Chapter 15: The Wizard’s Castle
The magical carpet of Akar the wizard flew through the air so rapidly that the wind rushed by them with a howl like a wolf at moonrise. Nothing could be heard above that eerie whine, so no one spoke as they traveled. Akar sat upright in the center of the carpet, enjoying his moment of triumph.
After the first few minutes of disorientation, Jafar al-Sharif opened his eyes again. Despite his fear, he had an act to perform. If he was supposed to be a mighty wizard, such a journey might startle him but it certainly wouldn’t leave him quivering. He and Selima would survive only as long as Akar believed their story, so he had to convince the wizard he was telling the truth.
As he looked around once more Jafar noticed they were so high up that they could barely
