You were always recognized for your healing magic.

A great doctor you had became as life went on, many opportunities opening for you as soon as you started making the best out of your talent.

Finding a work was never difficult for you; on the contrary, many contracts where offered to you from all countries around the globe; Kou, Reim, Immuchak, Artemyra and the list goes on, but there was an offer you couldn't refuse: Sindria.

And so you left your natal country for the sake of your passion and vocation, traveling all the way to the small island after signing a contract with the King himself.

As you descend from the ship and to the docks, your eyes widen a bit when you hear your name being called. Turning around, your (e/c) eyes meet golden ones.

"It's a pleasure, my name's Sinbad. I'm the king of this country," he introduces.

"Oh my, the pleasure is all mine. Thank you so much for the work offer, I'm very grateful for the opportunity." You smile at him

He flashes you a bright smile.

"I look forward you working with us, (Y/n)." he pats your head lightly, "My friend here will show you around the island and then the palace. Ja'far, I leave her in your hands."

Your eyes flicker from the purplette king to a shorter male, pale and with white snow hair. He nods.

"Of course. My name is Ja'far, I'm King Sinbad's advisor and I'll be your guide for the day." He politely dips his head.

"(L/n) (y/n), I'm under your care for the day." You bow slightly.

Their rukhs where connected, their futures tied and their paths had just crossed, but they had yet to find out their fate; a fate together.

Maybe the situation could have been more romantic, considering nothing too revealing happened that day, or the following ones, but one thing was, is, and will forever be sure from that day, and it's that that's how you met.