Hey all. Welcome to the sequel for Book One of my other story "Child" (find it in the Disney category.)

Before I start, I want to thank everyone who added Child to their favourite story list, and as a thank you gift, I sent you all an invitation to be the first ones to read the sequel. Thanks to all!

Anyways, for anyone who hasn't read Child, this is a story about Aladdin and Jasmine's twins, Miraj and Mirah. Miraj has been raised in royalty throughout his life, but Mirah was kidnapped as a child and is just beginning to get the hang of royalty (If you want to know how, read Child: Book One!)

So, without further a do, enjoy the story!!

P.S: I just learned that 'Miraj' means 'Ascension'

A young man of about fifteen years of age looked out of his chariot. His eyes fell on a large marble building out in the distance. He motioned to his vizier.

"That," he said, pointing to the building, "That is Agrabah, correct?"

"Yes, Prince Hakeem. The great city of Agrabah. That is where the beautiful Princess Mirah waits" The vizier replied.

Hakeem gave the vizier a smug smile. He brushed away a strand of jet black hair and fixed his large turban.

"What will you do when you meet her, your Majesty?"

"It's quite simple, actually. I know she'll immediately fall for me, and when she does, we'll get married as soon as possible. Then, she can bear me some sons, to take over my kingdom. That is a woman's only duty." He leaned back into his seat. "It's perfect. I can't wait to meet the beautiful…"

"…Princess Mirah of Agrabah lives there? That's quite a large place."

"The Palace of Agrabah is one of the largest in the lands, Prince Salih."

Salih smiled, but it quickly became a frown. The vizier noticed this.

"What is it, your Majesty?"

"Oh, nothing, Fahad. It's just that maybe she won't like me."

"Your Majesty, don't talk such nonsense. You're handsome, brave, courageous, smart and, most importantly, you're a Prince. She'll fall for you in no time."

"Yeah, I guess your right."

"AH-CHOO!"

"Princess, are you alright?"

A maid handed Mirah a cotton napkin on a platter. She took it, thanked the maid, and wiped her nose with it.

"I'm fine." Mirah replied. She fixed a blue headband on her head and lifted a foot. A maid crouched down and slipped a slipper on it. Mirah frowned slightly as she lifted the other foot. She never got used to maids doing everything for her, including putting shoes on.

Just then, the door of her large room opened. It was her mother, Queen Jasmine.

The three maids bowed as she made her way into the room. Mirah dismissed the maids.

"So, are you ready yet?" Jasmine asked as soon as the door closed.

Mirah shrugged. "I don't know. I'm pretty nervous about this."

"Don't worry. Just follow your instincts. Besides, if you need to drive a boy out of the Palace, I'm an expert."

Ahh, I suck at first chapters.

Anyways, please don't forget to read and review! (comments are nice, constructive criticism are okay, flames are NOT)