疑惑と不安 || Sinbad x Reader

||5|| 懸念

懸念|| Worry, Concern.

[Y/N] sat at the window seat, staring down at the bustling Kingdom below. The sun had already set and the air was slightly colder. She wrapped her hands around her clothing and brought her robe closer to her body in order to keep the wind from seeping through, she was already shivering as it was.

This month around was especially cold, almost like  a winter day. [Y/N] couldn't stand the cold, she had always enjoyed the sun's warmth during the summer--even if it was hot. It felt like a big, warm embrace. That comfort was greatly appreciated by her, it was something that she needed when someone else couldn't be there by  her side. 

Cold days, on the other hand, reminded herself of how she was after the incident of her mother. She ran away from Sinbad multiple of times. During her final attempt of running, she came back to her home, only for it to had been destroyed by the same soldiers who had taken the life of her mother. 

Everything was now taken away. Her home, her mother, her father. There wasn't anything left for her and she had given up completely. She wandered around aimlessly, void of emotion as her bare feet took her around the cold, dead forest. Her body shivered immensely, her feet beginning to bleed as she stepped over twigs and thorns. 

And as always, Sinbad had been there to catch her when she finally collapsed from both shock and exhaustion. 

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[Y/N]'s head snapped open as she heard the sound of her door being slammed open. Her eyes widened as a man stood there with a smirk. 

"I've come to take you back home, [Y/N]." The man advanced towards the female, his black her fluttering along with the wind as his lilac orbs watched her with great mischief. [Y/N] looked away from him and scoffed.

"It's been years since I last saw you, Iksun." [Y/N] stood up slowly, moving towards the taller man with a glare. The man let out a dark chuckle as he crossed his arms with a raised eyebrow. He hadn't expected her to reply back like that. 

She was slightly offended that someone from the royal family would come all the way to Sindria in order to bring her back to Mastinia. 

Iksun, though from a royal family, was someone who lived in the slums along with Sindria's ninth general. His parents disapproved of him for being rebellious at such a young age, thus throwing him out of the palace. He had suddenly disappeared from the slums, leaving [Y/N] to wonder what had happen to him.

But now Iksun stood in front of her, a dark grin drawn upon his face as he made a move to grab her wrist. [Y/N] backed up, avoiding contact with him. She placed her hand on her hip, sucking on her teeth as she glared at him.

"You leave without a word and show up years later only to say that you're taking me back to Mastinia?" The girl rolled her eyes, "Mastinia is no longer my home, I have devoted myself to my only savior." She spat out. 

Iksun laughed loudly, crossing his arms once more before shrugging, "I guess it leaves me no choice but to go and kill him first."

"You wouldn't." [Y/N] growled, her hands making the move to grab her pointed sword. Iksun turned towards the enraged female, chuckling once more before charging at her with his own blade. 

"Oh dear, this might be a problem." He purred, retracting his sword only to swing at her again. She stepped back, landing onto the window seat that she had sat on prior to his arrival. [Y/N] propelled herself forward, preparing her long sword to attack him again. 

Iksun, however, protected himself with a barrier, smirking as she was sent back. The former Mastinian used her foot to keep her from falling back completely, taking her blade once more and positioning it in front of her. She grit her teeth angrily, her eyes shining a dark shade of [E/C] as she darted forward.