Chapter 4: Questions about the Origen of a Street Rat: One More Bit of Shocking News
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''Hey!'' screamed another guard. ''It`s the King of Thieves!''
He pointed to where Cassime was hiding.
Cassime glared at them and tried to run. But his son`s genie caught him before he could get away.
He was then forced to kneel at the sultan's throne. Cassime glared at him, the princess, and all the other idiots in the room.
''Release me Sultan! I need to find my son`s!''
''Sons?'' everyone said in confusion.
''Aladdin is my youngest,'' Cassime stated. ''My eldest is a sorcerer that lives not to far from Agrhaba.''
''A sorcerer?'' Genie said in shock.
''They despise one another,'' he stated. ''Enough to destroy one another.''
''Aladdin doesn't kill,'' Jasmine told him, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. ''It would destroy him if he did,'' she says with a hint of doubt.
''Sorry to disappoint you, my princess,'' he said. ''But if my son has not killed at least ten people by now, then the world has become much more tolerable than when my boy was born.''
Razoul strutted up to Cassime, and bent down to his level, grinning mockingly.
''You say it like someone tried to kill him in his cradle,'' he joked.
Cassime`s glare, if it were possible, seemed to grow even darker.
''Many did. Including his grandfather when he found out about his birth.
There was an impenetrable silence as the other occupants pictured the horrific act.
''Was his mother of high rank?'' Razoul asked. He was thinking of the possibility of Aladdin being related to some high ranked merchant family, or even nobility. It would certainly explain how Aladdin could read and write…..but also how he could speck other languages and read them.
Cassime answered without hesitation.
''Afcorse she is,'' he said. Then he turned to Jasmine. ''She`s the Princess of West Japan.''