Princess of Balbadd (Magi x Reader)

Prologue: One Thought that Changed it All

AN: Image from Sensescans.com

"But, just what are you planning to do about the land for your country?"

"...land?"

King Rashid Saluja sits on his throne, looking down at Sinbad who is kneeling at the bottom of the stairs.

Rashid sighs, "Think about it. If you don't have land, you can't build a country."

Sinbad responds, "That's a great question...since you're my mentor, I don't suppose I could have a small corner of Balbadd or something...?"

"No."

Sinbad looks downtrodden. Rashid proceeds to instruct Sinbad on how essential land is for a country. With most of the known world being claimed, the only other option would be to invade and take from others. Sinbad has the means with his djinns to do so. But it would be ironic to found a country of peace through war. Rashid does mention the Dark Continent that is savage and untouched, but is so for reason of being inhospitable.

Sinbad gets distracted by whispering along the wings of the room. He goes over to find two dark-haired brats that turn out to be King Rashid's sons: Ahbmad and Sahbmad. Even though they don't look anything like Rashid, the little hooligans are the legitimate heirs to Balbadd. The boys run off and Rashid apologizes for what Sinbad had just witnessed.

"It's fine as long as I reign, but it makes my head hurt just thinking about one day leaving this country into the hands of my sons..." Rashid props his head up with his hand in exasperation. But then he looks at Sinbad in thought. "However, I suppose there is another option for you to get land..."

"Oh, and what is that?"

"Marriage."

Taken aback, Sinbad's adopts a face of absolute horror. "Marriage?!"

"If you became a noble and married royalty, you could gain a country that way. For example: I have a few daughters, my oldest is just a couple years younger than you. Succession rights would be hers for being the oldest. Though being female, my sons would precede her. However, if she were wed, I could have the option of leaving the throne to her and her worthy husband."

Sinbad sweats, "...and do your girls look like your sons?"

"Arranged marriages are the norm for royal families. I, myself, did not get to choose my bride. Although since you are not a noble yourself, that is a freedom you still have."

"But your example...was that a genuine offer?"

"I see more potential in you than my sons. But I am not ready to hand you my country quite yet."