The opportunities we may take (Sinbad x OC)

Oh, beloved Sindria

Author's Note:

After seeing that this chapter had reached over 6000 words, I decided to split it into two parts. But that suits me quite well, since I had already left out a part because the chapter was getting quite long.

Have fun with this chapter first :) The next will be getting uploaded in a few days.

Oh, beloved Sindria

--- Kingdom of Sindria, Harbor---

Salome looked attentively over the sandstone-colored harbor as the ship was maneuvered through the hole in the cliffs, which surrounds the whole island. Unlike in Dalmasca, however, the interior of the island did not seem to end in another valley, but in the form of an ascending mountain on which a huge city was built. Above at the top of said mountain, the castle of Sindria was majestically enthroned, which she had already seen from the sea from afar. Several houses standing close to each other were spread out on the slope of the hill and it seemed that many buildings had already added more floors to accommodate the increasing population.

With a racing heart, Salome leaned against the railing and tried to grasp all the sorrounding details at once, but no matter where she looked, it seemed like she was discovering a new and interesting facet of the island every time. On the left and right of the banks, some fields stretched in the distance, which were cultivated by hardworking farmers. With the king's huge ship, they crossed paths with fishermen who drove their small boats back ashore and smaller ships on which the navy conducted their patrols. Beaming with joy, people stopped their tasks to wave when they recognized the king's vessel, which was sailing past them. Sinbad, who stood next to her, returned the gesture of his subjects and smiled contentedly at them. He was completely in his element as he stood there with a proudly swollen chest, leaning against the wood of his ship, as he looked down at the people who were cheering him on. There was a lot of activity on the docks. People who were doing their daily work, freighting goods or checking the logistics could be seen on every corner.

Even before the ship had begun to enter the harbor, fanfares sounded from afar, which made the people aware that their king had returned.

Guardsmen in the colors of Sindria lined up on the widest of the stone-build jetties, keeping the curious and delighted inhabitants of the island at a distance as the ship slowly docked. The people cheered with bliss and waved to their king to euphorically welcome him. Yamraiha, Masrur, Ja'far and Sharrkan gathered around Sinbad, who was still standing next to Salome. With heads raised high, they smiled down at the people at the harbor as they flanked their king and remained silent. With a hint of awe, Salome's attention went to Sinbad again, hoping to see what made people love this man with every fiber of their souls. At the sight of his soft look and the joyful inhabitants of Sindria, her heart contracted painfully for a brief moment. That was what this man had worked for all these years. Here in front of her the perfect proof unfolded that the Rukh had been right. He had built this place with the help of his companions to create a place where people could live in peace. It was fascinating how various the traits of the different people who resided on the island looked like, a clear proof that this country has become a new home for all these people, no matter where they originally come from.