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Dear Sinbad (Sinbad x reader) part 3

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Alright, now he was confused, what had just happened? The mister with the white hair seemed about to faint and the king was crying! “Mom... What have you written?” he asked internally.
Finally, he took the letter from the king’s hands and read it quickly. Now he was the one who was about to faint. He an heir prince? Was the king his father? WHAT ON EARTH? “Ok, this is too much” was his thought before fainting on the ground. The noise brought the two adults to reality.
Sinbad realised two things, one: his son was on the ground with the letter of [First name] and two: he was crying. He dried his tears and took the letter and his son from the ground.
Ja’far was realising what had just happened when Sinbad handed him over the letter and, with flickering hands, took the letter. When he ended his reading he fell to the ground and, just like the king, bitter tears fell of his eyes. His beloved cousin, the one who was like a sister for him, was dead, she was actually dead. And didn’t notice anything! It was a lie when someone said “If one of your beloved if suffering of dying you will notice it.” Or maybe he felt it but he thought that it was a nightmare or something like that. By the time that he stood up from the ground Sinbad had taken the boy to his room and put him on the bed.
When Adras woke up he found himself in an opulent room, but not excessively luxurious, the pillow was made of feathers, the bed sheet of silk and on the ground a Persian carpet. Those were the first signs of that wasn’t his room and that he wasn’t at home. Instead, he was far, far away, in the Sindria’s royal palace. Suddenly all the information of his mother’s letter came all at once to his mind, he had found his father, he had discovered his real position in the world.
- -Mom, I know you loved the secrets but, this is too much. – He whispered. Then someone spoke in response.
- -I totally agree with you, Adras. – The voice of the king resounded through the bedroom. He turned his head to see him next to the window. It was already the lunch time. – Your mother was the mystery that I loved the most and the one I never could solve.
- -Then, then why did you never look for her? – asked the boy, not surprising the king. He was expecting something like that.
- -I thought that she had found happiness somewhere else, with someone else. – Sinbad answered, looking to the sea and remembered how much he loved imagining that someday without expecting it, she would come in one of the ships which arrived daily to the harbour. – You never had a father, right?
- -No, I have a grand-father, but not a father. – He replied sadly. Sinbad felt how his heart squeezed painfully, he wasn’t sure but he needed to try it.
- -Adras, – he called the boy with a bit of hesitation. He looked into the king’s golden eyes. – I think that you know this but, having a child doesn’t turn a man in to a father as a piano doesn’t make him a pianist. Still, I want to become your father. Would you let me? – Adras could see the hope and the fear in his eyes, although he wasn’t convinced of it, he wanted it too.
- -Okay. – The boy said for Sin’s relief. He smiled happily and walk until the bed. He sat at his son’s side and messed his hair up. He blushed for the act.
- -When I was a child I was very close to my father, but I hated that he did this. It made me feel as if I was a child, even if I was. – He told Adras, a bit curious for his reaction. But, man, now he understood his father; and he had lost so many things! So, so many! In this way he could feel, even if it was just a bit, why his father always did that. It made him feel that he had a child.
- -I-is that so? I always wanted that you did it. – Adras said honestly. – When I went to the market with mum, I always saw the children that were angry with their fathers for doing it. So I always envied them, because they had what I wanted. B-but now it is okay, I just wish had found you sooner.
- -Me too. I think that [First name], I mean, your mother, didn’t come back cause she thought that perhaps I had found someone else, or even that I had my own family. And she didn’t want to break it. She was too kind for her own sake or yours. – He said to Adras, the younger brunette smiled sadly and nodded his head. – Well! I think it’s time for us to lunch!
- -L-lunch? But how are you going to explain... – Adras couldn’t believe how unworried was his father about the matter of explaining who he was.
- -Don’t worry, don’t worry, son! It will be okay! – The oldest said with a wide smile in his face. He was so happy that he didn’t care at all what the others would say.
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- -Sinbad-ojisan. – Aladdin called, warning everyone that he had entered in the room. Now they finally could have lunch. But then he noticed a young boy behind him, he had about Alibaba’s age. – Who’s the Onii-san behind you? – He asked kindly, with a warm smile. The ruth liked pretty much that person, just like it liked Sinbad-ojisan.
- -Everyone, please pay attention to me. – said Sinbad passing an arm behind Adras shoulders. He didn’t need to say it but anyway he did. – He is my son, Adras.
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AliceSkyline's avatar
wow please continue ! interesting story owo