The next day, Veronica, walked out to the gardens, with her own maid carrying her cat, and another carrying her parasol above her.
"Are the gardens always this beautiful? You don't suppose I could take some of these flowers with me, do you?"she said, as she leaned down, and picked up one of the flowers that grew beside the path.
Iago watched, as Genie adjusted his binoculars, as he kept an eye on Veronica.
"You know, Genie,"Iago started to say. "I was just thinking, you haven't really been practicing your chess skills. How're you ever gonna beat the Rug if you never play again?"he asked. "Just spend your time staring at the guest."
Genie put his binoculars away.
"True."he said to Iago.
"Just miss the old times when everyone was more relaxed, you know."he said.
Genie took out a board and began to put the pieces in their squares. Carpet sat at the other end.
"Well, I'd love to stay around and watch, but,"he sighed. "I've got work to do."he said as he flew off.
"You, again?"asked Veronica absent-mindedly, as Iago landed on a branch that was next to her.
"Yup. The Genie's a little preoccupied now."he told her. "Now all you gotta go, is get out of here, before he knows where you're headed."
"Where I'd be headed would be where your master is."
"Lady, I don't have a master."
Veronica frowned.
"You know what I mean, you stupid parrot. The Sultan."
"I think the Kid's in the gardens on the other side. Why?"
Veronica got up.
"Maybe I should probably go and tell him the Genie's neglecting his duty a bit."said Iago.
Veronica grabbed Iago's tail feathers.
"No, you stupid bird!"she said. "What you should do is go to see if his beloved Sultana is in need of anything. When I saw her this morning, she said she didn't feel well."
Iago shook himself free of Veronica's grasp.
"Hm, the Genie might want to know that."he said. "I'm pretty sure the Kid would, too."
"Now why didn't I think of that?"said Veronica. "You go get the Genie, I'll go get the Sultan."
Iago nodded, and flew to where Genie was now engaged in a chess match with Carpet.
"We gotta go and see the Princess."he said.
Genie didn't look up.
"We're supposed to be keeping an eye on the Countess."
"Well, yeah, but the Princess doesn't feel too good."
Genie looked up.
"She just told me. She'll go get Al in the meantime."
Genie put the game away, and followed Iago. Veronica watched from behind a bush, as they disappeared. She smiled to herself.
"I did it!"she said.
The maids followed her as she walked as fast as she could to where Aladdin was sitting, and reading some documents. She took the shorter way, and went inside the Palace. As she saw a mirror, her image spoke to her.
"Que haces, Veronica? Le mentiste!"it said.
"Ahorita no tengo tiempo para discutir contigo!"she yelled back at it, and grabbed an ornament, and threw it at the mirror.
"What-?"Aladdin walked in, and looked from the ruined mirror to Veronica.
"Veronica! What did you do?! That mirror! It was-What will Jasmine say when she sees what happened to it! Do you have any idea-?"
"Oh! I'm sorry!"she exclaimed. "It-it was an accident!"she said. "I'm so sorry...I didn't mean for anything to happen to it!"
"Uh, well, not a problem, it...it can be fixed, after all. I'm sure she'll understand."
"There's too many in this place!"she exclaimed.
"Uh, yeah, I know you don't like mirrors."
They walked outside, and Veronica opened her parasol.
"Where's your maid? The one who's always holding the parasol for you?"he asked.
"I...send her on an errand."she said.
"You don't look too well."he commented.
"I'm fine, just a little...nervous is all. I'm a little better outside. I just don't want to see another one!"
"I'll see what I can do. Right now, wouldn't it be better that you go back to the harem. Perhaps they can take better care of you there."
"No!"she exclaimed. "Just stay with me."
"I just don't want anyone to see us."
"And why should you care what anyone else would see or think? You couldn't care too much, if you stole. Didn't you ever care what the guards thought?"
"That was different. Things are different now."
"It doesn't seem so to me."
"What would the Count say if he were were to see us."
She sighed.
"Nothing. At least, he never has to know anything."
"I hope not. He wouldn't be too happy."
"I do want to go back, in the sense that I was born there, and I have more in common with them, but I don't because sometimes I feel as if I don't know them as well as I should! I don't belong here, I know I don't! I should be there! But I wouldn't mind staying here or there, if you were with me."she said.