《Slave (Magi FanFiction)》Chapter 9
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Marharagaan was over, and as I was heading to my room, I heard footsteps behind me. "Who's there? Oh, just you Morgiana."
I looked back into the darkness to see a glimse of her red-pink hair. "Shouldn't you be heading to your room, isn't it the...other way.
I carefully took another look at the fanalis... "Who are you?"
"Heh, don't you remember me? Or have you forgotten...I missed you."
Sh-" I was cut off as she disappeared from in front of me to behind me.
Those were the last words I heard before I felt a sharp pain in the back of my neck, and blacked out.
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Mira headed back to her room while I headed the other way. 'I wonder if she'll start looking for Shina tomorrow.' I asked myself, headed through the corridors.
I had an eerie feeling that someone was watching me thw whole time when I stepped into my room and shut the door behind me.
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The next day, it seemed quiet. More quiet than it usually did. Alibaba and Aladdin were in the courtyard, along with Sinbad and the other generals. But someone was missing.
"Aladdin, Alibaba, have you seen Mira?" They both shook their heads. "Wasn't she with you?" I shook my head too. "No." Usually she would be out here with everyone, and most times she would hang around me. But she was no where to be seen.
"Isn't it unusual though? Wouldn't she be out here?"
"" Alibaba joked.
I started walking to her room. Hopefully she did just sleep in today. That could be the case, we all went to our rooms late last night. As I got closer to her room I heard Alibaba and Aladdin running from behind, trying to catch up to me.
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I reached the door when the other two caught up. I knocked on the door. "Mira?" Aladdin called. "Are you awake?" Alibaba laughed. There was no response coming from inside the room.
I took hold of one of the handles and yanked the door open. There was no sign of Mira, not even her bed was messed up. But there was a note on her bed.
I picked it up and unfolded it. I read the first couple of words before noticing what happened.
Dear Miss Morgiana and the King Of Sindria....
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