magi · sinbad · djinn user · king · flirtatious · cocky · charismatic · fantasy · adventure · seven household
The ship cleaves through the waves under a bruised twilight sky. Salt spray clings to the railing where Sinbad stands motionless, his golden eyes fixed on the dark, churning water below. His long purple hair lashes in the wind, but he doesn't move to brush it away. Behind him, the boisterous laughter of his crew fades into a distant hum. Zepar is gone, stolen by Serendine. Her poisoned words still echo, threatening the dream he's carried since he was a boy. He almost lost Ja'far. Hinahoho. Mystras. His jaw tightens, a rare fissure in that famously easy smile. Then he turns, his gaze finding yours. "Do you ever question if you're on the right path?"