Chapter 2
Decision
"Guards, I demand an explanation!" Said the sultan surprised by such invasion.
"In order vezírův we arrested this woman," he said Ahmed proudly nasupil expecting praise.
Sultan girl in the red coat looked from head to toe. Beneath his beard he looked worried.
Rose did not know what to do, so she decided instead just to listen to her bearings. Sultan raised an eyebrow.
"What this woman did?" He asked a trader hovering party did not take at all into account.
"Uh ..." Ahmed looked embarrassed, because actually know what they are accused of.
"She stole my valuable vase. It's a dangerous thief, "he chimed into the conversation and Jafar stepped forward to deliver his words for emphasis.
Rose's eyes widened and vizier frowned.
"So I steal? And where I'm probably the vase? In your pants? "Angrily he threw his arms.
Everyone ignored her, it seemed that the sultan believes vizier, which for her did not look good. Rather damn bad.
"He can conjure?" He asked the sultan and his pudgy face turned to his trusted counselors.
"Not that I know of," said Jafar.
Yeah, if she could, would you a toaster! She screamed silently.
"In that case it close to the prison, and after audiences hear her in person!" He commanded the sultan as vigorously jumped up yet.
Rose guards grabbed by the arms and dragged her away.
"But sir ..." said the vizier. He tried to Gratifying affable tone, which with its eerie deep voice sounded a bit unbelievable. But the effort is valuable.
"Your Majesty need not bother such trifles. I like to take care of it myself ... "
"Yeah, the towers can handle everything," he added macaw on his shoulder.
The sultan looked at the receding red ball and thoughtfully said, "have you noticed that hair Jafar? As if being kissed by the sun, almost like liquid gold. "
"Rather sandstorm Majesty," said the sultan and Jafar interest in the girl, he was not looking forward.
"Is it something very special and interesting. We listen to it later. You take care of those ordinary thief. Perhaps the young man with the monkey, who continues to run. Now where is he? "
While the guards dragged Rose to jail, she began to think about what she saw. It seemed that the old man in bright clothes with her no evil intentions and that is perhaps even more power than the man in the black robe. After all sat on the throne as a piggy bank. Although he had been convinced that nothing stolen, which hopefully can handle. In life, he never had anything for nothing, everything had to win, and now wins for herself and her freedom.
Guard they came down somewhere down below the palace, where there was more darkness than light. The only thing here was very strange pyštění except that echoed from the ground torches and many bars on both sides.
Ahmed unlocked the big key, and especially for her, opened the heavy oak door, and together with Ramul Rose threw in a dark prison cell.
The only light came from a small window high enough so that nobody reached.
"Ouch, a little caution would not hurt!" Said Rose testily. He quickly tried to get up from the dirty country but one of the guards around her ankle clipped a chain leading to a heavy iron ball.
Rose let it without swearing, unfortunately, he had to capitulate and so began to dust off his only property, which she wore.
The sand was everywhere! She began to resent him.
Ahmed at her, pointed his finger and began to chuckle and a Ramul but finally slammed the door and left her alone.
Rose showed them erect middle finger, but that's only heard their retreating footsteps.
When she sighed heard except their breaths yet another.
She thought that it alone ... or not?
She turned to keep his eyes searched the dingy dungeon.
"Who's there?"
The whole time she watched a young man with a bare-chested So, wearing a dark jacket, but even so, his chest had seen more than enough. On his thick black hair had připlácnutý red fez and the lower part of his body once obscure the billowing white trousers with a crotch full of patches somewhere at the knees. Ah, I did not have shoes here about giving those who have lost them. At least it had in common.
"Hello," he said the young man with his leg strapped just like her.
Rose pushed her face from your unruly hair and looked at him as well as he could in the gloom.
It was quite nice, but it was not her type. And so, on a criminal would not stand still ...
But she wanted to know where he is, and so it decided to at least approximate the eye. "Hello," she said uncertainly.
"You're ... a woman?" He said.
Rose herself examined and eventually pinched face, "yeah, I look like a man?" Rose skeptismus at this place really thrown.
"No, no, it's just that women in prison do not close," he explained stranger.
Oh, it's about having different care, "she thought her eyes," but do not really know how things work around here, my first time here, "she said.
"And you?"
"I've been here for about the hundredth time," he said forcing them to smile.
"Even they produced special ties to Abu."
Faint whimper from the shadows revealed a small monkey that hung there on the wall, securely confined for four hands. Otherwise, very lightly brushed jail and brought the keys.
"They are at peace. The money it cost, they would last throughout at least ten years of life. "
"What you really closed?" Asked Rose. Not interested in her, but she wanted to gain his trust, and so feigned interest.
"For stealing food to market. But stealing just because I have to. Otherwise there is neuživím ... "he explained.
Another zkrachovalec, which go hand back, she thought wryly Rose.
"Aha," muttered Rose.
"How do they call you?"
"Aladdin," he said as he sat leaning against the stone wall behind him, pulled her legs up and put his hands on his knees.
"And you?"
"Rose."
"That does not sound Arabic ..." said Aladdin, "and I do not seem so."
"I'm from afar. Actually, I do not know where I am and how I got here, "Rose replied truthfully.
"Are you from India?" He said Aladdin.
"Why do you think?"
"One buyer offered me a statuette of a woman who had six hands to better appease the man's lust. He said that in India a living. What's hiding under the exotic robes? You're not there another four hands? "He asked Aladdin as if he might like to have.
Rose rolled her eyes blankly. It was not, therefore, to satisfy their lust, you moron! But all he did not tell him.
"No you do not, you have to look elsewhere."
"Show me, when I see, I will not believe you," he insisted curiously Aladdin.
Rose shrugged and stood up, walked a little farther away from him, then unbuttoned her coat. Similarly, he wanted to do a long time ago, because it was insanely sweaty.
"Now, where was I?" She asked, revealing his white jacket and dark dress knees. Answers already but none came. Aladdin stared at her open-mouthed, as if in my life seen even a hint of femininity. This was probably more than he expected.
Rose thought it would have the coat'd rather not have to undress. Well ... at least not before the young men starved.
"Your clothes," he pointed Aladdin and devoured every bit of her body, "you're a slave?"
"Why should I be?" She wondered what's on her clothing so strange about that?
The dungeon was indeed gloomy but he certainly could not help noticing the young man's red face.
"Well ... uh ... it ... you have no harem pants and your clothes rather more revealing than hiding," he stammered.
"I'm just somewhere else," she shrugged and watched Aladdinův view that hypnotized the end of her dress, as if hoping that he can lift them to be able to see what's underneath.
Thank God he was too shy to say so out loud.
"I'm not a whore, you know," she said Rose.
Aladdin blushed even more, probably just thinking that. Courtesan who escaped his master and he had her arrested.
"Sorry," held his hands in front of him and shook his head quickly, "nothing like I thought," I lied.
Certainly, she thought wryly.
Then came the rattle of keys in the lock, then at each other again cranked Rose prefer red fur, even though she knew that it probably soon baked.
Ahmed broke in with Ramul. The guard her without a word grabbed Ramul untied from the chain and carried her away.
"No!" He shouted Aladdin and lunged at them. But the chain is taut and young thief sprawled face on the floor about half a meter away from them.
Ramul He laughed loudly and slammed the door.
"But Daddy, you promised me that after audiences will be with me in the garden!" Scolded Princess Jasmine great sultan and made him a dog's eyes.
"Oh, my child, I'd really like to, but understand that I as ruler of the country's many duties," he explained patiently unhappy sultan. He really likes his daughter and wished him that he must devote some alien thief instead.
"Play prefer Raja," he said.
"I've been doing for two days and two nights," explained Princess stubbornly.
"And if this goes on, it becomes me Tiger. And if you do not fulfill the promises it'll be too naughty! "Said the princess, and threatening her hands on her hips.
"Okay so you can stay here with me until the whole thing solved now and then I will devote my dear, I promise," he added hastily ruler Sultan of Agrabah.
Princess her father again looked suspicious, but when she saw that it was sincere, ran to him and hugged him.
"Oh, Dad, I love you so much."
Jafar standing as the venerable mentor alongside them, rolled his eyes.
This heart-rending extortion listened almost daily and is equally boring result.
In these moments I am really praying that it did not make such a fate as stupid sultan.
Azzam himself because he had only one daughter, which was at the size of his numerous harem, who had not attended, unusual. He had no male heir, which took his place and became the next successor in the Arab dynasty, just a spoiled brat who had přidělával increasingly worries.
So silently endured another Jasmíniných uncomfortable glances on his person and then Lisan in favor with his father, for whom represented the entire world.
Disgusting.
When he finally opened the door and stepped guard, in the center of which dragged the blond beauty, firmly pulled her slender perhaps bony fingers around a golden stick as if it were her neck. Fortunately, the princess this matter to be settled quickly.
Jafar was waiting for them to come closer and she looks at him. And he was right. As the first truly she lifted her head and looked up at him.
The Vizier gave her a sly grin with slightly narrowed eyes. It was like a cobra ready to bite into her neck and let the venom into the body.
Rose frowned, but her expression changed to a little sympathetic, she imagined that she would sue just the guy in the black. If you let it, it will be after her.
She had to think of something fast.
Thus averted gaze to the throne where he sat that round little man with a beard like grandfather frost.
And to her surprise and beautiful girl in a blue dress reminiscent of sun-shining sky.
It was one word, gorgeous. And not in the least exaggerating.
Every man, when she passed, had drool.
Everyone in the hall But viewed Rose, did not wait and boldly took the floor first, "Highness, I am not a thief, I swear!" She blurted to his innocence.
She kept the Sultan and pleading eyes that he would not perhaps without a word not to be forgiven Jafar malice.
"Really child?" Said the vizier his intimidating voice that has now carried around like sweet honey.
Slow down several stairs and came closer to Rose.
At least one head and a half taller than her and she felt a little against him.
The guards retreated a few steps back and let it happen on the ground.
Rose after vizier glared full of hostility, and warned him to stay away from her ...
"Yes, from what I accuse not true!" She said, and clenched his fists.
Jafar had but their methods as someone upset and he always knew exactly where to clench his claws.
The figure approached her like a midnight shadow of him felt something dark, along with severe special spicy Asian scents, from which she nearly buckled his knees. Like her, no man yet not act, but she can stand it, it will not be distracted by its proximity nor intimidated by his words.
"Really? You steal a vase my vizier? So what did you do in the palace? "He asked the sultan from his throne, and she gave him a focus and lost the sense of the lurking figure who walked slowly around her like death itself, trying to unnerve her by.
Yet he showed what he is capable, but it had yet to learn.
"Your Highness ... I ..." she said, and her head was suddenly empty.
Now what the hell up?
When he tells his version of the truth, he'll send her straight to jail for Aladdin and do not ask her more.
"She does not know ... 'said Yago behind her to flinch and you prefer that bird plucked. Stupid bird.
"Sure I know, I ... I was looking for help," she threw up her hands helplessly and did not really lie.
Suddenly her Jafar from behind and leaned his voice heard Rose close to her ear, from which her shiver.
"Help?" He whispered, and literally savored her indecision, "which would help someone like you chased," his lips stretched into an even bigger grin.
He despised her and Rose foamed with blood. What would have happened if he had slapped?
Abruptly, she turned to him stood face to face, but his ill-considered action the better of it.
But he did not expect to be so close Jafar, God almost touching him with his lips! Eh!
He hurriedly took a step back and Jafar triumphant twinkle in his eyes. She was afraid of him and it made him feel good. Everyone was afraid of him, was the same as the neostřejší sword, and so it should be, such a ruler of Agrabah needed, not plump oven to recognize a lie from the truth.
Rose took a breath and turned back to the throne and the two characters waiting for an explanation.
If he can not lie, so she too!
"I traveled with my caravan, my native country is Hungary, away from the Ottoman Empire in the north. But we were attacked not far from here in the desert, everything we took, horses, supplies, money, all I could do was go to seek help and justice to the palace, "trying to play a convincing feelings to her tale sounded plausible and even sniffed nose like she was about to cry.
Meanwhile, Jafar she walked around in a circle and stood with his back to the throne and the Rose face.
"I doubt it," his dark eyes focused in her and Rose stared back.
"Do you think I'm lying? Look at my dress, worn by anyone here something like that? "She asked, and parted his coat.
Jasmine was curious and came closer to have a look.
Rose drew a big card, that was obvious, he was not allowed to lose.
"I believe it, Father," Jasmine turned her cheek to the sultan and nodded. Rose then took a hand and ran her fingers across his palm, as if to make sure that they are fine and did not touch the hard work.
"Yes, it looks like an alien," he muttered the Sultan and ran a hand over his face thoughtfully.
"Everyone in my group are dead, and I have nowhere to go, I have no money," added Rose, showing empty palm, like a child begging for candy.
"Father is here alone, see? The poor have nowhere to go and I have so little opportunity to someone from outside to talk, "Jasmine blinked pleadingly.
Rose had sensed victory. It was within reach!
"Your Highness that you really want to believe? The absurd fairy tale? Those I heard from thousands of thieves, "slammed the late Jafar exasperated his staff on the floor to win attention.
"Do not be blind Jafar, how would probably have found itself if you have no other explanation, no reason to not believe it," interjected the princess even though, according to Muslim culture should not interfere in such matters not.
The sultan was not to his only daughter very benevolent.
"Please Father, be my companion, Jasmine ran to the throne, stroking his father's shoulder as if he pleaded.
"In the interest of your safety princess, I would like to note that this is a very courageous act, you should not trust someone you do not even know," he tried to warn her vizier and even demolish everything in their favor but Jasmine was determined.
She wanted her at any cost.
"It does not look like a thief or a murderer, father, desperate and alone, after all you can not send you to prison, it's as old as I am. Do not hurt her. "
"Good daughter, I understand your loneliness, since she died, my beloved wife, you're so lonely baby ..." she patted her hand and nodded.
"Thank you, Dad, I love you so much!"
"Well, now let's go into the garden, I promised it and those Jafar, take care of the girl and her comfort, certainly needs a wash, eat and change clothes after that terrible event," said the sultan leaving hovering over his shoulder for a pair ...
Rose came to the prison and met there someone with whom you will have fun. :-)
Aladdin in there for a little while, while we will deal with the main heroine from another world.
Rose struggles, they must spend all their weapons and skills to survive, and it will not be easy. We will have to lie, but here we see that the lie has its own fruit, if she did not, he would be waiting for death. Now it has become a companion Jasmine. Spoiled princess living in luxury.
So far it is safe, but not for long, as you will learn in the next chapter, which will have Rose and Jafar small performances. Prepare nerves, he will definitely need, going downhill.
I look forward to your comments!