Pt. 5

                                    

                                          
Sinbad POV
                          
How did he escape? why? Or was he kidnapped? Gruesome thoughts run through my head as I try to find reasons.
                          
"Sir! A ship was seen leaving the harbor!"
                          
"Uh okay... And?"
                          
"It was the merchants ship. The one the assassin killed."
                          
"Thank you. You are dismissed"
                          
Bowing the messenger started leaving the room.
                          
"Oh wait."
                          
"Yes, Sire?"
                          
"Which way was it going"
                          
"Going west to, Balbadd"
                          
Jafar's POV
                          
huh? where am I? my eyes blink open. I scan my dark surroundings in confusion. My arms are behind me. In chains? my feet are also in chains? The door opens and I'm faced with three very large men. Another follows.
                          
"I hope you will enjoy him."
                          
Huh what are they talking about?
                          
two of them walk forward and drag me onto my feet but I thrash and struggle but it was no use they were too strong.
                          
"Oh he's fiesty yes he will do. The king will be pleased" A silky voice emits from the tall, lanky figure. I'm dragged out the room and into a carriage. I finally saw the man that had spoken of the king. He was tall and didn't seem to make any noise when he moved. When the carriage finally stopped. A chain was snapped around my neck and I was pulled into the palace. We reached the throne room and I got the first glimpse of the king, a short fat man that looked like a child but not. He was picking his nose and when he saw us a smile crept across his face, it made him look even more ugly. 
                          
"oh I can already tell he'll do."
                          
ugh I hate that smug look. I lash out at the man who was holding the chain but was pinned down due to my half starved state.
                          
"oh yes you will definitly do." 
                          
"Thank you sire, but I must request the gold you said you would give me for someone like him"
                          
"oh yes...GUARDS!"
                          
The guards came rushing in and grabbed the man and he cried out.
                          
"Sire! What have I done?"
                          
"Oh nothing I just want don't want pay you"
                          
He was dragged out of the showroom. The king turned back to me, his beady eyes looking me up and down sometimes resting on awkward places. I shifted nervously, before realizing that no one was holding onto the cain connected to my neck. I launched backwards and made a run for the door but was stopped by guards. They pushed me back to the king. he looked triumphant as he called out to me.
                          
"I hope you behave well. Slave"
                          
sorry the Image at the top was to cute