Ja-far had been on his way to check on his lady's wound when upon reaching the cabin, he heard a loud thud and a yelp and quickly rushed to the door and peered inside to find his Queen lying on her uninjured side on the floor.

Her long pale hair lay in a flattering semi circle around her slender figure, hiding most of her from view. But he was a tad bit relieved to find that she hadn't fallen on her injured shoulder.

Just the other one.

Stepping into the cabin, he watched her somewhat awkward movement as she tried to push herself up and cleared his throat after a moment or so and nearly grinned down at her embarrassed expression as her pale green eyes met his mirthful emerald ones, causing her to blush as she stated softly, and albit a little lamely, "I...can't seem to walk."

"Hn." He said, unsure of if he should be worried that she had reopened her wound's stitching. Fretful of whether she had injured herself in some other way. Or furious at her for trying to move out of bed so soon when her body was still so weak from blood loss.

He settled for the latter- and decided that he had no real right to be furious with her.

Though he should probably help her up out of the floor and back to bed before Sinbad returned and went mental on them both. Kneeling down he slipped an arm under her- right around where her shoulders were- and his other arm underneath her knees, and gently lifted her up off of the floor and placed her back on the bed.

And not a moment too soon either since the door opened and Sinbad came in carrying a small meal of cut up fresh fruits, cooked chicken with herbs cooked into the skin, some cooked carrots and potato's, a small partial loaf of bread with some honey and a cup of willow bark tea for Mya's shoulder since it seemed to be paining her quite a bit.

"Here it is. Food fit for a queen." Sinbad announced cheerfully when he noticed Ja-far standing there with his hands on Mya and his cheerful expression faltered a bit as he growled out, "What. Are. You. Doing?"

Unsure of who he was speaking too, Mya started to open her mouth and explain herself when Ja-far placed his hand over her mouth to silence her as he half turned to face his king and smiled as he smoothly said, "Settle down, you fool. I simply came to check on her shoulder and to change the bandages on it. I even have some of my special healing salve to numb the wound so that it won't pain her so much."

Narrowing his golden eyes at his vicar Sinbad snipped, "Well I've brought her food and willow bark tea." As if he were suddenly in a contest of some sort for her attentions or something. It was enough to make Mya groan and give Ja-far a migraine headache.

"Enough, foolishness Sinbad," The former assassin snapped in an impatient tone as he glared at his king. Almost unbelieving of the childish way he was acting. "This isn't a contest. It don't matter if my lady uses the salve or tea just as long as she has something to help make her more comfortable."

Sinbad blinked for a moment while begrudgingly admitting to himself that his friend was right. Even if he didn't like it, he couldn't help but acknowledge the fact that Ja-far's logic was more than sound.

"Sorry." He muttered feeling more than a little sheepish for his less than stellar actions just now. But for some reason he couldn't help but feel jealous whenever he saw another man near his woman. Even more so when they touched her.

No one should take such liberties with her person. No one. Not even his most trusted advisor and friend. At least not until he was sure that Mya would agree to having him woo her until their wedding. And since he only had a short time to make the girl fall in love with him- he was becoming increasingly anxious since he knew that the time would pass much too quick.

In the blink of an eye really. Unless he could find a way to stop time for a bit.

Come to think of it...maybe he should get some people on that immediately.

"Sin. Why don't you set the food and drink down and go ask about having one of Kouen's bathtubs brought in along with some warm water, soaps, oils and lotions so that my lady can bathe and change into some fresh clothing that Sharrkan, Masrur and Hinahoho had been bringing from the palace and the market. I'm sure that my lady would enjoy soaking for a bit before I treat her wounds again." Ja-far said as he tapped the bedside table to indicate where Sinbad could place Mya's food and drink.

Sin opened his mouth to argue for a moment, but then abruptly shut his mouth. Knowing that arguing would do no good for him at this point, and went to do as Ja-far had bid him too since the look in the younger man's eye bespoke of swift and painful retaliation if he continued to act like such a child.

It was unseemly for a grown man to act in such a way. Especially in front of his intended.

And after telling Sin he would make sure that his lady Queen at least drank some of the tea before bathing, Sin seemed to relax some since he had been worried that his concern would go unheeded by his woman.

But he needn't have been so concerned since deep down he knew that while Mya was still adjusting to her new life and the way that things were in Sindria, she was a perceptive person and not a consciously or unjustly cruel person. In fact she didn't seem to have a cruel bone in her body. But then maybe that was just wishful thinking on his part.

Or just really bad observation skills. He didn't know which.

He did however know that Ja-far's advice about the bath and a change of fresh clothing before having her wound tended was a good one though.

Which is the only reason why he left his Queen alone with the man while he went to order a tub and warm water brought to the cabin along with the soaps and oils and lotions before going to one of the many, many, many copper anm studded chests piled up against the side of the ship just outside of the cabin, barely out of the way, and took several minutes to dig through the top two and found three different dresses that would look stunning on Mya.

A pale lilac one with violet and silver embroidery, a red one with white flower along the collar, sleeves and hem, and an light turquoise one with gold thread embroidery sewn into the fabric of the bodice in a vine like fashion that covered the collar and top part of the sleeves.

He also found matching slippers for each dress, some jewelry to match, and some lovely diamond studded hair combs that would match any of the outfits.

And once satisfied with the thought that the dresses and jewels and slippers would please his woman, Sinbad made his way back into the cabin to see that Ja-far was helping her drink the tea that he had brought for her in order to keep her from moving her injured shoulder around too much.

Gently closing the door behind him, Sinbad made his way over to the bed and laid the items down on the bed as Ja-far set the partially empty cup aside and used his fingers to wipe at some of the drops of liquid that had escaped one corner of her mouth.

Ignoring the petty stab of jealousy- or at the very least trying too- Sinbad cleared his throat and said, "The tub and water should be here in a few moments along with everything else. I have multiple scented soaps, oils and lotions that are pleasing to the senses. If you could tell me you're favorite- I could try to see if I have anything to match it." Trying to draw Mya's eyes to his face because he didn't like the fact that she was suddenly blushing and looking slightly uncomfortable from Ja-far's touch.

Glancing away from the emerald eyed man, Mya looked at Sinbad for a moment and blinked as she thought over his suggestion before replying, "Jasmine, vanilla and white lilies. Jasmine, vanilla and white lilies are my favorite scents when it comes to lotions, and perfumes and soaps. But I can settle for others if it proves to difficult to find. I can even make my own with the right materials."

Sinbad blinked at her as he processed her reply before getting an idea and quickly leaving the room to go and get the chest of bathing soaps, oils and lotions that had been brought for her. Figuring that if she truly wished to make her own- why not let her?

After all, it might make her happy. And anything that made his woman happy made him happy.