He barely looked up from his scroll as he was brought in, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of getting the impression that he was still important. No, he kept on reading for a while, until he had come to the end of the chapter, then carefully rolled up the scroll and put it aside. He finally looked up then, straight through the man that was made to kneel on the ground, clad in the traditional robes of a Kou concubine, just to humiliate him a little more. Kouen was sure that he would have done the same in return, but for now it didn’t matter anyway. He looked only at the guard, letting him explain that they had brought the High King of the Seven Seas, Sinbad, before him today, just like he had commanded it. He listened, even though of course he knew what was going on. Once the guards were done he nodded, dismissing them with a wave so they were left alone, apart from that one obligatory guard that remained in front of the door, in case the man in chains and woman’s clothes would try to make a run for it. 

Kouen smiled to himself and went back to reading his scrolls for a while, letting the other taste more of his humiliation. When he finally looked up at him, he just looked him up and down once and gave him a small smile. “Would you like a pillow to kneel on? You look uncomfortable there... Sinbad.”

sinnerinsindria

The fallen magi perched in the kings windowsill, much like a bird. Red eyes that seemed to glow in the dark started at the sprawled out naked man. What a idiot, he was dead drunk, no guards, and nude. What if one of the women who had come with him to this room chose to kill him? Or, more the problem, a certain magi found a way to sneak into the country and bother him.

Judal’s eyes ran down the toned chest of the king, following his abs down to his pelvic bone where a blanket rested, just covering his manhood. A pointed tongue ran over pale lips, the magi’s feet soundlessly touching the ground. Well, he might as well teach the guy a lesson since he was here. 

Slowly the ice magi strolled over to the bed, touching one of Sinbad’s wrists to test how asleep he was. Carefully he moved it to one of the bed posts, holding it there his free hand removed his wand, pointing it to the others wrist. Thick ice wrapped around Sinbad’s wrist, securing it to the bed post. A bit of gravity magic was used, helping Judal float over the bed to the other side where he took up the other wrist, securing it to the bed post with ice just like the first.

Judal hated  Mahrajan. Everyone else who lived in Sindria loved it. A south seas beast was killed and feasted on while everyone had a good time and mingled. However Sindria’s magi wasn’t like that. He sat off, watching Sinbad and the gaggle of girls on his lap. Sure, the magi might of visited the kings bed once or twice but he was never shown the affection those girls were. He helped Sinbad become this powerful! He was a large part of the barrier that shrouded Sindria even if that spellcaster Sinbad had found come up with the idea.

Normally the magi was fine with just brooding and boring holes into the women with his stare. However tonight might not be the case. He might of grabbed the wrong glass and instead of grabbing just plain peach juice like he was use to he might of grabbed a peach wine imported from Kou.

Put a “Tell me" in my ask and my character will answer… 

If you snuck into my room I would:

[  ] Go back to sleep                 [  ] Kick you out[  ] Cuddle with you                   [ x ] Be like “How in the world?”[ x ] Let you sleep on the floor    [  ] Become angry

If you kissed me (or hugged) I would:

[  ] Kiss or hug you back                       [  ] Smile and laugh[ x ] Stiffen, and feel uncomfortable        [ x ] Push you away[ x ] Be shocked                                       [  ] Strike you

If you asked me to go out with you for a day I would say:

[ x ] No          [  ] Yes          [  ] Most certainly not.          [ ] Without hesitation.

You are:

[  ] Cute          [  ] Adorable          [ x ] Attractive          [  ] Beautiful[ x ] Okay         [  ] Ugly                 [  ] Am not going to grace this with an answer

You are to me a:

[  ] Stranger          [  ] Acquaintance          [ x ] Ally[ x ] Friend              [  ] Love                        [  ] Rival [  ] Enemy

I find you to be:

Kouen felt a scowl on his lips as he caught Sinbad giving him that look he knew too damn well from that king. He narrowed his eyes, moving closer. This had to be some ridiculous joke one of his generals had put him up to. He didn’t for a second think it could involve genuine feelings from a man who seemed to joke and laugh about every aspect of his life.