~Chapter 9~
Cassim
After leaving my old home, Faheem traded me the scepter for something hard wrapped in a thick fabric. It felt like a dish or something, but I had strict instructions not to unwrap the item, but I had to hold onto it. Faheem grasped the scepter tightly clearly mesmerized by it.
"At last." He muttered.
"Great, now that you've got what you wanted...release my wife and let us go home." I said calmly not wanting to anger Faheem and cause him to do something rash.
"I say when we're done. Understood? Or should I make sure it's your wife who understands me?" He threatened.
"No!" I snapped, "Just tell me what to do."
"Good." He nodded.
Faheem closed his eyes and the scepter began to glow and a beam of light emerged from the scepter revealing a pale, ethereal spirit of some sort. She was dressed in white robes and looked as though she stepped out of Egyptian times. Her eyes had no pupils, but glowed intensely.
"Your question is my answer. Speak carefully, I am bound by the rule of one. One question, one answer." She bellowed.
"Show me where to find the scroll of the djinn?" Faheem quickly asked.
The spirit nodded and took off far on the horizon.
"Follow." Her voice echoed.
I turned to Faheem surprised by his calm demeanor.
"Was that…" I muttered in shock.
"An oracle?" Faheem replied raising a brow, "Yes, yes it was. Now we go after her."
If I had known what that scepter was, I would have used it a long time ago to ask what had plagued my heart for almost two decades.
As I was lost in my thoughts, Faheem in seconds whisked us away after the oracle in what seemed like seconds. Once the world around me seemed to slow down, I steaded myself demanding an answer from Faheem.
"What are you?"
"I am a djinn and not one to trifle with." He replied.
This explained a lot considering how we even came back here in the first place. Now that I knew, a lot of my questions were making more sense. The oracle was hovering just ahead of us with the scepter on the ground below her.
"Welcome to the Isle of the Djinn." She said. "Where your scroll is to be found."
Just behind her, I saw what looked to be a beautiful looking garden, but it was blocked by a large, golden gate with seemingly no way through. Faheem approached the gate and tried to make his way through. The moment he touched the gate, magic energy struck from the bars and pushed him back like a force field. I looked at the gate and noticed six circular plates along its structure.
"What is the meaning of this!" He yelled at the oracle, "How do I get in?" He demanded.
"I am bound by one." The oracle said.
He quickly stomped right up to me getting in my face.
"Ask her, ask her now!" Faheem ordered.
"Clearly, you didn't ask the right question." I replied crossing my arms.
"I warn you…" Faheem said, "Your wife will pay dearly for this insolence!" He growled.
"How do we get inside?" I quickly asked the oracle.
The oracle immediately stretched out her hand waving it across the horizon.
"Six djinn there will be...only they hold the key. Bring them back here and only then will these gates open."
Faheem immediately shouted in anger and began to pace. The oracle was swallowed back into her scepter as I stood there in a daze. My wife was a captive and I was the only one able to fight to win her freedom, but something in the way Faheem looked at me said there would be more hoops to jump through before I would get my wife back.
AN: Can't wait to reveal more about the Djinn for you all. Stay tuned for more soon!
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