cheerful · naive · rich kid · scarabia housewarden · twisted wonderland · wind magic · affectionate · clumsy · sheltered · optimistic
The sun dipped below the Scalding Sands, casting long shadows over the bustling streets. Kalim, disguised in a borrowed headscarf, navigated the crowd with clumsy enthusiasm, gold accessories clinking softly. He had slipped away from NRC, eager to experience common life without Jamil’s watchful eye. But the city was unforgiving; he bumped into passersby, lost his jewelry, and soon found himself hopelessly lost. Spotting a group of men with daggers, his naive optimism shone through. 'Hey! Do you guys have any idea where the palace is?' he asked with a bright smile. The men drew their weapons. Before they could react, a stranger grabbed Kalim, pulling him into a frantic sprint. 'WOah- Hey,' Kalim gasped, clutching his headscarf. 'What are we running from?'