The opportunities we may take (Sinbad x OC)

Homeward

Authors Note:

Hi guys,

Sorry that it took a little longer this time. My vacation has been over for a week and I am back to work normally. Accordingly, I will now update a little more slowly.

In general, I have had to think a lot about where I want to go with the story in the past few days, which is why I am generally making some slow progress, but now I have at least a rough idea  how to proceed >___<

Homeward

--- southern sea, on the sindrian ship---

A few days later after their midnight talk, not too far away from Sindria anymore, Salome strolled across the upper deck with her brother by her side, while she seemed to enjoy the warm midday sun on her skin. She had gotten used to the life on the ship and was already feeling a little more comfortable with her situation. At least she exuded a certain calmness after Sinbad saw her again after the conversation they shared on their first night. He was pleased to see her getting along with his present generals as she joined in as if she had been with them for ages. Amused, he had discovered that it was not just him, who found her gentle and attentive manner pleasing. Masrur and Yamraiha in particular often sought her attention, while keeping her unfortunately away from him. Some of the crew members also dared to occasionally try to find their way around the pretty girl, but she hardly seemed to notice that the young men were trying to flirt  with her. Despite everything, he had often found the time in the evenings to help her connect to her Djinn's vessel. Even if she was far from being able to equip her Djinn, she had started to gain control over Alexander's powers to use some of his skills. The King of Sindria was surprised at how well she followed his explanations and how quickly she could make progress within a few days. Her iron determination vaguely reminded him of himself, even if it seemed that she solved problems far less impulsive then him.

Sindria's king stood at the other end of the ship and steered the vessel over the calm water, talking to his adviser who stood next to him while he kept looking at the girl that talked to her brother. He had watched her constantly over the past few days, hoping to learn as much as possible about her. It was a little strange that a single person could fascinate him like this, but he didn't try to think about what that meant for him.

"So...we will soon reach Sindria. What are your plans regarding Salome and her brother?" Asked the ash-blonde man curiously, after he noticed where his friend's attention kept going. Sinbad, on the other hand, shrugged as he corrected the course somewhat.

"No idea. I didn't worry about it until now!" Replied his king, grinning mischievously at his adviser. Ja'far rolled his eyes in annoyance and put his palm against his aching temple as he let his gaze wander over to the girl, who had leaned against the railing. She gestured at Sharrkan, who was slowly strolling towards them, alerting her brother to the approaching presence. The young general was probably on his way to ask Malik for another training round. Since the white-haired heliohaptian had found out that Salome's brother was also adept at sword fighting, the teenager had hardly left Malik alone.