Re-write

,,It's our last opportunity to go to the sacred place, lord Sinbad" explained the little girl, alias Arba.
,,Yeah...so it means it deepens on time, when we go there?" The king asked with a sleepy voice that made it more deeper than it's already.
,,Of course! Since we can't use the wisdom of Solomon, we have to use the key" The woman declared brashly, waving with her wand in the air. The man looked down at his hands that laid on his lap. A thought raised his mind and let him frown his forehead, before looking back at the flying witch inside his chamber.
,,Give me one last day...before we go to the sacred place."
She crossed her arms, looking down at the man sitting on his messy bed, ,,Is there something that keeps you here?"
A single ,,Yes" escaped the kings mouth as he starred at the moon outside his window.
,,Something important..."