, I have been here everyday since the king arrived in the city to do business with the ruling lord, I am the one he calls for every night and every night I am sent. every night the same, ending with me locked within his arms as he dozed the room smelling of sex, I stay till morning. just who is this man most just take their pleasure from me and leave but this one askes that I stay, he make me feel, gives not just takes. He even talks to me, asking me about myself just the over night he told me he picked my for the fire he sees in me, one I have not felt in years, I looked over seeing the purple haired king doing paper work, he told me he'll be done soon and I should sit and wait. I looked out the window the sun had set nearly an hour ago, seeing the king out the corner of my eye I held in a sigh why pick someone like me, my body holds the scars of an abusive childhood were My uncle took a belt to my back a few time, the scars of a war I wanted nothing to do with, a war that took my family from me the only reminders of my parents. the ones who helped me train to win not just lie down and die, a godfather and uncle killed before I turned 16, one by one who shares blood with him, the other by his own order to get him away from me, to take away that hope of freedom.
To brake me but they missed one, one who had helped since my first year when he saw I was not my mother nor my father, one who stood by me till the end, he showed me how to hind behind the mask of the golden girl. showed me how to act like a fangless lion to be lead around on a leash but in reality I had my fangs and claw, But It was to much he tried to help tried to put me back together each year. I tried so hard to hold on to myself but each time I was knocked down or cage it broke me a little, being here in this world I thought myself free, but I ended up here of all places. the man in charge of the brothel said he could help after finding me half dead wounded and alone, another lie, I am to tiered to care any more. I hear his whispers to the other men that work for him, how he tires of me as I don't get many customers, as if I would how many would sleep with a women as scared as I, but this King has brought me more time not long, will he kill me or sell me, I've heard the girl taking to how an ugly street rat like me could land a king, said king just want to figure me out as I was the only one that didn't throw myself at him.
I felt fingers run down my cheek, blinking I looked to the king sat on the bed next to me "now where did you wonder off to" he asked with a smile, for once I answered "my past" I replied. he move to sit against the headboard the opened his arms "come here" he said, I tilted my head then moved over to him letting him pull me onto his lap "what are you doing" I asked as he ran his hand through my hair. I heard him hum an arm going around my waist "tell me a story" he asked, I looked up at him with a raised brow, this man is dragging my out of my shell and he wants a story "you are an odd king" I told him before placing my head on his shoulder. he laughed resting his head on mine "so I've been told, tell me a story" he asked again, I let out a sigh before telling him a tale of a girl from nobility who lost her parents before she could truly know them, who become a slave, who was forced to become a warrior against her will, of fighting in a war not her doing, of being betrayed by those who she called friends and how in the end she was banished from her home land. that night he just held me as my story ended he told me one of a boy who lost his father to greed and war, how the boy lost his mother to sickness, of adventures, how that boy became a king looking to end all wars a world of peace.
I eyed the pile of paper work the king had in front of him as I once more sat on the bed, blanket around my waist, I watched as he moaned giving the pile the evil eye, I could feel my lips wanting to pull into some from of a smile "Ja'far is going to kill me" he whimpered. I blinked remembering he said he Is here with two of his men, not that I have seen them as I am gone at first light, I looked out the window seeing the sky lighten "lazy king" I said without thinking. he tilted his head "what did you call me" he asked lips twitch up a bit, I blinked giving him the look my dark professor said was my get away with anything face, once helped me when I was found near the headmasters office after turning it puke green with bright orange spots. the king eyed me "I didn't say anything" I replied getting a snort before going back to the paper work he has been putting off, from the mumbling It needed to be done for this morning. I got up getting dressed feeling his eyes on me, I looked over finished to see him smiling at me "I'll see you tonight, I might be late back from my meeting, I'll tell them to let you in" he told me, for once I gave him a small smile seeing his face brighten "I'll see you then my lord" I said heading to the door, I heard him call after me "it's Sinbad" he's been trying to get me to call him by name for the last three days.
I rested my head on a gold kissed chest as a hand ran down my back, trying to calm my heart "your are safe right" he mumbled, I let out a snort giving into my impulses for once, I blame this man for bring them back to the front of my being and dug my fingers into his side. I held in a laugh as he jump trying to squirm away without throwing me from my resting place "we've been doing this for that last week and a half and now you ask" I ask him. I moved my head without moving from were I've curled up on top of him, I locked my green eyes with his gold "the manager has use drink a tea every two days, It makes us barren, well the other girls, I on the other had ends up ill so he makes me eat a herb that will do the same. not that it will ever happen, my kin placed a curse on me so I can never have a child because I wouldn't let a pig of a boy marry me and pop out baby after baby for him" I told him, I felt his hand still eyes looking over my face "you wanted them" he asked, I raised a brow "thought you could read people, I've seen you do it in the square just two days ago, so Why are you asking a question you already know the answer too" I asked back. I felt him let out a breath with a small chuckle hand back to running down my back tracing scars again "can't read you at all" he replied. I lifted myself up placing my hands on ever side of his head on the bed looking down on him hair falling over my shoulder "you can't" I asked, he looked from my eyes down my body he can see "pervert" I said getting a laugh as he rolled us over, he grinned down at me eyes running all over "no I can't, what can I say you can a magnificent body scars and all a fallen war goddess and I am loving that fire in your eyes" he said, I glared up at him getting him to laugh "that fire" he said leaning down.
I lead on my side an arm curled around me pulling me back in the warm solid chest behind me, a hand playing with my hair "if there is one thing in the world you could wish for what would it be" he asked, I placed my hand over the one resting on my stomach "A child of my own a family, but seeing as I can't I'll stick with freedom to do as I please" I replied. the arm tighten around me hugging me to his chest "why not ask one of the mages to remove it" he asked, I snorted looking over my shoulder at sleepy gold eyes "because the spell is tied to my soul, remove it I die" I told him, I felt him freeze as I turned away I ran my hand over his and up his arm "only a soul that matches mine can give me a child" I said with a snort. the bed moved as he pushed himself to lead over me, eyes clear of sleep "your talking about soul mates aren't you" He asked, I let out a bitter laugh getting a look from the purple king "Soul mates are a fairy tale Ba they do not exist" I replied using the name I gave him at the beginning of the week. He lead back down pulling me back to him "I think everyone has a soul mate out there some where, their one true equal in life, a partner" he said. I couldn't stop the laugh that escaped "then my equal is dead, the one who killed my parent was said to be my equal" I told him, a kiss was placed on my shoulder "that was a monster not a human, and as to an equal, I mean someone who knows your strengths and weaknesses who can lend you their strength when yours fails, who will help you over come your weaknesses, who will stand at your side no matter your fault. one who will sit and listen, who will tell you when you do something right or wrong, no matter what you do will back you up. pick you up when you fall, even put you back to together. that is what I think an equal is, one who will walk with you though life by your side not in front or behind" He told me. I linked my fingers with him with a sigh "I have no equal" I told him closing my eyes, I felt more then heard his sigh "what do you wish for" I had to ask I felt him shift resting his head above mine "my equal, someone to stand beside me, rule with me" he replied sleepily. I squeezed his hand letting myself start to fall asleep "go to sleep Ba, you leave in three days and still have work to do" I told him, I shook my head hearing him mumble to himself.
I watched the king sleep, one to many drinks as tonight is the last night, I sat on the edge of the bed having escaped his arms once he dropped off, I reached over brushing the violet locks from his face watching as he didn't even twitch. I held in a snort sure go at him with a weapon or intent to hurt or kill and he'll wake up but like this he is dead to the world "you bloody fool" I whispered to the room but who it was aimed as I don't know, him for pulling me out of my shell my depression or myself for letting him and for coming back to the man who is like the sun instead of refusing and sending one of the other girls. I let out a sigh reaching up taking off the only piece of jewellery that pig manager let me keep, I held the sliver chain in my finger tracing the gold lion on red background feeling the magic in the metal. the magic that every head of the Gryffindor family has placed, has giving for a thousand years, I can not even access it with the seal but I have placed what I can in over the years, I brought it to my lips placing them on the cold metal "help him, help this brave foolish man in his quest, help him when needed, help him when not, guide him if needed, guide him if not, help this brave soul for he has save me, help this man with eyes of a lion" I whispered. I felt the metal heat up as the magic in it sung, I felt my eyes start to water "what a fool I am" I said to myself, I reached over clipping the chain around his neck well placing a kiss on his brow before getting to my feet to dress. I spied his metal vessels on the table narrowing my eyes, I think it's time I left, time I got out of here back to my little quest to find the end since now I wont sit back and let that pig kill me off as I heard him talking about two days ago. I looked back at the door seeing Sinbad on his back arm starched out, the pendent sitting on chest "good bye Sinbad and thank you for everything" I whispered to the room.
I stood looking down at the city seeing the sun about to raise, wonder how long till you wake, I moved away without looking back, Bastet snarling and growling in the back of my mind having be separated for the passed year "yeah yeah keep your fur on, now lets see where I can meet death" I said to myself ignoring the cursing of my Djinn.
I woke with the sun shining into my room, I pushed myself up with a yawn, I looked to the door as there was a knock "come in" I called having heard that knock a few time. Morgiana popped her head in "good morning cub" I said as she walked in. she give me a small smile "good morning Namir-san" she said back moving to sit on the bed by me, I looked the girl over looks like she's coming into her own "what should we do today" I asked, she tilted her head "are you okay, your up late" she asked. I blinked before giving a softy sigh leaning over placing a kiss on her brow "I am find my little lioness, I seems I was dreaming of my passed and they wouldn't let me go till I finished" I replied before getting up. I watched her as I put my hair into a ponytail as she looked around the green and blue room, I felt my lips twitch seeing pink Rukh around her as she lost herself in her thoughts "come on little one, lets go to the kitchens then go see what the other cubs are up too, knowing Thia she is coursing trouble or clinging to Sinbad" I said with a small laugh, he's been back a few weeks now and she still clings to him like a lemur.
