Loved by Fate ? - Adventures of Sinbad [Sinbad x OC]

25 - Artemyra

The golden hues of the Sasan sunset painted the city in warm tones as Reana prepared to leave the kingdom. In a quaint room, adorned with rich Sasan tapestries and ornate furniture, she meticulously packed her belongings.

Her stay in Sasan had been eventful. The unexpected alliance forged between Sinbad and the Knight King, Darius, opened avenues for trade and collaboration. Reana, acting as the emissary for Sinbad's company, played a pivotal role in negotiating the terms.  Yet, amidst the bustling negotiations and strategic discussions, an unexplained unease had begun to gnaw at her consciousness.

With each passing day, Reana felt an inexplicable sense of worry and restlessness growing within her, like a faint whisper of foreboding echoing in the depths of her soul. She couldn't pinpoint the source of this disquiet, nor the reason behind it, but it lingered in the back of her mind, casting a shadow over her preparations to depart from Sasan.

Reana sighed, the weight of her departure settling in. Being away from Sinbad felt strange; a sensation akin to a piece of her being temporarily severed. She missed the lively banter, the strategic discussions, and the comforting presence of her fellow adventurers. The thought of rejoining them in Artemyra was a beacon of excitement amid the bittersweet farewell to Sasan. Yet, a sense of urgency pulsed through her veins, driving her to hasten her preparations and embark on her journey sooner than planned.

Though the ship that bore Sinbad and their companions to Artemyra had safely returned some time ago, carrying news of their arrival, silence now enveloped the air. The journey to Artemyra was known to be treacherous, fraught with perilous obstacles that hindered communication with distant lands. Though she trusted in their resilience and resourcefulness, a part of her couldn't shake this nagging worry that something was amiss.

With a wistful smile tinged with concern, she imagined her friends in Artemyra, embarking on new adventures and exploring the mysteries of the foreign land. Perhaps Sinbad was honing his skills, furthering his mastery of the Djinn's powers. Or, knowing him, he might be engaging in some unconventional method of problem-solving... like destroying mountains.

As she folded her garments, placing them in a bag, there was a knock on her door. It opened to reveal Spartos, Darius's younger son. His eyes, usually lively, now held a touch of melancholy.

"Reana," he greeted, his voice tinged with a mix of sadness and warmth.

"Spartos," she smiled, setting aside her packing for a moment. "What brings you here?"

The young boy hesitated for a moment before stepping into the room. "Are... Are you really leaving?" he asked, trying to hide the quiver in his voice.

Reana nodded. "Yes, it's time for me to rejoin Sinbad and the others."

Spartos struggled to hold back tears. "I... I don't want you to go. Listening to your stories was so much fun, I understand why my brother always wanted to hear more." He paused before adding. "Can't you stay? Just a little longer?"

Reana's heart twinged at the genuine sorrow in Spartos's eyes. She knelt down to his eye level and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Spartos, you're a remarkable young man. I've enjoyed every moment we spent together. But there's a whole world out there, waiting for you to explore. And who knows, someday, we might cross paths again."

Spartos, trying to be brave, wiped away a tear that had escaped. "Promise?"

Reana smiled warmly as he stood up again. "I promise. I won't forget you, Spartos. You have a bright future ahead. One day you'll have your own adventures."

Just then, Darius entered the room. He approached Reana and placed a hand on his son's shoulder.

"Reana," he began, "Thank you for your hard work during your stay. Thanks to your help everything is set up to start trading with your company."