My first try at fan-fictioning, this is just a short little intro chapter, the ones after this will be longer!
Chapter 1
Aurora and Mulan walked across the desert under the hot sun. A desert in the middle of the enchanted forest, Aurora heard stories once about it but never come across it. Her lips were dry, brown hair sweaty and her stomach hurt. The days since Mulan put her heart back and they had set off, seemed long. As usual she had endless time to think, especially with a reluctance to sleep.
It took days after Cora told her Philip could be saved for it to sink in. As if this was a dream before finding out reality wins. Her and Mulan had raced off into the dark that night as partners, but it was an icy alliance. By the end of this one would have their heart broken. Aurora felt deep down Philip loved her and platonically respected Mulan, but only he knows the truth of his feelings. Aurora regretted how Mulan would hurt when Philip turns her down. Aurora knew Mulan's hard exterior is a front for an emotionally vulnerable soul, not letting people in to protect herself. But to her Philip was likely a light, the one who could answer her need for love. And she will lose him twice.
Aurora knew she still had to prove herself to Mulan. Aside from Mulan doing all the hunting, during Aurora's watch Mulan only pretended to sleep, ready to attack any intruder or thief. She didn't trust Aurora enough to rely on her watch.
As Aurora remembered this, she heard hooves coming up behind them. Her and Mulan turned to see a caravan headed down the desert road. On it were a number of posh carpets, and a colourfully dressed black haired, brown skin young man, or teenager, she couldn't tell. He sat beside young gypsy women, enough room in the cart for them all.
"Slow down!" he told the driver, a rugged large man sitting in front of two horses, whips drawn. "More beautiful ladies, we have to stop for that" the young man exclaimed as the caravan slowed and halted.
"I believe you can fit up here" he said, gesturing to space on the caravan. "Just as long as you don't cut me with that sword" he jested.
"You can't be cut by a sheathed sword" Mulan replied icily. "We will accept your offer" she continued, climbing on board.
"Well alright then" the man said, more seriously and seemingly getting the hint. Aurora joined them, sitting beside Mulan. The sword was indeed an awkward fit on the cart, if safe.
"May I ask your names then, warrior princess and lovely flower" he slickly continued as the caravan bounced on.
"I'm Aurora" she said, enthusiastically.
"Mulan" Mulan stated, less so.
"Well I'm no prince, but with you two on board and my other beautiful companions I sure feel like one." he said, motioning to the gypsy riders on deck. "This is Ayesha, Rona, and Shia, my driver is Eguri, and my name is Aladdin. It's a pleasure to meet you."