Where is he?

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Days passed but you still couldn't get over your feelings for Ja'far and it didn't help that you spend most of your time with him. You still haven't find what you were looking for, making you even more frustrated. 

*I looked everywhere! Everywhere! How is it possible that I didn't found anything? I barely slept and for what? Nothing!...I guess it can only be in Sinbad's room...*

You just finished changing your clothes and headed towards the dining hall. Since your room tour with Ja'far you decided to go alone, giving you the opportunity to sneak in someones room before breakfast. But today you didn't felt like it. 

"Hey (y/n)!" somebody said as you were about to enter the room. You turned around and saw Sinbad walking towards you. "Good morning Sinbad." you greeted him back.

"Today Ja'far wont come to breakfast, he's helping Masrur with the preparation for the Mahrajan Festival tonight." "Oh right I forgot about it." "No problem. You're coming too right? It would be a shame if you didn't come."

"Sure! it sounds like fun and it would be my first Mahrajan. But I need another dress or something like that because I can't move much in those i already got. I hope I don't burden you too much."

"Not at all! I'm glad i can help. A maid will bring you a dress to your room." "Thank you Sinbad." 

You sat down on your seats, got your meal and started to eat.

"You're very close with Ja'far right?" the purple haired man asked suddenly. "Uh yeah you can say so but we're only friends." "I see... It's a shame that you two are "only friends" I'm sure a relationship would do him good, maybe he would open up more but oh well it can't be helped."

"Do you really think he would like to be in a relationship? He doesn't seem to be that kind of a guy."

*Please Sin stop talking about him and relationship!* you shouted in your thoughts.

"I know. But (y/n), you're the first woman he opened up to like that. It's something about you he likes and adores. I don't know what it is but it's there. And because of that you two are such great friends and I'm sure if one of you would work on it you can become even more then friends."

You started to blush madly. *Does he really think we can become a couple? What if it's true what he just said? Is it that easy? I need to find out otherwise i... i don't know what would happen.*

"Just forget about it (y/n) I don't think any of you want to become more than friends. *Sight* But I tried i guess." 

You finished your breakfast and said goodbye to Sinbad before going back to your room. You sat on your bed and started to thought.

*Maybe I should confess to Ja'far to know if he can feel the same but what if he rejected me...after all we don't know us for too long. And If he accepted i wont have time to go into Sinbads room... This is stupid! I can't wait till i can go home! But... then i can't see him, his beautiful gray/black eyes, his soft white hair, his cute freckles and most important his handsome face... Don't be stupid (y/n)! When they find out who you really are they're going to hate you no matter how nice they were... it's always end like that.*

Your thoughts were interrupted by a knock on your door. "Come in." you said and a maid came in with a few clothes neatly fold in her arms. "The king ordered to bring you these I hope they fit." she putted them next to you. "Thank you. You can go I can change on my own." "As you wish your highness." she nodded and left the room, leaving you alone again.

You tried the dresses on and choose the (f/c) one to wear for tonight. It was short enough to dance but still long enough to not show anything. 

You dressed back to your previous clothes and looked over to the clock. *What?! it's only 11?!* You dropped yourself on your bed. "What should i do? The festival starts at 6 o'clock the earliest. I could help with some paperwork or with the preparation. Nah I rather go to the beach again... but I would be alone. I could ask someone but they're all busy. That's it i'll clean my room!" 

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