A loud and ferocious noise outside distracted him for a moment. The tiger and the Jinn must have met in the stairway. Jafar smiled and wished each success in its attempt to kill the other, then turned back to the case full of rings.
Jafar had watched carefully as the wizard had used his magical rings to control his various servants. If Jafar could get some of that power for himself, perhaps there was still a chance he and Selima might escape from this castle alive. There was only one problem: In order to make the ring work, Akar had to name the particular spirit he was summoning. Jafar did not know the names of the different spirits, nor which name went with which ring—except for one.
Scanning the rows quickly, he found the one he’d been searching for: a simple brass ring with a stone of
