Amon. Alibaba’s fingers drifted toward steel. If I stuck around in Balbadd – I know Cassim. He probably got two or three of the crew drunk and got the whole story.
At least as much as the Shadow’s crew knew: that he was carrying a Magic Tool that called fire, and that it was strong enough to put an island whale down, permanently.
But that was do or die. I don’t know how to handle this! I can’t practice in Balbadd – there’s too many things that could burn!
At least on the islands, he could always take a boat out into the sea to practice. Amon might not like it, Alibaba could feel a sort of annoyed hmph at the thought of all that water – but better safe than sorry.
And I’m still not hot. Alibaba drew in a muggy breath, feeling the sea air wrap around him like a silk blanket. Wish I knew how to control even that much. If people see me hugging fires in this weather- I don’t want them to think I’m….
He didn’t even know what they’d think.
Does it matter what they think? Pack weighing heavy on his shoulders, Alibaba made himself pick up one foot, then the other. A few more steps, and he’d be on Krait Island, home to Jahan’s daughter Sindukht, her husband Beniel, and what Jahan had gleefully described as a small barbarian horde of merchant offspring. I’m not staying. I’m just… going to figure something out to help fix Balbadd.
If it could be fixed. If Abhmad really had traded away the marine rights-
Then we take them back! He didn’t have that right; no king of Balbadd ever has the right to hurt her people. We’re kings to protect those rights, not sell them!
Not that he was a king. Ever. He just… had to do something.
“Don’t look so worried.” Jahan strode off onto the shore, pack on his own back holding samples of goods even as Aden’s men offloaded the rest of what he and Jahan intended to sell or disperse to other vessels here. “They’ll like you.”
“They’ll like the beads,” Alibaba muttered.
“Those, too.” Jahan smirked. “Watch your step. We don’t get that many salamander kraits this far from the flame vents, but once in a while they’ll come onshore looking for fish. They’d rather not bite you – but no one likes being stepped on.”