Kougyoku leaned forward in her chair, intent on Ka Kobun’s report. “Sinbad left the traveler’s inn?”
“With his entourage.” Her assistant frowned. “All two of them. What is the man thinking? If he’s truly missing his Vessels then his Household has no power of their own. Er – well, aside from the Fanalis, and that odd ability to block a Djinn’s magic….”
Kougyoku nibbled a knuckle, thinking about that. If Sinbad of Sindria could melt her Equip – Merhdad couldn’t even manage a Weapons Equip, surely the king could handle him.
…If he ever intended to keep his word in the first place.
“I don’t believe it,” Kougyoku mumbled into her hand. “He’s supposed to be… well… he wouldn’t do that to a lady!”
Maybe not to a lady. But given the growing tension between Sindria and the Kou Empire – the Emperor kept saying there would be peace, but her brothers privately admitted that was to buy enough time to build a proper navy – Sinbad might do it to the Empire’s representative. Maybe.
She raised her eyes to her assistant, who looked worried behind his facepaint. “Do you think he thinks I don’t have power, Ka Kobun?”
“Of course not, Princess! Why, you are-”
“This is serious,” Kougyoku insisted. “I’m not as clever as Koumei, we both know that. And things here are a lot more complicated than the Banker said they were.”
Ka Kobun hesitated, then gathered up his robes and sat down. “I think King Sinbad is used to being very, very powerful, Princess. I’m not sure he’s as afraid of the Kou Empire as he should be.”