Happy Halloween, readers! If you're wondering how I managed to type this, my teacher told us that if we gave her 5 of all the chocolate we received while trick-or-treating. So, I gave her 5, and found time to do this.

Can you imagine... it's the last chapter! AH!

P.S. This might be the longest chapter I've written so far.


Aaliyah slowly opened her eyes. Instantly, she felt a surge of pain rushing through her spine. She cringed.

It was then that she realized that she was lying down on a bed, with white silk bed sheets underneath her and pink blankets of silk on top of her. Trying not to wrinkle the beautifully placed sheets, Aaliyah slipped half of her body out of the blankets and sat up on the bed, leaning on the large headboard, which was made of fine quality wood, or so she thought.

She took a glance at the ceiling. It was, for starters, very high up. It was also decorated with angels, sitting on clouds. I must be at the Palace, she thought to herself. She carefully took one end of the blankets and pulled them off her legs. She threw her legs over the side of the bed and stood up. Pain shot through her body again, and Aaliyah had to hold on to the headboard to keep herself from falling. Then again, I could be dead and this is Heaven. But you don't feel pain n Heaven…

She waited for a moment until the pain died down a bit, before standing upright again. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a scroll, on the bedside table. Aaliyah picked it up.

To Aaliyah

"Oh, it's for me," she said to herself. She took one end of the scroll and opened it.

Aaliyah,

You've finally woken up! You were out for five days.

"Five days?" Aaliyah said before continuing.

In case you didn't know, you're at the Palace right now. We took you here after the incident on the rooftop. I will be forever in your debt for saving my husband. I see his courage in you.

"I see his courage in you? What does that mean?"

Anyways, on the small sofa to your right, I've laid out some clothes for you to use. Feel free to use them.

Aaliyah looked at said sofa, and saw that there were clothes on the sofa, in varying colours.

On the vanity, you will find a blue headband with a large sapphire on the middle. This is for you. It once belonged to me, but since I no longer use it, it is for you to keep. Anything in this room is at your disposal.

She eyed the headband and continued reading.

Once you have changed, you may go about the Palace. I insist that you find me or my husband, for we have much to tell you.

Sincerely yours,

Queen Jasmine

Aaliyah rolled the scroll and placed it back on the bedside table. She then walked over to the sofa where the clothes were laid out. There were four outfits there: A green one, a purple one, a pink one and a light blue one. Aaliyah liked the colour green, but she didn't like the shade of the outfit's, so she moved on to the next one. The purple outfit looked too formal, and the pink one was too…girly. So she decided to take the blue outfit behind an area of the room screened off for changing. While doing so, Aaliyah realized that she was barefoot. She popped her head over the screen and saw blue slippers by the sofa. She smiled.

When she was finished, she walked over to the vanity and looked at her reflection. The blue top was just the right size for her. It cut off around the bellybutton, but a thin piece of transparent cloth attached to the top covered it. The sleeves went up her shoulders and criss-crossed on the back.

On her way to the vanity, Aaliyah slipped the matching blue slippers on her bare feet before continuing. On the vanity, she saw a clean brush. She took it and slowly brushed her long hair. It only took a minute for Aaliyah to finish and walk to the door. She reached for the handle, when she remembered the Queen's headband. Walking back to the vanity, Aaliyah fingered the headband. It was quite light, despite the large gem it held. She placed it on her head, and she felt her outfit...complete.

Once again, Aaliyah placed a hand on the brass doorknob. She took a deep breath before opening it.


The hall was empty and quiet. The only sound Aaliyah could here were her soft steps against the marble floor. She passed by dozens of doors, not daring to open any one. It was like that for a couple of minutes, until she passed by a door that was half-open.

Not knowing why, Aaliyah was mysteriously intrigued by this room. Slowly, she stepped inside. It was quite a large room. On the walls were teddy bears, toy blocks, rattles, things related to babies. The first thing she saw was a table with two sets of clothing on it. Aaliyah slowly approached it, when she realized that one set was blue, and the other set was pink. Gently, she grazed her fingers along the fabric. Wait a minute…she thought. Unlike last time, she felt the fabric on both sets harder. "That's funny," she said to herself, "The blue clothes feel as if they had been worn, yet the pink clothes feel new."

She brushed it off. On the floor by the large windows, there were carpets, and on them were pink and blue stuffed animals and pillows. Eyebrows raised, she kneeled on the carpets. Just like the clothes, the blue stuffed animals had chew marks, stains, and missing limbs, yet the pink ones were untouched. "What's going on here?" She felt a cloud of confusion circling around her head.

Aaliyah turned her head to see a pair of white cribs that were as big as her bed back at home. She stood up and walked over to the cribs and peered inside. Everything seemed normal; one crib was filled with blue blankets, and the other one with pink. She placed a hand on the front of the blue crib. What is that? She asked herself. Looking down to where her hand was, Aaliyah noticed a gold plaque on the crib with writing on it. She bent down to read the inscription:

The crib of His Highness, Prince Miraj

"No way! This is Prince Miraj's nursery!" she exclaimed. "Wait. Why are there two cribs here?"

She walked over to the second crib. There were two plaques on it. "The crib of Her Highness, Princess Mirah." She read out loud. "…Princess Mirah? I've never heard of Prince Miraj having a sister." She looked at the second gold plaque right underneath the first one. "May Allah watch her soul where ever she may be."

Aaliyah raised an eyebrow. "I don't get it. If there really was a Princess, what happened to her?" she thought out loud.

"She got kidnapped." Aaliyah's eyed grew wide as she turned around.

Oh no… "You…Your Majesty…" she stammered "I'm so sorry! I didn't…I never…"

"No, don't worry about it." Jasmine said, walking over to the cribs. She placed delicate fingers on the bars. "I wanted to show you this room anyways."

"Show me?"

Jasmine looked at Aaliyah. "May I tell you a story?"

Aaliyah nodded.

"When we were married, Aladdin and I…we wanted to have children. So came that blessed day when I gave birth to two lovely twins."

Twins? Aaliyah thought. I thought Miraj was an only child…

"It was a boy and a girl. The boy had shaggy black hair and black eyes. We named him Miraj. The girl also had black hair, except she had deep, brown eyes. We named her Mirah."

Unconsciously, Aaliyah placed a hand on the plaque.

"We were so happy. Our wish had finally come true. We wanted to share the great news to all of Agrabah's citizens, but I was way too weak. So, we waited for two weeks.

When we announced the news, everyone was so happy. It was then that we decided to hold a grand celebration in honour of the Royal births.

The celebration was fantastic. However, the twins fell asleep soon after it started, so we placed them back in their cribs." Jasmine motioned to the ones they were standing beside. "Our good friend Genie volunteered to watch over them while we continued. However…" she paused for a moment. "Someone disguised themselves as me, and managed to persuade Genie to leave the room. The twins were left unguarded.

When we found out about this, Aladdin, Genie and I ran here as fast as we could, but we were too late. The stranger…" Aaliyah noticed a tear coming out of Jasmine's eye, "The stranger took Mirah."

"Oh no!" Aaliyah gasped as she placed the hand that was previously on the gold plaque on her mouth. That explains the pink clothes, toys and crib!

"We immediately dismissed the guests," Jasmine continued, "after thoroughly checking their belongings. None of them had her. We searched for months and months, yet we couldn't find her." She turned to Aaliyah. "But you know what? We found her."

Aaliyah couldn't help but smile. "Really? You did?"

Jasmine nodded. "Yes. It took fourteen years, but we found her. She had grown up to be a beautiful young woman."

"Where is she?" Aaliyah asked.

Jasmine smiled, "Standing right in front of me."


Aaliyah's mouth hung wide open. "W-what?"

"It's you! We've been waiting so long…" Jasmine went up and embraced Aaliyah and cried. "You don't know how long…"

Aaliyah was in utter shock. She couldn't be this …this lost Princess or whatever. However, with Jasmine crying on her shoulder, she felt like she couldn't do anything about it.

"Please…please stop crying," she tried to ease the sobbing Queen. Jasmine let go of her and wiped her tears away.

"I'm sorry for that," Jasmine said, "and I know that this might come as a big shock to you…"

"I'm so sorry…" Aaliyah said as she ran out the room.

"Wait! Come back!" Jasmine called out.

I'm so sorry, Your Highness, Aaliyah thought, but I need some time to think about this.


Aladdin peeked out of the large doorway that led to the fountain. Just as he had expected, Aaliyah was sitting there, her fingers grazing the top of the water. He smiled when he saw her wearing the clothes Jasmine had laid out for her, and he smiled even more when he saw Jasmine's signature blue headband resting over her hair.

Jasmine had told him what had happened when she told Aaliyah of her true identity. Aladdin had told her that perhaps she needed some time to think about it. She had said it herself; it might have been a shock to her.

So, there he was. He hoped that he had given her enough time. Gently, he walked towards her.

"Mind if I sit with you?" he asked. Aaliyah turned her head and nodded. Aladdin sat down and looked at the sky.

"The sky is beautiful, isn't it?"

"I'm sorry," Aaliyah whispered.

"For what?"

"For running away like that. I shouldn't have, and…"

"No, don't worry. We understand." Aladdin replied.

Aaliyah looked into the pool. "I've always known that the parents I knew weren't the ones that…well…made me. I just expected them to be…well…in worse condition that we were. I had thought that my father found me on the street because my real parents couldn't support me. And…and now that I know who my real parents are…it's just scary."

"Well, what are you scared of?"

Aaliyah sighed. "I don't know. I've lived my whole life as a normal commoner. Rich people barely looked at me. Now…people are going to bow…it's so weird… and scary. And…and I'd have to meet other Royal people…and...Balls…and everything!"

Aladdin remained silent.

"I'm not sure I'm your daughter."

"Listen to me. You ARE my daughter. You know how I know? Because you are just like Jasmine. Stubborn and hardheaded. You stand up for what you believe and you don't care what other people think. But when it comes to people you love and care about, you're braver than anyone I've ever seen." Aladdin looked into Aaliyah's eyes. "You're as beautiful as her too."

Aaliyah felt tears coming out of her eyes. Maybe I really do belong here. Maybe…maybe I found my real family. She began to cry. Aladdin gave Aaliyah a hug.

"There, there,"

"I'm so sorry…for everything. I hurt you…so much, and…I feel so horrible…for making you feel that way…" she sobbed as she leaned on Aladdin's chest. "I'll stay…if you'll take me."

"We'll take you with open arms."


Miraj nervously felt the gift he had in his pocket. It had been a week since his parents introduced to the whole kingdom the lost Princess, his sister, Mirah. To his surprise, it was the same girl he met during the ball! He had always wondered why there were two cribs in his nursery, and when he asked, they always dismissed it.

Anyways, he stood underneath her balcony, waiting for Carpet to arrive. "Where are you?" he asked out loud. Just as if on cue, Carpet appeared out of the corner of the Palace. "There you are!" he exclaimed.

Carpet gave a salute and motioned for Miraj to hop on board.

"You know what to do, right?"

Carpet 'nodded' and started to ascend towards the balcony.


Aaliyah, I mean Mirah, stood on the balcony watching the people of Agrabah do their daily tasks. It had been two weeks since she had been presented to the citizens as the lost Princess. That was one of the scariest things she experienced in her life. She thought that they wouldn't accept her, but they cheered and celebrated instead.

There was also the fact that she had to get used to being called 'Mirah' instead of 'Aaliyah', though Jasmine, Aladdin and Miraj had started calling her 'Aali'(pronounced 'Ah-lee') as a nickname.

She turned around and began walking back to her room when a voice stopped her in her tracks.

"Hey, Aali." Aaliyah/Mirah turned around.

"Hello, Miraj." She started. "How did you get here?"

Miraj landed on the balcony. "Magic Carpet." Carpet zoomed out and took Mirah's hand in a tassel and kissed it. "Aali, this is Carpet."

"It's beautiful," Mirah said as Carpet flew towards Miraj. Miraj sat on Carpet and fished something out of his pocket.

"I think this belongs to you," he said as he handed Mirah the gold butterfly clip she had lost. Mirah beamed as she placed the clip in her hair.

"Thank you so much! I though I had lost it forever," she said.

"No problem. I found it by the fountain." Miraj said. He then pointed to Carpet. "You want to go take a ride? We can visit your old home, if you want."

"Is it safe?" Mirah asked.

"Sure, do you trust me?" Miraj asked, holding out a hand.

Mirah paused for a moment before smiling and accepting the hand. "Yes."


Sai: Well, readers, it looks like the book is finally finished.

Mirah: Wait! What happens next? I gotta know! What would mama say? Oh, you have to continue it!

Sai: I don't have page in here to continue it!

Mirah: Then what about a sequel?

Sai:...that's not a bad idea. I'll think about that.

Boy with shaggy blonde hair: HEY! No fair! Miraj and Mirah gets a sequel, Rose gets two separate stories AND a prequel, and I don't?

Sai: David, the good readers don't even know who the heck you are, or Rose for that matter.

David:...They don't?

Sai: No. Your book starts in the next chapter.

David: Next chapter already? I need to get ready!

Mirah: Who was that?

Sai: Oh, the main character in the next book, the "Sleeping Beauty" book.

Mirah: Oh, okay...

Sai: Oh no! I got a test tomorrow? I gotta go, bye!

Mirah: W-wait! Sai? Sai? Oh, she left...


THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR STICKING WITH ME THROUGH THE WHOLE STORY! I LOVE YOU, READERS!

Special thank-yous to:

scarletsapphires

TheRisingPhoenix

Stargirl7

jafarjasmineforever2005

and for anyone I forgot to mention, thanks!

Now I have to study. See you guys later.

-Sai