The Jinn lost its grip on the Prince and the flames started to disperse.
"mercy my lord… I have wronged thee… sufians disciple… I have greatly sinned… please let this one go…"
Whatever was left of the Jinn slowly slid to the floor at the Prince's feet. Calaf looked down at the pitiful thing and he was disgusted. 'This piece of shit wants my favor now, huh,' the prince smiled as he languidly stared at the Jinn. It had reverted to its form of a little girl, small and knobbly.
"Listen here little bitch. I know what little fucks like you want with me and I truly admire the bravery. But," Calaf leaned in closer to the Jinn, "I gave what Sufian wanted a long time ago babygirl."
The Jinn shivered at the Prince's proximity. The Prince knew what the Jinn wanted and where it came from.
"Sabrina never learns now, does she," the Prince's gaze turned cold as he suddenly gripped the Jinn by the neck and stood up.
"sabrina...she'll come for your neck… she's coming and you better be prepared...arghhhhh.... hik hik.."
The Prince rolled his eyes as he walked to a cracking mirror on the wall. He looked at the trembling Jinn in his hands and threw it into the mirror before walking away. He spent no longer bothering himself with the other Jinns Sabrina trapped into the seals in the scroll. Her purpose was clear from the get-go. She wants the Treasure of Nur. Something that each of the fallen princesses had possessed and had fled with. Something he needed to get rid of his curse.
The Prince crumpled the documents on the desk and laughed at the petty tricks Sabrina used to come at him. She was the dumbest in the Abraha family, having no talents whatsoever, and it was about time she came at him using Jinns again. She desperately wanted his power and couldn't stop her greed from overtaking her. Out of pity, Calaf decided to give her a small town to take care of in the South where it didn't need much maintenance.
Sabrina was not worth agonizing over as he cast a spell on the other documents and loaded them in the trash. Making a contract with Jinns was not easy, and it will come back to hunt Sabrina Anya Abraha if she continues to use them for her petty jokes like this.
Calaf stripped off his shirt and wiped his body off with some water as he speculated at what mark the Jinn was trying to carve. A small red streak was carved just above his heart and the Prince laughed at the cute little mark and erased it away with a wave from his hand.
As he buttoned his shirt and fixed his cloak on he heard a few knocks sound at the door.
"Come in, Shareef," the Prince announced as he sat back down at the desk.
The grand doors opened and three people entered. A small girl with dark skin and gorgeous green eyes came in. Her laziness was evident in her movements and she looked indifferent in the presence of the Prince. The boy beside her was a bit taller and sported the same features but had an eye patch over one eye. His eyes, the same dazzling green as the girl looked worried as he kept glancing at his sister.
"Smells like a bitch, which Jinn did our dear Sabrina send in this time Prince," Khorasa yawned as she walked in stretching her arms into the air.
"You stupid-ass, want me to fry your ass," Fariq shout-whispered at her as he bowed down in front of the Prince.
"Oh, right," Khorasa bows down in front of the Prince as she sneaks a glance at the new butler Shareef to see his reaction.
Shareef looked completely shocked and pale as he watched the entire thing with questioning and scared eyes, afraid of what the Prince was going to do. Khorasa gulped as she forgot how she was supposed to pretend to be like in front of the new butler. Khorasa and Farin felt a cold and ominous aura and sweat beads formed on their foreheads as they figured out how to fix their mistake.
Before they could even speak, the Prince raised his hand and told the butler to wait outside.
"I need to go pee, haha," Khorasa scratched her head as she tried to leave as well, laughing nervously to relieve the tension.
Shareef quickly shut the doors before Khorasa could even stand up.
"Khorasa and Fariq, I think I was clear in what your attitude towards me should have been like in the presence of others. I don't want to spend time talking about this. Make sure it doesn't happen again," the Prince commanded.
Khorasa and Fariq sighed as they thought a worse punishment was going to be given to them. They stood up and smiled.
"I don't remember telling any of you to stand up."
Khorasa and Fariq quickly shot to the ground on their knees, and the Prince, just as fast, sent two hard plates of metal that banged into their kneecaps as they kneeled on the ground. A double-attack the crazy duo hadn't expected.
"YEEEE-," Khorasa started to yell out in pain when Fariq pinched her in the stomach, hard.
Khorasa snapped her head towards Fariq and he shook his head at her. Trembling at the painful shocks their knees received they kneeled waiting for the Prince's order. The Prince walked by them, at a fast pace, towards the door and waved them open as he ordered them to follow his lead.
"Follow," he threw the order over his shoulder as the two siblings got up on shaky legs.
Khorasa and Fariq put a pain-reliever spell on their legs and hurriedly followed after the Prince, all the while hurling curse words at him as they ran to catch up.