" You must be kidding me!" A yell cut sharply through the air. The window shutters flung outward and hit the wall hard as a strong wind picked within the room, lifting several objects into the air, the lamps' light dimming and flickering all the same as the voice wailed again within the cacophony. " You want to keep her here?! You can't! I will not approve of it! Get her out! She is not welcome!"
That much they could deduce from the ruckus.
Sindbad, Jaber, and Ali Baba tensed as they reached for their weapons, albeit failing to identify the threat. How to fight something you couldn't see?
Buddur looked worriedly at Aladdin who heaved a deep sigh and pulled his hand away from his wife's waist. " My my, it's so unusual of you to make yourself known like that." He rubbed the silver ring on his right hand ever so gently, as if it were made of thin glass. " Shula…"