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As Judal awoke, he found himself lying down on a large, soft bed. He felt the satin sheets under his body and a silk pillow on which his head rested.
The magi felt very tired and weary, yet he still managed to sit up straight. He found himself looking at a muscular man who seemed to be of higher class.
Judal kneeled as he faced the kingly stranger and then hung his head low.
"How are you feeling?"
Judal instantly looked back up at the man, surprised by the question. Not knowing what else to do, Judal did what he thought was best and responded sincerely to the man.
"Quite tired, but other than that I'm fine."
The stranger nodded his head, as if to say that was the answer he wanted to hear.
"Good. Now, Judal, tell me, why were you here in Sindria unconscious?"
Judal cocked his head to the side and just blinked in response.
"J-Judal?"
"Yes, Judal. What, do you not even know your own name?"
"N-No sir..."
The stranger's eyes widened and his jaw dropped a little bit.
"What...?" "I-I don't know my name sir..."
The man closed his mouth and then nodded.
"I see...Do you know what happened to you before you ended up here?"
"N-No sir..."
The stranger nodded once more and sighed. He took off what appeared to be a crown from his head and held it to his chest.
"Well then, I think I've asked you enough questions. I think you deserve to know my name, since I already know yours. You may call me Sinbad. Your name is Judal."
"Judal..."
Sinbad hung his head low and placed his crown back on his head. He looked back up at Judal and smiled warmly.
"This is my palace. I am the king of Sindria, and right now, that'w where you are."
"Sindria? What peculiar name..."
Sinbad chuckled at Judal's remark and continued to smile.
"So...You're a king?"
"Yes."
Judal gasped and then cupped his hands over his mouth.
"Then I should've addressed you formally. My apologies your majesty."
Judal bowed down, not noticing the astonished look on Sinbad's face as he made the gesture. As the magi sat back up he held his hands together as if making a prayer and smiled.
"I'm honored to be in your presence. I apologize if interrupted anything important."
"N-No...I-I wasn't doing anything important around the time. I was just taking a walk around the kingdom and I happened to find you unconscious."
"Well, then I thank you for your hospitality."
Sinbad's face stayed in its astonished form. He had never even imagined that those words would ever come out of Judal's mouth, but they did, and they were.
"O-Of course Judal."
"Well, I should probably go. It's no place for a king to help someone they don't even know."
"But I do know you Judal."
Judal looked at the king with a look of shock.
"You do?"
"Of course! How else do you think I would know your name?"
"But I don't know you."
"Yet I know you."
Judal was about to speak again but then remembered that he had no place to argue with a king, especially one that had been so kind to him.
"I apologize your majesty."
"For what?"
"For arguing with your decision."
"That's no reason to apologize."
"But you're a king."
"And you're a magi."
"What's a magi?"
Sinbad's expression turned into a look of extreme surprise.
"You don't know what a magi is?"
"No. Why, should I know what it is?"
Sinbad was about to speak but then stopped as he pondered to himself, "Judal has no memory of who he is...Maybe I can...No...It isn't right to manipulate people...But...It's going to be hard to explain what a magi is...Maybe I can do it later...I mean, it isn't a bad thing if you tell them at one point...Right?"
Sinbad shook his head and continued to smile warmly at Judal.
"No, it's nothing important really."
"Oh, alright."
"But what is important is how you got here."
"I...I don't even know who I am your majesty..."
"I know, and I'm going to help you."
"Really?"
Sinbad nodded and then turned to look at Judal's wand and jewelry which were on his nightstand. He turned to look at Judal once more and then smiled.
"Follow me. You're going to have to meet my generals first."