Zarqa tried the door of her bedroom for the umpteenth time that morning, but it was locked from the outside.
Wael had dragged her gracelessly there and made sure she was not to leave until he figured out what to do with her.
From his point of view, every one of her actions the night before had been suspicious, and their conversation about Arslan's death might have just worsened that perception.
She didn't think he would ever believe her if she told him of her future vision ability.
Looking back to the window, she watched the bright disk of the sun climbing the sky slowly, shifting its hue gently from dark blue to purple.
Morjana, who had woken up not long after they were brought back, began to fly around frantically in search of Ali Baba.
Zarqa couldn't help but worry over the boy and those who would be shouldering the weight of what they had done.
She apologized to Sindbad and the others inwardly.
