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her up, but she swatted his hand away and began to back up against the wall.

“Guards, guards!” she cried. “Your princess needs help!”

The door slammed open as two guards entered the room.

“Help me, please!” Aella screamed, with tears running down her cheeks. “The outlander attacked me and he was going to rape me!”

The guards looked at Sinbad, who towered over the princess. He raised his arms in defense.

“It’s not what it looks like!” said Sinbad. “You’re being duped. She’s lying!”

“Step away, defiler!” said one of the guards. “Lay not another hand on the princess!” The man’s voice boomed. The two guards vaulted from the doorway.

They were gaunt giants of men, no bigger in girth than Sinbad but several inches taller. Their skin was a darker shade of chartreuse. In their hands, they each carried very heavy swords.

One of them grabbed Sinbad by the throat and slammed him against the wall. The other sentinel helped Aella to her feet and covered her with a blanket.

“Are you all right, your highness?” he asked her. “Did this animal hurt you?”

“He came in here trying to escape,” Aella sobbed, “then he saw me coming out of my bath and threw me down, and got on top of me like a wild animal.”

“Lies! All lies!” Sinbad shouted.

“Silence, you cur!” said his captor, delivering a punch to Sinbad’s stomach. “What do you wish us to do, my princess? Kill him…or worse.” The guard’s sword ran from Sinbad’s chest to all the way to his groin.

Aella held on to the blanket tightly. “No. He shall die in the arena like the dog he is tomorrow by the hands of the Kurwani. Now take him away!”

The guards bowed to her. “At once, your highness,” they both said in unison and dragged Sinbad out of the room.

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