I forgot to say something in the first chapter. I DON'T OWN MAGI OR Marika Thompson's OCS.

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Jafar slept for most of the day having stayed up late for almost three entire days. Sleeping soundly in her 'bed' Jafar remained so leaving her guest unattended to.

GUEST ROOM:

Lying injured unable to move was Li-Fuan. She was extremely annoyed by her inability to move. But she wasn't stupid. Oh she knew what had happened. She had tried walking out and instead ended up reopening her wounds.

'That girl must've treated my wounds again. I wonder where she is now though.'

She sighed once again and eventually fell asleep thinking about Vittel and the others.

TREASURE ROOM(A.K.A JAFARS ROOM):

Watching the empire of Reim bustling with excitement Nalddias smiled mysteriously watching a certain violet haired boy around the age of fourteen with a band of misfits following him.

"Please do hurry My Prince. You shouldn't keep a lady such as our little dungeon princess waiting~"

He chuckled softly while petting Jafar's soft pale hair tenderly so.

He could hear the gentle pounding of her heart beating in a sort of melodic way through her chest while the soft puffs of breath escaping her lips stayed together in a rhythmic pattern. He smiled sadly- affection laced in between at her.

"...He'll be here for you soon. So please, wait just a little bit longer...Please My Queen." He held her tightly to his chest expelling all of the black ruhk floating around her and returning them to white. Only one remained, but that was fine. That one would never think if harming her who it considered friend.

~Dreams~

The voices around her started again. Every night she slept they were there. Voices. Shouting, screaming, begging, pleading, sobbing. It was the same.

The voices were static like; there but not. Only small phrases reached her but most of them never remained with her after waking up. Sometimes there were visuals along with the voices but those were rare.

Ja'far felt as if she was floating during those times.

Listening intently she heard a soft voice calling out to her, but knowing how soft the voices could be the person was possibly screaming instead.

"Jafar! Wait! Don't try attacking it all on your own!"

A flash of light and she saw a young boy with electric blue hair and widened sapphire eyes wearing a black mages dress robe screaming.

"Mommy! Help me! ...I'm scared...There's something here...!"

Another flash and the blurry visual of a young child that had pale hair tinted dark sapphire blue and gray eyes with tears dripping down her cheeks and eyes wide with fear hugging a stuffed doll close to her whilst clutching a small red dependent in her small delicate hand.

She felt a small shock of pain running through her body when she heard the soft warm voice of Nalddias calling for her.

"...My dear Dungeon Princess..it's time for you to open your eyes."

The dream came to an end and Jafar slowly opened her eyes. She moved away from the bright sunlight reflecting off the glass sphere and stood on all fours trying to get up. She felt Nalddias' gentle hand pull her up and lead her towards the outside of the tower.

From where they were standing she could see the entire ship. While to the outside eye it may look as a floating island it was in fact just a flying ship. The bottom half of it was made of glass, which was pretty much unbreakable- which yes she had tried breaking before, and the rest of the ship was covered with magical wildlife that grew anything she needed and some broken old homes that before would've possibly looked majestic before time waved its magic over it. Remaining in one piece though was her clock tower. The inside of the tower was large and spacious. At the very bottom where the glass was the treasure room and floating in there going back up and down was a crystal sphere that mapped the entire world. While it also had other uses that was what it was truly meant for.

Stifling her yawn Ja'far held onto Nalddias' hand while rubbing her eyes with her free hand.

"So," she said locking eyes with Nalddias' dark sapphire sky blue eyes, "What did you wake me up for?"

She saw him smile secretly which ticked her off. Usually when he smiled like that he was either planning something or he knew something but wasn't planning on telling. He smiled abit apologetically but mostly he grinned in excitement.

"A little birdie told me that a certain King Candidate has caught your attention. Care to meet him?" He stifled his laughter the moment he caught sight of her burning pink cheeks.

She turned to face her black ruhk, "You promised not to say anything!" The ruhk flapped speedily as if trying to excuse itself from being yelled at. While the two continued the one sided banter, since only Ja'far was speaking, Nalddias' ended conversing silently with the black ruhk perched on his shoulder.

'This is funny! Are they honestly arguing about it? Haha!'

Nalddias chuckled softly nodding his head in silent agreement. 'It'd be nice if she answers me soon though.'

The ruhk sighed a sweat drop forming on its head. I'd that really all you can think right now?'

"Yes," he deadpanned. The only thought in the ruhk's mind was, 'Men and their nosey curiosity.'

And that my friends is the end of this chapter. so what do you think? I think it came out alright. Anyways rate review and and suggestions on the title are welcome.