The Enchanting Witch// Magi•Sinbad

•chapter 10•

As the sun began to arise and shine over the small but powerful country of Sindria, the large party began to die. As citizens began to unpack and clean the streets they found that the party was not the only thing that was dead. Spotted in a dark alleyway between a bar and brothel laid a man face down, at first glance you'd think he was simply passed out after a drink too many at the bar next door.

The stubby man chuckled at the fellow mans misfortune, having also been a victim to the festival, remembering all the times he'd wake up in the strangest places after a long night of partying.

"Hey buddy, parties over time to wake up," the man laughed but stopped after he noticed he wasn't responding or moving, so he carefully moved him to sit on his back. "Come on sleepy hea- What the- URGGG!"

Screaming in terror at the males gruesome state he topples over in shock,  hand brushing over something warm and moving, picking it up he brings it closer, squinting to see through the darkness. Bu-bump bu-bump bu-bump bu-bump. Eyes doubled in realisation as he dropped the slimey warm object and quickly regained his footing, running into the street.

"MURDER! MURDER! MURDER!" He screamed, earring attention from other early birds along with the few guards helping out with pack up. The guards rushed to the distressed man before the onlookers became frantic.

"Please sir, calm down. What has you so panicked?" The man just stared at his shaking hands, the feeling of the object not leaving his touch. "What happened?"

"It's back....." the guards had a face of shock as they looked at one another, dreading to hear the mans reply. "Qeso." I mentioned this Tran word in earlier chapters lol probs won't remember cause I didn't teehee

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Gathered in the conference hall were the king and his eight generals, along with his guests, to discuss this mornings gruesome death. Yamrihu slowly levitated a small brown sack onto the middle of the large round table, eyes watched in confusion, except for the dark magi and witch, who's eyes watched in anticipation.

Judal glances over at Merlin to see she had her head rested against her hand, still tired from the night before. Lifting up his hand he gentle rubs her scalp catching her off guard as she lets out a low moan in satisfaction, making Judal smirk. Though their affection didn't go unknowdest by the others.

"Alibaba, who's that pretty lady with Judal?" Aladdin practically drooled as he watched the dark haired woman close her eyes in pleasure from the gentle head message.

"I'm not sure, I don't remember seeing her last night, and no matter how many drinks I had I would never forget someone so...." Alibaba sighed dreaming as his eyes shaped into hearts while looking at the gorgeous female.

"That is Judals master, we met her last night, so you obviously did forget, alibaba," Morgiana's spoke with more monotone than usual, not impressed at Alibaba's obvious gawking. Even though Morgiana never saw Merlin's face her Fanilis smell picked up on her scent.

"Huh? Judals master? You mean the one we're not aloud to talk to, look at or breath the same air as?" He turned to Morg in shock, not believing Merlin was the skitchy person under the hood. "Well now I understand why he's so guarded with her."

Just as he said that judal snapped his head towards them catching them gawking at his master, he sent them a deathly glare. Alibaba turned his head to the right and began whistling, acting as if he wasn't just undressing the woman with his sinful eyes. Teenage boys *TSK TSK* they need Solomon.