Arabian Wizards

Chapter 1

“My lord,” said Jaldir, king of the Arabian wizards, while bowing “to show proof of our loyalty I offer you one of my children in this room.” Arabia is actually a sky kingdom above the Middle East.

Jaldir and Lord Voldemort were standing in a room with only a mirror in it, through this mirror Voldemort could look into any room of the Palace and see either present or past of the room. The mirror showed them another room with 20 or so people, male and female. As Voldemort looked at the children of Jaldir he wondered what he should do with the person he chose, if he declined Jaldir will be extremely offended. Of course he had this many children because of his multiple wives and through an adoption or two.

The room the two were looking into was a sitting room. It had been changed in style so it would be more comfortable to the Arabians. It had drapes of blue and purple hanging throughout the room. It was pretty warm in the room to accommodate for the climate change of the Arabians. It didn’t really have any chairs but cushions throughout the room, the cushions were big and small so the Arabians could choose depending on their individual preferences. It was the picture straight out of the story Arabian Nights.

He was just about to just choose randomly when he caught sight of someone in the far corner. The boy was simply breathtaking. About 5 feet 2 inches he looked about the age of a seventeen year old. Delicate and graceful the boy had jet black hair down to his mid back, jade eyes and a light caramel complexion. Wearing what looked like a pair of black silk loose pants and a simple violet vest-like shirt. He was also bare foot and lounging on a stack of cushions reading a book. It seemed, from the interactions of the people around him, that he was liked by few, almost being shunned, but he seemed to be used to it.

-I must talk to Lucius and Severus, this boy is beautiful and I think that he would match us perfectly-

“I will need a few hours to think about it,” said Lord Voldemort.
“Take as much time as you want, My Lord,” Jaldir replied.

With that the Dark Lord nodded, spun around and strode out of the room. Mentally he called for his lovers through their soul bond. The reason the Dark Lord thought his mates will not mind him asking about the boy was simple. They were bonded but they all felt that something was missing. Probably because all three of the men are normally aloof, they are rough around the edges and the boy might soften them.
-~Lucius, Severus, could you meet me in our suite? I have something to discuss~-

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The Palace the Dark Lord lived in was on a sky island, but unlike most sky islands this one floated around to hinder any attacks, most sky islands have a fixed place. The only way to get onto the Palace is through a floo room in England that one comes into, then is background checked, given a name tag, a spell is then put on the wand that makes it short out if the holder tries to attack anyone in the Palace, and all weapons are confiscated. This is the only way into and out of the Palace. (Except for a few people who live in the Palace then they are keyed into the wards, there are a lot of live-ins but only a few are keyed into the wards) The Palace has extensive grounds with gardens, a wild forest, a lake and river, stables, as well as a few farms so the Palace is completely self-sufficient, to this end there schools for the children of those who work and live at the Palace. (a black-smith, jewelers, carpenters, seamstress/tailors, artist, cooks, gardeners, entertainers, repairman, hunters, animal caretakers etc., though some things that aren‘t needed but are wanted will be bought) The Palace it-self has three wings (looks like a three pointed star with the entrance is the center point with the wings going outward), three floors and a dungeon and a couple of towers, as well as attics for storage. The first wing (left) is for guests and anything they might need with entertainment on the first floor, there are different sized suites for those who bring their family. The second wing (right) is offices and such. The third wing (middle) is for people who live in the Palace (only those who work in the Palace itself along with their families in suites the rest are living in out-buildings/houses) the 1st floor is entertainment, the 2nd floor are workers, servants, secretaries, etc., the 3rd floor was for the Dark Lord and close friends and family. There are four towers with eight floors, in the middle and at the ends of the wings, these are used for research and experiments, the middle tower is a giant library. Only those that have business or belong there is allowed into each wing. (The towers have a separate outside corridor to get to them without going into the different wings.) The purpose of the dungeons is obvious, prisoners, torture, things one expects in a dungeon. On the first floor of each wing there is a public eating room, though in each personal suite there is a private eating room.

In the Dark Lord’s suite, as one first enters, there is a sitting room used for the people who visit but are not close to them . On the left side wall there is a door that leads to a small bathroom with only a toilet and sink. On the far side of the entrance there is another door. Through that door one will find a study with a desk for each of the men and that’s about it. There are three more doors one on each wall. The left is a small private eating room. The right door is a personal library with comfortable chairs throughout the room. The last door leads to private sitting room/den with a door on the far side. That leads to a large bedroom with a walk-in closet, a couple wardrobes and dressers. In the middle of the room there is a huge bed, take a king bed and multiply by two. On the left there is another door. That leads to a giant bathroom. There is a toilet and sink, obviously, then there is a large shower that will fit several people at once. A giant bathtub that doubles as a Jacuzzi in the middle of the room, it is a good 4 feet deep, bigger than the bed in the bedroom, there are seats around the inside of the tub with a few steps to get in the tub.
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As Voldemort walks in he goes straight to the den. Inside he sees his two lovers sitting comfortably together on a couch. They looked up when he came in.
“What did you need to talk about, Tom?” Lucius asked. (Only close friends and his lovers are allowed to call him this, everybody else was to call him My Lord or Lord Voldemort or something along those lines. Tom is a personal name and anybody else who uses will find themselves in serious trouble)
“The Arabian king, Jaldir, has finally come to prove his loyalty.”
“And?” asked Severus.
“He has decided to prove his loyalty by giving me one of his children, all of them are in their late teens and early twenties.”
“That‘s… unusual,” Lucius.
“And?” Severus.
“I was going to just choose one at random but one of them caught my eye. He is very beautiful and from what I can tell from the way he acted and his attitude I think he is what is missing in our bond. I wanted to ask you two what you felt about it. If you would like to forget about it then I can choose another,” Tom added quickly
“Are you sure?” Severus.
“I don‘t know…” Lucius.
“Yes I think I am sure but if you are uncomfortable with it Lucius I’ll forget about it; I‘d do anything for you,” Tom answered with a sinking heart.
“I meant that he might not want to be with us, or resent us for taking him from his home and family, or if Jaldir only meant him to be a secretary or some such. And I know you would do anything for me, Tom, if I asked but you just misunderstood me,” Lucius reassured Tom with a hidden smile. Tom really would do anything he or Severus asked or even hinted at wanting. Lucuis remembered one time a lesser potions master had openly claimed Severus was a fraud at a lecture Severus was giving, Severus had been furious but had decided to try and black-ball the lesser master in the potions profession. The next day when Severus returned home he was greeted by an excited Tom (he was literally vibrating with excitement), who proceeded to pull Severus to the dungeons. Turns out Tom had felt Severus become upset through the bond and had taken the information of the insolent wretch from his mate‘s mind. Not only had Tom black-balled the wretch from any profession he had promptly kidnapped him and proceeded to begin torture in the dungeons. As soon as Severus entered the dungeons he heard the screams. He watched as Tom personally tortured the wretch for a half hour then cut both his hands off and cauterized them so they could not be reattached. Then he sent the little bastard on his merry way.
Tom let out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. “From what I could see none of his other siblings seemed to like him and I think Jaldir expected me take his child in this way. Just by the way he said it ‘I offer you one of my children‘ not ‘I offer you the services of one of my children.’ And if he resents being taken away we can offer an indefinite open invitation for his friends and family, and periodic vacations back to Arabia. If he doesn‘t want to be with us… since when have we backed down from a challenge?”
“I suppose we should go see the boy at least,” Severus. They all agreed and quickly left the room.

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Loki was bored. That’s all there was to it. He had been reading a book but had finished it and now had nothing to do. There was nobody to talk to since the two siblings that actually liked him weren’t here. He didn’t know why a lot of his family didn’t like him, maybe because he was different or learned faster or he was adopted. Jaldir could be a little indifferent but Loki knew he cared for all of his children. His mother, Genia, on the other hand made up for his father‘s slight indifference with enough caring for three mothers, not that Loki minded. He had two friends/siblings that he was best friends with Hasha, daughter with Jaldir’s 1st wife Nenia, and Jenner, adopted with Jaldir’s 4th wife who was the younger sister of Nenia, Sonya. Jaldir had 4 wives total Nenia, Bita, Genia and Sonya, he also had around 32 kids including 7 other adopted children. Loki had decided to come to the Palace to be able to see new places, he had always liked traveling. He new what he was waiting in this room for but he figured his chances of being picked are slim at best, it‘s not like he was special or beautiful in any way. A few of the girls and a couple boys were sure they would be picked for their Lord’s bed, currently they were arguing of who would be picked.

- Good at least it keeps them from harassing me.-

He hated that he was so small and delicate looking, many of his brothers and their friends find it amusing to chase and try to beat the crap out of Loki. Lucky for him Loki was ridiculously fast, knew some ways to physically defend himself and was strong magically. Apparently Adali, the most spoiled of his sisters and 1st born daughter whose mother was also Nenia, was winning the fight of who would be picked. Adali thought she was the most beautiful, intelligent and popular female on this and all other planes of existence. Five minutes later she won the fight of who was going to be picked. She quickly grew bored and looked for something to do when her eyes fell on Loki. She smirked and confidently made her way to his corner.

::I don‘t know why you‘re even here Loki, it‘s not like they are going to pick someone so stupid and ugly,:: she said with a smirk.
::I wanted to…::
::To what?:: Adali interrupted, ::To be rejected and prove how worthless you are? I could have told you that without Daddy wasting his money bringing you here.:: She and her gaggle of brainless cronies snickered. ::Look you‘re not even dressed up or anything. Maybe I should…:: Right as she was saying this the door started to open and she quickly made her way to the front of the room.

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When the three lovers returned to the Mirror room Jaldir wasn’t there. They said his name to the mirror and it showed he was in the guest wing eating room having diner. Next Tom called “Arabian sitting room” The 1st thing they noticed was that 6 or 7 of the people in the room were fighting and were surrounded by most of the rest of the people in the room. Lucius and Tom didn’t know what they were arguing about because it was in Arabic and they didn’t know that language. Only once Severus started to snicker did they remember he knew the language.

“What are they arguing about?” Tom.
“It seems pretty heated.” Lucius.
“It seems that who you chose is irrelevant Tom. They are deciding who will be picked for your bed amongst themselves. Ah, apparently we will choose the 1st born daughter, Adali. Now, which one are we looking at?” Severus.
“The one in the far corner. He is wearing black pants and a violet shirt.” Tom.

The other two looked in the corners until they saw the boy, he was almost completely blocked from view by the rest of the standing people. As Lucius and Severus started to look at him they saw Adali make her way over to him. She started to talk to him but by the way the boy reacted whatever she was saying was not nice.

“He is beautiful. What is she saying?” Lucius.
“She is asking him why he is here when everybody knows he won‘t be picked because he is too stupid and ugly. She says if he wanted to know how worthless he was she could have told him. Then goes onto say that he didn‘t even dress up.”

Just then the doors started to open and Jaldir came in followed by a couple of servants carrying some food and drinks. Apparently Jaldir wants them to become used to speaking English because that is the language he uses when he starts talking.

“Here is some refreshment if any one wants it.” Jaldir.
“Oh, Daddy has he made his decision yet?” asked Adali with a heavy accent.
“No our Lord has not chosen yet, he has asked for some time to decide. Until then we will wait, he will call me when he makes his decision. I don‘t know if he will come here and actually meet you all in person or not. Loki you should take something, I saw that you didn‘t eat any breakfast, you too Hilen.” Jaldir.
“Sorry Father, I guess I‘m just nervous,” said Loki, his English coming out much smoother that his sister’s.
“That goes for me as well Father,” commented a darker skinned boy with saphire eyes, apparently Hilen. (Hilen is not best friends with Loki but they are friendly to each other)
“Why would you two be nervous? I am the one most likely picked,” taunted Adali with a snotty air around her.
“Adali, you don‘t know that and it is up to our Lord to choose. Do not be too pride-full, my daughter.” Jaldir
“Sorry Father.” Adali

Severus turned toward Tom and Lucius and asked “Should we go into meet them?”
“Yes I think that would be a fine idea.” Lucuis
Tom just nodded but his lovers could tell he was excited.