Chapter 2
I rolled over not fully awake my eyes still close and breathing still deep. I felt something on my arm; I opened my eyes slightly to see Aladdin looking at me I gazed into his eyes for a moment.
"Hello." He smiled.
"Good morning!" I yawned.
Aladdin's POV:
I was woken up by something rolling into me; I opened my eyes to see Jasmine's sleeping face. She was like an angle, breathing softly. I moved my arm so it was touching hers and smiled when she stirred. Her eyes slowly fluttered open and she gazed into mine.
"Hello." I smiled.
"Good morning." she yawned.
"We should get up now, wonder round see if there's anything to do." I thought aloud.
"Aladdin?" asked Jasmine. "Could you show me around the market?"
"Sure, if that's what you want." We got up and Jasmine went to go wash her face. She came back in and gasped. I turned. "What's wrong?" I said alarmed.
"Your arm! It's all cut!" I twisted my head to see a gash on my arm.
"Oh how'd that get there?" I wondered.
"Come here!" Jasmine took my arm and got a damp cloth; she patted my wound and poured warm water on it. I winced as the scar stung.
"There!" she said, "All done! Now what about that tour?"
"Right, come on!" I said leading her out the door, when we stepped out we looked up to see dark brooding clouds glaring down at us. We took one step of the porch and there stood the palace guards.
"Why we meet again street rat!"
Jasmine's PVO:
We stepped of the porch and ran straight into the guards.
"Why we meet again street rat!" he laughed threateningly and grabbed me by my hair, yanking and dragging. I screamed, trying to hit any part of him I could.
"Let go of her!" Aladdin yelled, kicking him in the stomach. The other guards grabbed him pulling him back, as he glowered at the Captain.
"You two are coming with us!" said the Captain.
"Why she coming she's done nothing wrong!" Aladdin shouted.
"You'll soon see." They put hand cuffs on us twisting our arms whilst they did.
I grimaced in pain, biting my lips but it didn't help I still let out a whimper of pain. When we got to the castle, the doors opened and Jafar, my father's adviser, smiled deviously at our arrival.
"Ahh so the princess is home?"
