(Y/n)

Breathing hard, we turn to watch the burning mess that used to be the king's hideout, as well as part of the kitchen, a large office room, a balcony decorated with plants and statues, several bedrooms, and a magnificent carved staircase. Oh, the garden is on fire too.

"We blew everything up...again," I say, stunned. "Yeah..." says Ja'far, staring in awe, horror and shock at the fire. Slowly, we turn to look at each other, then he starts laughing. Then I start laughing too. Before we know it, we are laughing until our sides split like idiotic little kids as we lay together on the roof in our singed clothes.

Yamuraiha

"It's over," I mutter, my knees finally giving way. Just before I hit the floor, someone catches me. "You're welcome," a familiar smug voice says. "So you survived those puppets, huh?" I say. "Yeah. Thanks to my amazing swordmanship," boasts Sharrkan. "Oh, please. I helped you back there," I retort. "Well, I came back here for you. So we're even," he says. I laugh softly, close my eyes, and let myself relax in his arms after that long, exhausting fight.

(Y/n)

I take a deep breath before the guards on either side of me open the doors. Seated before me on his throne is King Sinbad, his Eight Generals beside him.

"(Y/n), you have attempted to kill Ja'far, one of my Eight Generals, so that Al Thamen could get to me. Since the time you were "given" to Sindria up to before Al Thamen's attack, you were actually at Judal's disposal. Moreover, you caused a huge fire that eventually spread and destroyed three buildings as well as one of the royal gardens," King Sinbad announced solemnly. At this, he allowed his generals to voice their opinions.

"The fact that you were hiding your dark rukh was unsettling," says Yamuraiha. "Not to mention the destruction you could have caused to Sindria by killing the king's right hand man," adds Drakon. "The fire caused the loss of many valuable weapons, rooms, plants, and my favourite training spot. Again," lists Sharrkan. Even Pisti chimes in, "The fire also caused a lot of birds to leave the island, including those I've trained. It will take time and effort to get them back."

In a grave tone, King Sinbad continues to speak, "Therefore, as the king of Sindria, I am giving you a life sentence." Despite the horrible sinking feeling in my gut, I keep my gaze steady, not looking away from their stern faces. I knew my punishment would have to come eventually. What else could I expect?

"A life sentence of serving the kingdom of Sindria, that is."

What?

"You completely failed that assassination attempt on me anyway, (y/n)."

"You can help rebuild my training grounds so that I can kick you butt again."

"If it weren't for you, those puppets would have killed us!"

"We had a lot of fun with you."

"Chirp!"

"Irie agrees."

King Sinbad stands up. "Welcome back, (y/n). I look forward to you working under me." Blinking back my tears, I answer like I always do. "Hai."