Hey, everyone! Guess who's back?
Yeah. Me. Thankfully, I didn't take forever to update again this time, so I hope that I can keep up with this pace. It's only all of your support for me that's giving me the power to finish these chapters despite, you know, life.
Now, questions!
when sai used his metal vessel to 'steal' and Yasmime used hers to 'rot' the gates or something, it's not counted as using their metal vessels? and I'm so confused? If you read the Balbadd Arc, you'd see that Alibaba didn't achieve his djinn equip completely. He was only able to summon fire whirlwinds. That was not djinn equip, but Alibaba was still using his metal vessel. Yasmine and Sai using 'rot' and 'steal' are them using their metal vessels, but it's not them using their djinn equip, which is the metal vessel's full power potential.
which type of magic was Amani's djinn based on? Wind-type magic. The sand is also part of the deal, but Foras uses wind to move it.
will askan get a djiin equip too? Since Askan is an actual kiddo compared to all these weirdos, no. He'll be crushed in moments if he ever entered a dungeon alone. Let's be realistic, guys.
Was Tao's ability to not die and basically have his body reassemble itself based on Zeno's powers from Akatsuki no Yona? YES! I see you Atatsuki no Yona fan! I see you! But really, you'll see a lot of influence from that manga in this fanfic, along with many others if you squint.
In the latest chapter, Hakuryuu or Aladdin had said that the black rukh is not bad ( it's what make Hakuryuu safe from being brainwashed by Sinbad after all). What's your opinion about this? I like the complexity that Ohtaka is adding into the black rukh. Sadly, I might have to take my own view of black rukh since my fic diverges in the parts that I don't know the details of too well.
Is Hakkan still going to be crushing on Shion now that he knows he's a boy? Sadly, that crackship shall sink into tiny, obliterated pieces. Hakkan knows Shion is a boy. He'll view Shion through older and more experienced eyes (and crazy). No more silly crushes.
And that's all for questions. Now, to the chapter!
Onwards!
Children of Solomon
Chapter 50: Reprieve
"This is horrible." Judal grouched as he did his best to peel away as much darkness as he could from the condensed black ball that used to be the medium. White rukh flew out in bursts as the magi tore through the darkness. "The amount of corruption in this thing is ridiculous. How many people did this guy force into depravity?!"
It was strange to be in contact with the dark rukh after working so much with the light ones. Judal had forgotten how powerful they were. It made him uneasy to be so close to it.
"Too many." Yunan murmured sadly from his apprentice's side, pulling his hat over his face.
Judal rolled his eyes at his teacher's dramatics. "It's not like you're the one doing all the work, Turtle-sensei." He complained loudly as he peeled through a layer of darkness. "It'll take forever, but it's not impossible to save all of them."
"Yes, that's true." Yunan said, smiling warmly at his student. "Because of you, Judal, we are able to do the impossible."
"You mean I'm going to do the impossible while you sit there on your fishing pole."
Yunan's gentle smile turned into a pout. "Now that's mean, Judal! Is that any way you should speak to your elder?"
"Shut up, Turtle-sensei." Judal said, but sounded more fond than hurtful. "I'm trying to focus here. I need to finish this before the Kou Troops leave."
"Ah, are you going back to Kou, Judal? Are you sure you don't want to stay in the Dark Rift with me? Going back to Al Thamen's influence may not be wise." Yunan warned his fellow magi. Judal shrugged. "Yeah, they're pretty dangerous. But Tao and Princess are there. I can't just leave them to fend for themselves."
"I know." Yunan sighed. "Be careful, Judal."
The Oracle of Kou snorted and peeled off another layer.
"I can't promise that."
"Ranya?! It's been years!" Seishin greeted her long-time friend enthusiastically, bowling over many soldiers to get to the blonde. Ranya, in turn, released her hold on her son and the shell-shocked Sinbad to face the other woman. "Well, well, isn't it Commander Seishin!"
The dark blue-haired woman snorted as she slapped the blonde's back playfully. "It's General Seishin to you. I got promoted while you were gone. And married."
"Married?" Ranya parroted, looking pleasantly surprised.
"With Kouen." Seishin confirmed with a wide smile, surprising Ranya even further. "We have an adorable daughter named Kohaku. She's good friends with your son."
"Ranya! Seishin!"
With an overjoyed screech, Maya tackled both women onto the ground, interrupting their conversation. Despite the abruptness of Maya's entrance, Seishin and Ranya responded only with happiness. There was another round of greetings and sounds of relief. The trio ignored the many stares aimed at them as they reconnected after many years of separation. Shion stared as he watched his mother interact with the mothers of his friends with so much familiarity.
'Huh. Never knew she was so close with them.' He thought. 'Well, at least this means that they'll always be open to our spontaneous play dates and visits.'
In the background, both Muu and Kouen looked resigned.
"They're going to want to visit each other." Kouen grumbled.
"It's going to happen anyway with our children being friends." Muu reminded the other man wearily.
A few yards away, Amani dismissed her djinn equip and fell as all the strength left her. Her hanfu was in tatters from the run-in with the Medium's hands. She struggled back onto her feet and attempted to arrange her clothes in a way that she appeared most decent. Seeing her plight, Koumei was behind her in an instant, draping his outer clothes over her shoulders.
"Are you okay?" He asked her quietly as he held her. She leaned back to his touch. The action was a bit too intimate in the public setting, but no one seemed to notice or mind. "You're still not in pain, are you?"
"I'm fine. Kouen did a wonderful job in healing me." Amani assured him. "I'm just tired."
("Oi! Watch how you're touching my sister, you bastard!" Alibaba snapped, but his cries went unheard by the couple. He was immediately muffled by the ever-insightful Aladdin. "They're married. Remember, Alibaba? Let's not make any trouble.")
Yasmine glanced at Kouha and his tattered clothes and sighed. Imitating Koumei, she shrugged off her top and casually dropped it over his shoulders. "Here."
Kouha jumped and looked up at her. He gawked at her state of undress for a moment before looking back at the clothing draped over his shoulders. "Yasmine, wa-wait a second. Isn't this yours?!"
"Yes." She nodded. "I know it's not much, Kouha, but this will have to make do until a spare change of clothing is available."
"What about you?" Kouha demanded as he gestured over at nearly bare upper body. "You have nothing on! You'll catch a cold! Here, take this back."
Yasmine looked down at Kouha's out stretched hand and the clothing it held before pushing it back to him. "I'm not as sensitive to the weather as you. I insist." Much to her mounting frustration, the pink-haired prince refused.
"No. It's yours."
"Oh for the love of – !"
Shion snorted at the scene unfolding between the two. His eyes softened as he watched friends, comrades, and family enjoying the reprieve of the war's aftermath. None of the soldiers looked like they wanted to restart their previous battle. Surviving a battle with the personification of an apocalypse really did change a person's worldview. As a veteran to a similar experience, Shion could attest to that. He smiled and grabbed hold of his father's sleeve. "I guess everything is back to normal, huh Father?"
Sinbad didn't answer. Shion blinked at the lack of response. "Um, Father? Hello~? Did you hear me?"
No response. Sinbad didn't even move from his position, dumbfounded expression still on his face. Shion jumped up and waved a small hand in front of his father's face. No response. He pinched Sinbad's leg. Still nothing.
It was then when Shion realized that everything was eerily silent. He looked around and saw that everyone was frozen in mid-action. It was as if time had stopped.
No, time had stopped.
Shion heard something move and went into a defensive position. He dropped it immediately when he realized who he was facing. "Yasmine?"
"Shion." Yasmine greeted the Sindrian Prince shortly. Behind her, Kouha was frozen in mid-motion of returning her clothes. "We need to talk."
At that moment, Aladdin tore through the frozen crowd, looking stricken.
"What's happening here?!"
"Mou, Jazzy-chan, this is some impressive Third Degree you got here. Stopping time? Even my abilities can't equal to that." Sai applauded as all the Blessed Children, Shion and Aladdin grouped together for their impromptu meeting.
"So Yasmine-nee had this sort of ability, huh?" Aladdin murmured as he hunched over and shuddered. Kougyoku patted his back consolingly. "Hey now. Yasmine isn't that scary, little boy."
Aladdin looked up, revealing shining eyes of admiration that nearly rivaled Jamal's. "Yasmine-nee is so cool!"
"Thank you." Yasmine replied. "But we can't waste time. I have a thirty minute limit and we already spent ten trying to look for everyone." She promptly turned to Shion. "I'd like to hear about your plans for the future. I already promised Prince Kouen to reveal the secret about the world. Unfortunately…it was a bluff. I know nothing about this world's origins and I don't think that it is my place to reveal my identity as a reincarnator from another world. What do you think, Shion? Was I too hasty in making the deal?"
Shion shook his head. "No. If you hadn't promised Kouen, Aladdin would have promised the same thing. It's good that you drew away his attention from him."
Aladdin nodded in agreement. "That's right. Please don't feel too badly, Yasmine-nee. You were in a difficult situation. If you need to give the scary uncle some information, I'll give you some to tell him!"
"Not the important, world-changing ones." Sai made sure to point out. "I don't want Jazzy-chan to accidentally give Kou an advantage, especially with them knowingly housing an evil association like Al Thamen."
Aladdin nodded agreeably. "Of course." And immediately listed off the information to Yasmine. "Alma Toran", "world of magicians", "Solomon", and "betrayed" were what he gave her. It was obvious that these names were significant to Aladdin. She hummed, impressed with the information that the blue-haired magi offered to her freely.
"Thank you." Yasmine said gratefully and smiled. "Your help was very much needed, Aladdin."
Aladdin stared at her for a long moment. "Yasmine-nee looks so much better smiling."
"Indeed. She really does look pretty when she smiles, doesn't she? She used to do that a lot. It's a pity that she's always so serious nowadays."
Amani, who had been keeping silent for a while, suddenly spoke up, surprising everyone. Sai scratched his head. "Bee-chan, I know it's been a while since I mentioned this but we really need to get you a bell."
Amani tilted her head and gestured at herself. "You do know that I am literally unable to move, right?" Behind her, a frozen Koumei gripped at her waist. Kougyoku and Sai snickered when they were reminded of Amani's plight and Shion kindly kept his eyes averted. Aladdin, on the other hand, looked at Koumei and Amani curiously.
"Alibaba-kun thinks that Prince Koumei does not love you enough, Miss Amani." Aladdin revealed thoughtfully, eyeing the robes wrapped around his best friend's sister. "I don't agree."
"You don't?" Amani echoed with a smile. "Well, that's assuring to hear. Koumei really is wonderful to me. Don't worry. Alibaba will come to terms with Koumei soon enough."
Yasmine cleared her throat. "I'm sorry to interrupt, but it's time to return to our places. Well, except you, Amani. You're fine where you are. Everyone else, go back to your original positions! The thirty minute limitation is almost up!"
"Mou, I should go back to Lordling and Marga. They'd be shocked if I suddenly disappeared." Sai glanced at Kougyoku. "Speaking of which, Kou-chan, where did you disappear off to? It took forever to find you."
Kougyoku's eyes flashed angrily at the reminder. "It's Judal." She gritted out slowly as if she was trying to rip apart the name with her tone and teeth. "I've been looking, searching for that idiot ever since the battle finished. But does he show himself? No! I couldn't find him! His mind is completely closed off so I'm flying blind! Oh, my bad, Yasmine. That was inconsiderate of me." She apologized. The other girl shrugged, completely unperturbed by her friend's wording.
"Ano…I'm not sure if this is important, but I think I saw a large amount of rukh over that way." Aladdin offered up to the princess meekly, pointing at the direction. Kougyoku smiled gleefully at the information and swooped over to give the boy a quick kiss on the cheek before flying off in her djinn equip. "Thanks, kiddo!" She called out behind her as she disappeared.
A bit dazed at the spontaneous show of affection, Aladdin stumbled over to his place next to Alibaba. Yasmine shook her head pityingly. "Kougyoku should be more careful and not lead the poor kid on."
"I agree. Leading people on isn't very nice. Especially when you know their feelings." Shion said meaningfully, giving the Blessed Child a look. Yasmine raised a brow at her King in return. "You know about Kouha's feelings for you. Don't deny it. You should accept him or reject him – either is fine as long as you're honest with you own feelings – but it's about time to put a stop in this chase. Kouha has been pursuing you for years. It will be unfair if you continue to ignore this issue."
Yasmine looked ready to argue but stopped herself. Her expression was considering for a moment before it turned resolute. She nodded at Shion. "I understand. Thanks for telling me this."
Then, as Shion trotted over to Sinbad's side, Yasmine marched over to the frozen Kouha and snatched away the clothes in his hand. She stretched out the piece of cloth in front of them, shielding them from Shion's view.
Then, time unfroze.
Shion could not see what happened behind the cloth, but judging by the sound of Kouha's indignant cries suddenly cutting short, Yasmine had taken his words to heart.
Judal swore that Kougyoku wasn't there before. One moment, the space was empty. The next, she was there. Even Yunan was surprised. At first, Judal thought that she had been an illusion, a trick of the mind. But then, she punched him.
And it hurt.
"You made me wait for a year." Judal heard her snarl as his cheek throbbed. He relished it as he took in the sight of her. Not much had changed her during the past year. Kougyoku was just as fiery and short-tempered as he left her. And that was completely fine to him.
Solomon, she was beautiful.
Judal let himself be grabbed. He let her dig her nails into his arms as she tugged him closer. He ignored the roughness of her touch and continued to admire how she seemed to shine even more with her anger (which had been well deserved. He had made her wait.)
Then, Kougyoku kissed him.
It wasn't unexpected, but it still took his breath away whenever she initiated it. Judal welcomed it completely as he returned the kiss with enthusiasm. Behind him, Yunan stuttered out an excuse to leave them alone. They paid him no mind.
For a wielder of a djinn who controlled water, she was more fire than anything since she burned. Her words burned. Her eyes burned. The bruises and scratches she left behind on his face and arms burned. Her kisses burned.
And he was more than willing to get burned by her fire. It was what he loved about her.
"Do not make me wait that long again." Kougyoku demanded when she finally drew back, still angry. "Now," she said in a gentler tone, "let's go back home."
Judal nodded mutely and she took his hand.
At the end, the Seven Seas Alliance and the Reim Troops decided to stay near Magnostadt for a day to gather their bearings before heading back to their respective countries. Many tents were pitched and many ships were filled for the uncomfortable but necessary occasion.
The Kou Army, on the other hand, was able to go home without any trouble thanks to Koumei (much to the envy of many, many people).
Kouha decided to stay behind. 'With Yasmine' was heavily implied but was never voiced. Of course, since the Sasanians kicked up a fuss at the idea of him sharing a tent with Yasmine, he was forced to share with Jamal.
(No one was happy about this arrangement.)
After the camp was set up, Shion noticed that there was someone missing.
The Wandering Magi, his Uncle Yunan, was no longer there.
It was almost like a sigh of relief, when Shion thought back to it.
There were no fireworks or tears or anger in his parents' reunion. Only a tender sort of silence and shared eye contact that belied some sort of message that he didn't and probably would never understand. They smiled, yes, but they kept their distance. If he didn't know any better, Shion would have been nervous but he already knew all too well that their silence and distance came from tentativeness, not coldness.
Shion was confident that all the fireworks, tears, and even anger would all rush out in some other time behind closed doors and without him being present. Both of his parents were emotional people. They felt a lot more than they liked to show and they didn't show very much outside of their fake smiles and fabricated laughter.
Both were affectionate to Shion. With the affection they weren't comfortable enough to show each other, they poured onto him. Shion accepted their love without any struggle. It was these moments that he cherished after all.
"You're taller than I remember you." Ranya marveled, tears welling up in her eyes. "I missed so much of your life. Look at you!"
Shion tried to smile. "Well, it has been a while. Don't cry, Mom. You still have a lot of other things to look forward to. I'm only ten. My voice hasn't even cracked yet."
Ranya wept anyways. "Ten!" She repeated. "Ten, already?"
From the corner of Shion's eyes, he saw his father's hand twitch. For a moment, it truly looked as if he would reach out and place a comforting hand on Ranya's shoulder or wipe away her tears.
But his hand stayed at his side.
Eventually, Ranya managed to reel in her tears. She hastily wiped her face and steadied her breath. "Oh, look at me. I'm being so emotional. Tell me, Shion. What have you been up to while I was slumbering away? Brother wasn't so clear about that."
"It's a long story." Shion confessed with a shy smile. "I traveled and made a lot of friends. I went to Heliohapt, Artemyra, Reim, and many other countries. I visited some dungeons too. At the end, Father found me in Balbadd." He purposefully gestured over to Sinbad. The mentioned 'Father' froze up at suddenly being included into the conversation. Ranya glanced over at Sinbad with a raised brow. "Is that so?"
Sinbad cleared his throat. "We found each other." He corrected with a nervous hitch. "I…it was a surprise to hear that I had a son."
"And not a bad thing." Shion added with a smile, alluding back to their very first conversation as father and son. Sinbad mirrored the smile knowingly. "Not a bad thing at all."
Ranya, to Shion's relief, softened at their interaction enough to send a warm smile to Sinbad. "I see. That's good. Shion always needed his father." Appearing more relaxed, she reached over and placed her hand over his and gave it a squeeze. "Tell me more, Sin."
And just like that, the tentative, gentle air pulled and turned into something heavier. Shion glanced back to his father quick enough to see something dark cross his father's eyes. The look wasn't dangerous or threatening, but Shion's mind was mature enough to recognize it for what it was.
Ranya, on the other hand, remained oblivious to the tension that rose between them. (Or was she really? Shion would never know.) She simply continued to smile, waiting patiently for Sinbad's answer as she continued to hold his hand.
Sinbad continued to act as if he wasn't affected, of course. His voice remained stable and smooth as he recounted the events in Balbadd and Shion's time at Sindria. Ranya appeared enraptured, hanging onto every word. She only interrupted for clarifications or with laughter.
As time went on, Shion watched as his parents eased back into a familiar rhythm. Sinbad and Ranya continued to exchange stories about their time with Shion, re-learning about each other as much as they learned more about their son. He was happy and pleased to see that they were no longer tentative in their interactions. They were even touchy.
They fit when they acted like this.
But, as much as Shion liked the idea of his parents getting along, he really, really didn't want to be in between them when it happened. Some time during their conversation, his mother leaned over and rested her head on his father's shoulder. It would have been a sweet if it weren't for her hand slowly running up and down his arm. He internally cringed when he heard his father rumble in response.
'Oi, oi, oi, your son is right here, you know!'
"I'm really tired." Shion stated abruptly, breaking the moment between his parents as quickly as he could. He forced himself to yawn and turned to Ranya and Sinbad. "Can I go to bed now?"
"Of course." Ranya cooed. "You must be exhausted, Shion."
"Your mother and I will be joining you." Sinbad said meaningfully as he helped her up. "We need to rest up properly if to make the trip back to Sindria."
As he was caught in between the embraces of both parents, Shion stifled a sigh and comforted himself with the fact that they were in a tent and not a room with thick walls.
His father wouldn't try anything here with Shion in the same bed, right?
Right?!
Three months later…
Everyone,
How are you guys? I haven't heard from any of you in a while!
I know everything was a bit hectic since the whole Magnostadt War debacle, but hopefully everything calmed down on your end by the time this letter reaches you. It's been pretty tough trying to sort everything out since Father up and decided that it was the Seven Seas Alliance's duty to take care of the rebuilding of Magnostadt.
(Ja'far looked like he was going to have a heart attack at the prospect of all that paperwork. Or maybe he was just shocked to see Mom alive? Dunno which.)
Mom is settling nicely in Sindria. She's still a bit weak on the legs, but Jamal made her a wheelchair so she could wander around without getting tired.
I haven't seen Uncle Yunan ever since his brief appearance in the Magnostadt War. If any of you see him, would you mind telling him to drop by and meet me? There's a lot I want to ask him.
Anyways, any news about Al Thamen or the Cursed Children? I know it's not the best subject to bring up right after the whole chaos is settling, but we need to keep our guard up. Who knows what they're planning to do to us?
Keep safe and write back soon!
Shion
"Hey buddy, you okay?"
Jamal cautiously peered into the makeshift fort Shion created out of some books and bed sheets. The floor inside was covered with an assortment of pillows and scrolls. In the center of it all, Shion lay curled up, shivering.
Slowly, as if approaching a frightened animal, Jamal crawled into the fort. "Are you cold? I have lots of thick blankets. Some of the scholars here work overnight so there's always lots to spare. I got some food too." He held out a steaming bowl. "Shellfish soup with some clams. It's not Amani-good but it's pretty good."
"…Thanks." Shion accepted the bowl and sat up. There were dark rings under his eyes. He gingerly sipped the soup. Seeing that his friend wasn't bolting from his presence, Jamal plopped right next to him. He waited until Shion finished his soup before speaking up again. "So…what happened?"
Shion sighed and set the empty bowl down. "Jamal, I think I'm going crazy."
"What?! Shion buddy, how can you say that?! You seem sane enough to me." Then, the Sasanian Prince paused. "Actually, don't take my word on that. I'm not exactly the best person to judge craziness." He said sheepishly.
Shion glared at Jamal disapprovingly. "I told you. You aren't crazy. Just extraordinary."
Jamal's sheepish expression softened. "Yeah, you're right. I remember. Sorry." Then, he straightened himself up. "So, what's been bothering you? Still grounded? Is your Dad still forcing you to stay in the palace?"
Shion groaned and threw a pillow over his face. "That and other things. I haven't been able to sleep well. Ever since Mom came back home, Dad hasn't left her side for a moment. She needs help to move the wheelchair around? He's right there. She wants to eat? He orders an impromptu feast even though no one else is hungry. She's too cold at night? They're sharing the room. These are good things. Great things. I'm happy that their relationship is going well. Really. But…" He threw the pillow away in frustration. "DO THEY HAVE TO BE SO SOLOMON-DAMNED LOUD?!"
Jamal jumped at the unexpected shout. After a few moments, a small head peeked into the tent. Marga tilted her head. "Is everything alright there Prince Shion, Jamal-sensei?"
"We're fine! We're fine! Thanks for checking, Marga." He assured the young girl with a nervous smile. "Shion's just a bit stressed. Why don't you go back to testing the new tech? Remember not to touch to dangerous stuff."
"Okay!" Marga flashed him a bright smile before leaving the makeshift fort to do just that. Jamal's smile disappeared the instant she was gone. He shot a glare at his friend. "Dude. Not cool. I know that you're stressed, but you have to remember that I'm not the only one here anymore."
It was true. Coincidentally, Jamal ran into Marga during his overnight stay at the tents. (He spent more time out of it than in it because of his mutually reluctant roommate.) He was impressed with the amount of knowledge she had and offered her an apprenticeship. After much begging from Marga and (surprisingly) logical, well-placed arguments from Jamal, they managed to convince Titus and Sai to let her stay over at Sindria to study.
"Sorry." Shion said miserably.
Jamal slowly breathed out of his nose. "So. You're sleep-deprived because of your overly-excited parents."
The Sindrian Prince nodded slowly. "Two or three days are fine. I get it. They missed each other. But every single night?! I can't take that." He whimpered. "And the worst part? I don't have the heart to tell them to stop. They're so happy when they're together. I expected a bit more yelling and arguing but they're getting along so well. It was so much more than I expected. It feels…wrong to ruin all of that, you know?"
"That's tough, buddy." Jamal sympathized. "I get that you want to keep your parents happy. I do. But your health is pretty important. You should tell them."
Shion looked at Jamal miserably. "But they're so happy."
"You know what? I'll make some noise-cancelling headphones for you. How does that sound?" Jamal smartly suggested instead, knowing that there was no way of convincing his friend when he was at this state. He'll focus on keeping his best friend healthy first. Shion smiled at him weakly. "I'd like that. Thanks."
At that moment, Marga popped her head back into the homemade fort with a bird perched on her shoulder.
"Prince Shion? A bird came in carrying these messages."
Shion's eyes immediately brightened, the previous exhaustion melting away instantly.
"They answered! Finally!"
Princeling,
My, my, it's been a while since you sent me a letter. I almost thought that you forgot about little, old me! How's the scene at Sindria? Perpetual and boring as usual? Or do you not know since you're still grounded?
Hit the bull's eye, didn't I?
Poor you.
Your woeful situation aside, everything is fine and dandy here at Reim. Lordling is taking the role as a new Magi like a champ. Currently, he's doing his best to put in an anti-slave law into the country's system. He just needs to get through to some old coots first. I'm sure that he'll make big changes soon. Selene and Sphintus are doing their best to make sure he stays healthy so that's always good. Those two are spending a lot of time together lately.
Mou, you did say that weddings in Sindria are short and efficient, right?
But I'm digressing.
There are no signs of the Cursed Children in Reim if that's what you're wondering. Unfortunately, some of the soldiers discovered Raul's old laboratory. It's…not very pretty so I'll spare you the details. But, the information we managed to scrounge up seems useful in understanding the mechanics about the Cursed Children's abilities (and some other things).
I attached Raul's journal to the letter. I recommend not looking at it. (But if you really have to, I recommend that you read it with an empty stomach and not before bed.) Hand it over to Jamal when you're done.
Speaking of our favorite mad scientist, how is Jamal? Is he treating Marga well? I know that she's the safest under your care, but is she happy in the Orange Gemini Tower? She's not homesick, right? Make sure to send her back if she ever misses us. Be sure to tell her that Lordling misses her every day. She hasn't sent a letter to Reim yet and it's making him a bit nervous.
Maa, maa, what are you thinking, Princeling? I sound nervous too? Don't be ridiculous.
(And yes, I know exactly what you're thinking. Kou-chan isn't the only mind reader in our group.)
I'll be waiting to hear from you and your mad scientist. Until then, try to stay out of trouble. Don't want to hear that you got grounded.
Again.
Hopefully, when we meet again, your grounding time will be over. Try not to stay too bored for me in the meantime, okay?
Ever loyal,
Sai
"U-u-u-um, Sai?"
Sai ripped his attention from his work and amusedly focused his attention on the nervous Sphintus. This was his fifteenth visit this week. Sai was well aware that the boy approached him every time with the intention to ask for his permission to court Selene. Sai was completely fine with that. Selene was old enough to make her own choices. Besides, whatever his little sister wanted, she got. And, apparently, she wanted Sphintus.
Sai was fully prepared to support this.
(He even prepared the closest thing to a savings account for their inevitable wedding.)
Still. He wanted to mess with the boy a bit so he played dumb.
"Mou, Sphintus, what do you need help with this time?"
The Heliohapt native nervously held out a tray filled with food. Hm. This was new. Usually, the boy started out with a scripted speech, which he usually chickened out half way.
"Here." Sphintus said quietly as Sai stood to accept the tray. "Titus was getting worried that you didn't come down for lunch."
Sai's expression softened the moment the blonde's name was mentioned. "Lordling shouldn't worry so much." The Blessed Child said fondly as he placed the tray onto the desk. "He's busy enough as it is."
"Is your relationship going well?" Sphintus asked shyly before backpedaling in an instant. "I-I-I-I mean – ah. Um. That was rude of me. The question was too personal."
"We're taking it slow. Titus and I agreed to not hurry things too much since we have more time." Sai answered the flustered healer, completely ignoring his stuttering. He picked up a piece of bread and took a bite. After swallowing, he continued. "Thanks for teaching him how to cook back in Magnostadt by the way."
Sphintus blinked.
"And for protecting Selene." Sai made sure to add. "I know I thanked you before back in Magnostadt, but there's no amount of thank you's that can make up for what you did. Thank you."
Sphintus relaxed and smiled at the dark-haired man. "I'd do it again if I have to." He answered honestly. Then, he straightened himself and cleared his throat. "Blessed Child Sai, though it's a bit preposterous for me to even consider myself as a worthy suitor, I –
"Sure." Sai interrupted between mouthfuls of soup. He had finished up the bread. "Just don't break her heart or I'll break your spine."
Sphintus froze up. "…Huh?"
"You wanted to ask me to approve of your courtship with Selene, right? Geez, I thought you two started months ago." He finished up the soup and grabbed a fruit. "Well, better now than never."
"You…don't have any problem with me?" Sphintus asked tentatively, still a bit dazed by the other man's easy acceptance. Sai shrugged casually while cackling internally. "Should I?"
"Um…no?"
"Then no, I don't have a problem with you." Sai concluded as he threw away the fruit peel. It was a strange hybrid of a banana and a mango. The shape shifter learned long ago that there were some things in this world that wasn't the same with his previous one. The fruit was good enough so he didn't really complain. "Rank, race, gender, they all don't matter. You proved yourself already. You have my blessings. Now go. I need to do my work."
"Oh. Okay then. Thanks." Sphintus said distantly and wandered away from the room.
Sai watched him go with a chuckle. After he disappeared, Sai was struck with the sudden need to go and see how Titus was doing. He hadn't seen him since breakfast after all.
Sai glanced at the pile of paperwork on his desk and snorted derisively.
He'll finish that later.
Shion,
It's been a while, hasn't it? How are you? I hope that you're feeling healthy and happy in Sindria. Your mother is with you too, isn't she? I'm glad.
Kouha and I are currently on Kina Island. Yes, you heard me right. It's that same island kingdom that usually keeps to itself. You said you wanted to visit that place at least once during our travels, right? Well, I'll do my best to find a way to make that happen.
As for why we're here, I was invited to 'test' their king. They chose me since word that I left Sasan reached them.
Kouha came along because I insisted. Not as a representative of Kou, but as my friend – um, lover? Boyfriend? Partner? I'm not sure what to call us yet, so I just told them that he was my friend.
Kina Island is wonderful. The people we met so far are kind and the food is good. (Not as good as that Southern Sea creature we had for your birthday two years ago, but still good. Kouha disagrees.) Their culture seems to resemble Ancient Japan. Their language also reflects this parallel. It resembles the common tongue, but there are a few changes in the dialect that keeps it unique.
As a strange twist of fate, masks seem to be a common fashion choice amongst the people of Kina. I don't wear mine anymore, but it's still amusing to see that it would've looked normal if I still had it.
The King of Kina is named Takueruhiko Yamato. So far, he is a gracious host and an enthusiastic sparring partner.
Kouha doesn't really like him. (I think it's because the man tried to hit on him when he mistook Kouha as a woman.) I, personally, think that he's an admirable warrior. He's a bit competitive when it comes to, well, anything, but he's a good man. His people seem to love him.
Don't worry, my King. This does not mean I am leaving you. As admirable as he is in strength, the way he views women is…less than ideal. Again, don't worry. King Yamato is a complete gentleman to any woman he interacts with, but he does not respect them strength-wise. The number of concubines that he has rivals the late Emperor of Kou. (Maybe even more. I'm still counting.)
But, it would still be nice for you to meet him. I believe that he'd make a good ally against Al Thamen and any of the Cursed Children. I know that he isn't too fond of King Sinbad, but I'm sure that he'll be open to becoming friends with you since you're strong.
I'll tell you more when we see each other again.
Yasmine
Yasmine sighed blissfully as she sank into the hot water. One of the wonderful parts of Kina Island was the onsen. Whenever she needed to bathe after her daily spars with Yamato, the hot water baths were always available to her.
Beside her, Nanaumi giggled. "You're so cute, Yasmine-chan! Who knew that someone with such a scary reputation is actually an adorable girl?"
"Well, you shouldn't disregard that reputation completely." The Blessed Child warned the other girl. "You'd be surprised how frightening this 'cute girl' can be."
"Awww! I doubt that!" Nanaumi cooed as she pinched Yasmine's cheeks. "Your eyes are so pretty! Are you sure you don't want to ditch that tacky-looking blindfold? We can give you one of our masks instead." Since she was bathing, Yasmine chose to leave her blindfold behind. She gently pried Nanaumi's hands away from her cheeks. "No thank you."
Nanaumi pouted.
"Kouha wouldn't like it anyways." Yasmine added. The other girl snorted and crossed her arms. "What do you see in that girly boy? He has horrible tastes and bad manners! And he's not manly enough! Don't you think Yamato-sama is much more attractive and honorable?"
"I love Kouha." The Blessed Child answered loyally.
"Of course you do." Nanaumi deadpanned. "And that's why you rejected my King's proposal for you to be his concubine during today's training. It's an honor, you know! Do you know what women would give to be in your shoes?"
"Their freedom?" Yasmine offered dryly. "Their dignity? Their self-worth? Their individuality?" She sat back. "As noble and strong as your master is, he is not the most ideal husband for a woman like me. I will demand too much from him and he will limit me."
Nanaumi splashed water onto her face. "Oi, that is my master you're insulting!"
Yasmine shot an unimpressed look at Yamato's servant. "And you insulted my lover. Constantly. Despite his appearance, Kouha is just as good as a warrior and a leader as your master. He also considers my feelings and confides with me when he has to make decisions involving me." She defended before sighing. "Besides, Yamato and I are not compatible. I was surprised that he suggested it in the first place."
"My master wants to keep you here." Nanaumi revealed with a smile, blackened teeth completely in show. "He believes that Kou is too greedy in taking three and of four Blessed Children."
"And he believes that making me into a concubine would fix everything." Yasmine said sarcastically. Then, her expression turned serious. "Marriage only ties us down to one country, you know. It doesn't influence how we choose our kings."
Nanaumi jumped up. "What?! Really?"
Yasmine made an impatient sound. "Yes. We can choose a king from a completely different country despite our origins. So would you please tell your master that he could stop trying to add me into his collection of women? It's offensive. Kouha is getting really annoyed and it's bad manners to get in between a stable relationship."
"Of course! Of course!" The girl said cheerfully as she enthusiastically jumped from the baths. "It was getting awkward for Yamato-sama too, you know. But it's good news that he does not have to jeopardize your friendship!"
The masked servant was gone from the baths.
"Honestly, it's the same wherever you go. Blessed Children were always political chips in this world despite their power." Yasmine sighed to herself. Then, her thoughts went to Kouha. "Is that guy really fine with my decision not to marry him? He knows that I rejected it because it was completely political but…" She shook her head. "Stupid." She chastised herself. "You're way too young to think about marriage anyways."
Yasmine looked down at her wrinkled fingers and decided that it was time for her to leave the baths too. She wrapped a towel around her body and made her way to the changing rooms.
"I hope Kouha didn't cause too much trouble while I was gone…"
Shion,
I'm not sure if news about the Kou debacle already reached you, but just in case: The evil witch went rogue. After Brother Mei found out that she tried to kidnap Kouryuu – and she had the nerve to deny it when all the evidence was there, that witch! – he tried to have her executed, Regent Queen or not. En-nii and Kouha were completely at his side on this decision but she managed to wiggle her way out of Kou with her life.
(That snake.)
It's been a bit hectic in the palace with all of Al Thamen gone. Though I still think they're the worst, Al Thamen still represented the majority of the religious section of the palace. Judal and I haven't rested for days because of the workload they left with us. Thankfully, a handful of scholars led by Ka Koubun decided to pitch in. Recruitment for new members is slow, but we're getting there. Having the Oracle of Kou and a Blessed Child working together sounds pretty cool when you hear it, but it's such a pain in the ass when we're the only ones keeping everything stable.
Complaints aside, Kou is trying to clean itself up after the revelation of the corruption that existed within the palace walls. En-nii, as much as it annoys him, took up the throne for the time being. Seishin, Haku-chan and Brother Mei are doing their best to help. Everyone is safe for the time being.
…Well, that's not quite true.
Amani's maid – Leah, you remember Leah, right? – was killed during the whole confusion. Amani's been crying for days. Hopefully, by the time this letter reaches you, she'll stop. But, for now, she's mourning. Leah has been by Amani's side the most and now…well, now she's gone. It's been pretty hard for her. Be sure to send something comforting to her, okay?
She looks like she needs it.
Kouryuu is fine. Kohaku is looking after him for the time being. Tao is also fine. He's a bit injured from protecting Kouryuu, but it's a relief that Al Thamen didn't manage to get him too.
(Though it's strange…Al Thamen are all puppets, right? So why was he so bloody? You don't think he's hiding any injuries from Judal, and me right?)
Tao blames himself for Leah's death, but no one holds it against him. Especially Amani.
Everything is a mess.
Judal and I are currently doing our best to track her and the remaining members of Al Thamen down. Right now, we only caught a few and Gyokuen is nowhere in sight.
Though it's a bit of a stretch, be careful and make sure that she doesn't get you, okay? Right now, she's in a pretty desperate situation and I'm not sure what she plans to do. I'll make sure to keep Kohaku and everyone else safe for the time being.
Keep your senses sharp!
Kougyoku
The moment Kougyoku walked into her room, she made a beeline toward her bed. The amount of work that she had to manage during the past months was tremendous because of the damage and unrest that Al Thamen left behind. She barely had a moment to herself. The religious sect now depended completely on her and Judal.
"I'm not even getting paid for this shit." Kougyoku complained to herself loudly and threw an arm over her eyes.
She heard her door open and didn't even bother to look up as she heard tentative footsteps. "Judal, I told you to use your own bed. I know this room is closer, but you shouldn't be lazy."
Kougyoku heard a quiet intake of air and a cat-like screech. She froze. She knew that sound. She used to hearthat sound every day. The Priestess of Kou's eyes flew open and she stared at the man across the room.
Ka Koubun.
The treacherous peacock vision stood behind the unaware Koubun as it revealed to her every emotion he was desperately trying to hide. Nervous, hopeful, scandalized, indignant, upset, greedy, shame, shame, shame.
"I…apologize for coming into your room unannounced, Priestess. It's just…I have urgent documents that you need to look over." Koubun somehow managed to choke out as he held out a pile of scrolls. Kougyoku sent it a dirty look, which made the peacock behind Koubun quail in fear. "Leave it on the desk." She ordered grumpily as she dragged herself out of her bed. So much for a break.
Ka Koubun cleared his throat. "Also, Princess Kohaku said that she wanted to dine with you tomorrow, Prin – ah, Blessed Child."
Kougyoku nodded. "Tell my niece that I'll be available tomorrow morning." She said tiredly. Koubun accepted her explanation stiffly. The peacock looked onto the business-like interaction sadly. "Is there anything else, Ka Koubun?"
"…"
"…Ka Koubun?"
"Does…does he make you happy, Princess?" Koubun asked quietly, breaking the silence despite his obvious fear. "Is he worth it?"
Kougyoku blinked in surprise at the abrupt question. Though, thinking back at what she accidentally said, it wasn't strange for Koubun to assume that she had taken her relationship with Judal that far. (Not that they had even the slightest time to discuss or even consider those things.)
But Koubun's question was important. It was a question that she should have considered long before. Was Judal worth it?
The answer came to her easily.
"Yes." Kougyoku answered confidently. "He is."
"Then I'm glad for both of you. Truly." Koubun said sincerely and Kougyoku knew that he meant it. The Priestess of Kou did her best to hold back her tears. She needed to be strong. She could not show weakness.
She would not take him back.
"Take care of Kohaku." Kougyoku ordered and her voice shook. "Despite how they see her, she is worth so much more than Kou knows. What I could have never achieved as your 'Princess', she will."
'She has grown beautiful and strong. Far beyond my expectations.' Kougyoku heard him think with a quiet reverence and bottomless sadness that she never thought was possible from him. 'She does not need me anymore. Perhaps she never has.'
Then, Koubun bowed.
"Yes, Blessed Child."
'Your vassal will obey your last order, Princess.'
Shion,
I'm sorry that my letter came late. Many things happened in Kou while we were gone. I needed some time to come to terms with them.
Kougyoku told you about what happened, didn't she?
I can lie to you and tell you that I am fine, but I am not. I am furious and afraid. I lost a very important confidant and friend in the cruelest and bloodiest way. They tried to kill Tao like that too, but he was able to escape. If it weren't for him, I would have lost my household members too. And my son.
I can't even bear to imagine what they would have done to Kouryuu if they succeeded in taking him.
I spoke with Koumei and we agreed that Kou isn't safe for the time being. Kouen and Seishin are ruthless with their purging of anything related or aligned to Al Thamen, but it's no use. Spies and assassins can hide. The loyalty of servants can be paid. Kougyoku and Hakuryuu agree with me.
For now, Koumei, Kouryuu, and I are going to Balbadd.
Alibaba is invited to come. Kouen and Koumei gave their permission. Their invite should come to Sindria soon after you receive this letter. Still, can you tell my brother for me? Tell him that he can come to Balbadd and meet his nephew.
Tell him that his sister misses him.
Thank you, Shion. And please, be careful.
Amani
Balbadd was supposed to be safe. It was supposed to be home. It was supposed to make her feel better.
Amani looked out of the window and saw Kou.
On her lap, Kouryuu blissfully napped the day away. His unwavering trust in his mother's ability to protect him made Amani's heart clench. His young mind had already forgotten about the bloodshed that happened in front of his eyes. And yet, he wasn't surprised with Leah's lack of presence, nor was he as trusting with the servants who walked into the room.
Everything was quieter with Leah gone. Though Amani trusted and cared for all her maids, Leah had stood out with her stubbornness and gall.
"Princess Amani?"
Amani turned from the window to greet her sudden visitor. "Tao."
Tao, who no longer wore his mask, grinned at her with Judal's face. He strolled into her room quietly to not wake Kouryuu up. He stopped right next to her and took a look outside the window. "Isn't much different than Kou, is it?" Tao asked her quietly. "I remember coming here six years ago. The streets were uneven, you'd find food and fabric stalls no matter where you turned, and the streets were never empty."
"You will find none of that here." Amani informed Tao sadly as she looked out again. She could see the house she had gifted Zaynab and Hassan once they reached Balbadd. Despite their loud insistence in staying by her side, Amani knew that the pair wanted Zassan to be a little older before going back into the battlefield. The threat to Kouryuu's life and safety will always be there, but Zassan still had the chance to grow up safely.
Amani was more than capable of taking care of herself anyways.
"I'm sorry." Tao said sincerely. "Though I had no influence in the destruction of your home and the erasing of your culture, I can sympathize with the feeling of losing everything."
"Thank you, Tao."
"Of course. It's the least that I can do for the mistress of the woman who gave her all in saving me." Tao's smile turned melancholic. "Miss Leah…I owe so much to her. I'm sorry for not being fast enough."
Amani shook her head. "You did your best in your situation. You saved Kouryuu and Zassan. I don't think Zaynab, Hassan, or I can thank you enough for protecting the children."
Tao stared at Amani silently. His eyes wandered from her eyes to something else over her shoulder. She didn't mind too much for her strange actions. It was a common habit of his, according to Hakuryuu.
"Princess Amani," Tao spoke again, "do you know that I can see ghosts?"
Amani blinked before laughing lightly in amusement. "Why, this is news to me, Tao-san. Neither Judal or Hakuei has told me that you had such a talent."
"It's true!" Tao insisted sincerely. "It's no parlor trick. I have been able to see the regrets and resentments of the departed ever since I lost my home. Your friend – the one with dreadlocks and a habit of smoking tobacco? I have seen him wander by your side until the birth of your son." At the widening of Amani's eyes, he nodded. "Yes. He was there - Kassim, wasn't it? He was very devoted in the task of keeping you safe and happy."
"I…I see. Then, I'm glad to hear that he moved on."
Tao opened his mouth as if to correct her statement. He changed his mind on the last second and focused on another subject. "Princess Amani, Miss Leah has lived an eventful and fulfilling life at your side. She has not regretted a single moment with you." Tao stared at what Amani now knew was a ghost of a regret. "She only wishes that her death will not burden you in the future."
"That's her only regret? Then, I won't let my selfishness hold her back from moving on." She looked at the empty space and tried to imagine her maid. "Leah, I won't mourn for you forever. I will live on and be happy. I will be strong for Balbadd and my son. I won't forget you, but I won't let my sadness hinder me from my goals." Amani's breath hitched. "Goodbye, Leah. Your friendship was precious to me. You can rest now."
After a beat of silence, Tao closed his eyes.
"She is at peace."
Amani wept in relief at Tao's confirmation, waking Kouryuu from his nap. Instead of fussing and crying, the little prince looked from his mother's tear-stained face to Tao, the only other occupant in the room, and glared at the Gui accusingly.
At any other situation, Tao would have laughed.
Alibaba, packed and ready for his trip to Balbadd, looked down to Shion and Aladdin for assurance from the ship. Both boys offered him encouraging smiles from where they stood.
"Don't worry, Alibaba. You'll be completely," Shion yawned and rubbed his eyes, "fine. Amani will be really happy to see you. Tell her I said hi."
"Um, are you okay, Shion?" Alibaba asked uneasily.
Shion leaned against Aladdin. "Nope. I haven't slept in a week. I'm planning on going back to bed after you leave." Morgiana appeared on the ship behind Alibaba with a significantly larger pack. "Oh hey, there's Mor."
Alibaba jumped in surprise. "Morgiana?! I told you not to come!" He scolded her with a flushed face.
"You really should let her go." Shion said while yawning. "It'll send a strong message politically if you brings at least one of your household members with you. In this case, she's your only household member. So bring her."
Before Alibaba could argue, more people clambered onto the ship. Shion recognized most of them as his fellow apprentices under Sharrkan's tutelage.
"'Sup, Alibaba!" Olba crowed.
"Toto is coming too!" A woman Shion didn't recognize chimed along.
"W-What?! We aren't going to play around, you know!?"
Shion leaned over to Aladdin. "Should I know her?" He whispered nervously. "I mean, I haven't been out of the palace since I was grounded for a while, but I swear I haven't seen that woman before."
"Oh, that's Toto. Alibaba's fake girlfriend."
Shion stared at the magi blankly. "Fake…girlfriend."
"Uh-huh."
"…Wow, I missed out on so much."
Aladdin patted Shion on the back comfortingly. "I'll tell you about it later. For now, let's see Alibaba off!"
Both boys waved as the ship departed from the port. It wasn't until the ship was a couple yards away when a thought hit Shion hard enough to jostle him from his sleepy state.
"Oh no." Eyes suddenly becoming alert, Shion jumped away from Aladdin. The blue-haired boy looked at the other boy in alarm. "I can't believe it. I forgot to remind Alibaba about that thing."
"What thing?!" Aladdin asked in alarm.
Shaking off his sleepiness as much as he could, Shion ran to the edge of the port and cupped his hands over his mouth. "Alibaba! You forgot to buy something for Kouryuu!"
"WHAT?! No! Captain, take me back to shore! I need to buy something for my nephew!"
"No can do, young man, we're too far out now."
"NOOOO!"
And thus, Alibaba ended up being Kouryuu's least favorite uncle.
(JK, JK, Alibaba just bought something when he docked at Balbadd. It's all good.)
Now, here is another addition to the Mirror, Mirror series! Since this is set during Kohaku's stay in Sindria, I'm going to do Sinbad first! I know there is a lot of requests for Koumei, but I'm going to focus on Sindria before moving onto Kou, so requests on anyone from Sindria or who was at Sindria?
Well, while you think on that, read this!
Mirror, Mirror: Sinbad
"Huh, so my treasury had something like this the whole time." Sinbad looked at his reflection curiously. His reflection inspected him in the same manner. "Aladdin claimed that you are a version of me from 'another world'. Is that true?"
"I'll trust him on it." His reflection responded cheerfully. "The Alibaba from my world told me a detailed account on your world so I'm convinced. There are a few similarities and differences, I heard."
Sinbad hid his surprise with a smile. "Is that so? How exciting! Tell me more about your world, then. Does Sindria exist? What about Al Thamen?"
Both Sinbads exchanged information about their respective worlds, bouncing from personal events to the political state of the world. Both were surprised by how similar everything was. Their lives were almost identical. Only the events in Balbadd seemed to diverge from each other.
"I see…so that happened." Sinbad thought aloud after he heard his reflection's version of Balbadd. "Well, that explains why the Alibaba in my world was so spooked after speaking with himself. It must've been traumatic to hear that his friend died that way."
"Really? How did it end for you?" His reflection asked curiously.
Before he could answer, Sinbad was interrupted by a shy knock. "Yes? Who is it?"
Shion timidly peeked his head in. "…Is this a bad time?"
In an instant, Sinbad's expression softened and he set the mirror against one of his scrolls. "No, Shion. It's not. I'm taking a break, actually." He patted his lap. "Come on over here."
Eagerly, the young boy jumped onto his lap. Both father and son were unaware of the pair of eyes from the mirror that watched this interaction in shocked silence. Sinbad made sure Shion was properly balanced on his lap before he turned his full attention to his son.
"So, what do you need? Did your friends cause trouble again?"
Shion's expression immediately turned sheepish. "Well…"
"Which one was it this time? The Ambassador from Reim? Darius' grandson?" Sinbad questioned, completely unsurprised.
"Don't worry about it. Kikiriku is doing damage control." Shion assured his father quickly. "It wasn't big. Actually, I came here because Aladdin told me that he found something interesting in the treasure room. Can I see it, Father?"
Sinbad picked up the mirror. "Apparently, this mirror shows another world. Can you believe it?"
Shion's blue eyes widened, surprised. "Really, Father? What kind of world is it?"
"It's a world similar to your own." Sinbad's reflections decided to speak up, making Shion jump. Both Sinbads chuckled at the child's reaction as Shion stared at the mirror with wide eyes. "Whoa."
"Cool, isn't it?" His father and the reflection asked at the same time.
Shion squirmed uncomfortably. "More creepy than cool. Though," the boy leaned forward and squinted his eyes, "why can't I see myself?"
"…"
"…"
"Oh." Shion blinked in realization. "I probably don't exist there, do I?"
The reflection's smile became a bit strained. "No." He agreed. "I never married and I was…careful."
Shion shrugged. "That's okay. Father didn't marry either. My existence was pretty much an accident."
"A good accident." Sinbad stressed. "I'm happy that I found you in Balbadd."
Shion's smile became a little bashful. "I'm happy that you found me too." Then, as if he couldn't bear the embarrassment, he hopped off of Sinbad's lap and made his way to the door. "Well, I better go and tell Jamal about this discovery! He'll want to know how this works! Thanks for showing me the mirror, Father!"
"Don't cause too much trouble!" Sinbad chuckled as he watched his son zoom out of his office. His reflection watched him pensively. "What is it? You want to ask me something. It's written all over your face."
"I never had the urge to have any children." His reflections confessed. "So, it's a bit strange to see myself with a child. Shion looks exactly like us. Aside from the eyes, of course. Who was his mother? He doesn't really resemble Serendine so it can't be her."
Sinbad's smile dimmed at the reminder.
Sensing his other self's unhappiness, Sinbad's reflection backtracked almost immediately. "It's a sensitive topic. I get it. You don't have to answer."
"I'd prefer not to, thanks." Sinbad agreed. "But I can relate to the strangeness of seeing myself with a child. I used to think just like you until my son came into my life. Shion was unexpected but I never thought of him as unnecessary or a burden."
"I didn't say he was." His reflection assured him. "Shion sounds intelligent and mature. You must be proud of him."
Sinbad grinned proudly. "Of course! Shion beat me in being the youngest dungeon capturer in history!" He boasted. "How can I not be proud?"
His reflection gaped at him.
"Tell me about it this instant." He demanded when he recovered. "I want to hear the details. How did he do it? Which dungeon was it?"
Pssst. (Slides two Chibi-Omakes to you.) Look, there's more!
Please enjoy!
Chibi-Omake: Awkward Family Reunion (Or, How Hel's Full Name is Revealed to Everyone)
For some insane and senseless reason, Pharaoh Armakan and General Muu Alexius agreed to have dinner in the same tent. Hel was upset with the entire arrangement.
"Thank you for taking care of Askan." Armakan said formally to Muu. His cheerful personality being his natural state, the General accepted the pharaoh's gratitude with grace. "Oh no, it's fine! No trouble at all! We were all happy to have him over. I hope you received my letter."
"Because of the recent events, I did not receive it, unfortunately. Still, it was fortunate that the Seven Seas Alliance came to aid both Magnostadt and Reim. If not, it would have taken longer for Askan to return home." Armakan said.
The implication that the Seven Seas Alliance being stronger than Reim was not lost on Hel. The teen scowled and stabbed into his meat aggressively.
Muu, on the other hand, laughed good-naturedly. "That's true."
"Dinner is delicious, Miss Maya." Askan chirped, completely unaware at the rising tension. "Can I have more?"
"Of course, dear." Maya scooped a generous amount of food into Askan's plate. Sometimes, it baffled Hel on how well his mother acted the part of an herbivore when it came to domestic life or interacting with children. It almost appeared as if the woman who fought so viciously and aggressively was someone completely different. He was impressed when Muu took in the contrasting sides of her without batting an eye.
Armakan seemed just as surprised by her actions and tone. When Maya's eyes turned to him, the pharaoh stiffened. "It's wonderful to see you again, Alma. I see that you are healthy."
"I am." He agreed awkwardly, much to Hel's vicious pleasure.
"I really am sorry about Eirenne." Maya apologized sincerely. "The surprise must not have been pleasant."
"The fault is mine." Armakan assured her hastily. "I have been housing an ally to Al Thamen under my own roof. I apologize for the injuries and casualties that she caused. I assure you that I will see her executed for her crimes."
Muu placed a hand on Maya's arm. "That's good." He said in a relieved tone. "She was targeting Maya in particular. The sooner she's gone, the safer my Maya will be."
Armakan pointedly ignored Muu's wording. Hel, on the other hand, mentally applauded his guardian for marking his territory.
"Be careful, Alma." Maya warned the pharaoh. "Eirenne is more dangerous than she seems. She was able to overpower a Finalis and fight with me in my djinn equip."
"I…I will, Maya. Thank you." Armakan stumbled briefly.
Not liking how his face flushed, Hel snapped, "What kind of name is Alma?" He demanded rudely. "Did you choose it yourself?"
The flush disappeared, replaced with a mirroring scowl. "And is Hel more respectable?"
"Mother gave me that name." Hel revealed, taking joy when Armakan backed away from insulting his name any further at the mention of Maya.
Maya, on the other hand, did not look offended.
"Actually, that is not Hel's real name. The slavers shortened it for simplicity's sake."
The whole table fell silent. Even Hel stared at his mother owlishly.
"…What's Hel-nii's real name?" Askan asked, curiously.
Maya smiled. "Helios."
Hel rolled his full name in his mouth and decided that he didn't like it as much as his own name. Still, it was nice to know that his mother named him with a powerful name.
Muu grinned at him. "Helios Alexius. Rolls off the tongue, doesn't it?"
Hel hummed in agreement.
Armakan, on the other hand, stared at Maya. She stared back at him boldly, completely unashamed and proud of her choice in her son's name.
The name was a memory. It was a reminder. To herself and to Armakan.
For her, it was a source of strength and a fond memory.
For him, it was a broken promise and a lifelong regret.
"Helios." Armakan repeated and looked away.
Chibi-Omake: Snake Guardian (Or, How Selene Honored Kukulcan)
Sphintus' shoulders felt too light.
Always, Kukulcan had remained coiled around his neck like a protective necklace. Since snakes were rare and a sign of nobility, Sphintus never stopped feeling proud that he had Kukulcan at his side.
Well, not anymore.
The healer didn't show that it affected him, of course. He went along as he always did, only pausing whenever an action reminded him that Kukulcan was no longer there.
"I miss him." Sphintus confessed to Selene when they were alone. His back was turned to her to hide his tears and shame. "My shoulders feel too light."
In response to his confession, Selene wrapped her arms around his shoulders.
'I am not Kukulcan, but I am quiet and poisonous.' She wrote on his chest. 'I will do my best to help you in what Kukulcan can no longer do.'
Sphintus blinked away his tears.
"Thank you, Selene."
Her arms coiled and tightened on his shoulders and around his neck like a snake's.
But she was warm.
And that's all for this time!
So, things are finally starting to kickstart as Alibaba is going to Balbadd. Al Thamen goes MIA. The Cursed Children are hiding. And Hakkan (that little shit) is no where in sight so far.
Clarifications:
Hot Potato with the Yasmine's Shirt: It wasn't obvious, but Yasmine giving her top to Kouha was her attempt at flirting with him. Since she's more comfortable in playing the male's role in relationships and interactions, she tried to copy Koumei. Unfortunately, Kouha is more concerned with the stares from the soldiers that her nearly naked upper-body would attract.
Yasmine's Third Degree, the Destroyer of Worlds: Yasmine's complete ability is to freeze time. It's a bit frightening and it truly does give her the ability to destroy worlds within what seems like seconds. Thankfully, her ability has time limits.
The Alma Torran Arc: This will be the turning point in COS. Instead of calling Aladdin's knowledge to the attention of the current world leaders, the blue-haired magi is planning on revealing it to the next generation. The secrets there, though, will be different with Sammi in the picture.
Ranya and Sinbad: With the misunderstanding between them cleared, there really isn't anything that's holding them back from missing each other. For Sinbad, it was years of what he thought was her abandoning him. For Ranya, it was years of assuming that he didn't want to be a father to Shion. Though it'll be healthier for them to actually sit down and talk, the pair are more comfortable in expressing themselves physically. (Poor, poor Shion.)
Ranya's Legs: It's not explicitly stated, but Ranya's legs are still weak from not walking around for years. She practices, but she usually uses Jamal's wheelchair to wander around Sindria faster.
Kina Island: It was honestly an excuse to travel with Kouha a bit more and talk with him a bit more about the details of their relationship and feelngs. (And yes, she really did kiss him the moment she restarted time.) I also wanted to look into Kina Island and forge relationships with the secluded country since Hakuryuu isn't going all edgelord in this universe.
Priestess of Kou: Despite planning on going back to Sindria with Judal, Kougyoku has responsibilities. One of them is rebuilding and strengthening the religious sect in Kou Palace. Since she has Judal at her side, it's a bit easier to keep things calm, but she still has to do a whole lot of work and cleaning up to do.
The Official Sailing of the JuKou and KouYa Ships: It's happened. It finally happened. You're all welcome.
And that's all I have! Please feel free to PM me or add a question in your review if there is anything else that confuses you!
Thank you for all your support! I couldn't have gone this far with this COS without you!
Until next time!
