Chapter 8
Arab drama
The horse had trotted two endless hours through the desert and Rose jiggle more and more aroused, because then you went, they began sizing eyelids.
Unfortunately, almost nothing over the cloth on his head seen and used, at least the opportunity to reflect on how he feels.
Oh, for so long he has been thought to have suppressed desires and needs!
She wanted a big house with a beautiful garden, a lot of amazing things that they would like to return, and the man who would be her impressing and at the same time spoiled. And also a lot of children that would not have to worry too much, but that she would pay if she would have been sad.
While all realized that embracing Jafarovo her body is surprisingly enjoyable. So long has anyone even been kissed! Although embrace in this case had an entirely different meaning, did not want to fall and break your neck, there was nothing in it warmer.
Let alone anything romantic.
Additionally, he had the misfortune to bad types, none of the guys that have not had, it did not want to hug him. Anyone who she liked at first sight, emphasized his independence and self-confidence when it gave the impression that she would like to let penis and he escaped somewhere. Perhaps the guys had bad luck, or should give up on the second glance ... But now I feel surprisingly good.
A little moved his left hand, then his right. Thanks very thick robes and minimum layer of subcutaneous fat Jafar touched the edge of the ribcage that seemed to so lean and high man unexpectedly large. Farther up the fumble ventured. He has enough so that his back was propped her head.
About another hour later, when they passed the rich oasis and a larger caravan, Jafar pulled the reins and stopped the horse.
"We're here," said the vizier in his deep voice, without waiting for Rose's question.
"If you do not like the niqab, you can have it off," he reminded her.
Dislike?
It was truly an understatement to express her feelings. She had great taste vizier something sharp stab in the back for that, she slipped him like a sack.
She let go of him and pulled a black scarf from his head, even when he was disheveled.
Rose looked angrily niqab in hand with undisguised hatred in his face.
Jafar yet for his age, surprisingly gracefully dismounted.
Rose saw how smoothly it went to him, and thought that maybe once started as an acrobat and juggler, even though it was very unlikely.
The truth was that it was really an able man, when put to one side all preconceptions of what she felt for him, which Rose pretty impressed.
"Jump off," he said suddenly, as if to say to your dog, even one of those less popular. While stuck a stick in the sand and rubbed his arm. She had hurt him, because in it all the way, holding the heavy gold shop.
The girl did not understand why he always pulls, did not notice that he had some injuries that he had a cane when walking leaning.
Rose really wanted to jump in the deep beneath them saw the fine desert sand and hesitated.
"It is high," she said uncertainly. Maybe it's time to ask him about a stool.
Jafar impatiently growled. He turned back to the horse and spread his hands: "I'll catch you."
Rose looked suspiciously as if they had a choice.
It is a willingness to experiment? Well done.
"Certainly?"
"Look, it's a matter of trust," he said with a straight face sorcerer and his eyes narrowed.
"I've got to believe me neshodíš the sand, and you've got to believe that you catch. Do you trust me? "
Rose did not know that Jafar trust only pretending. In fact, counting perhaps with every possibility of what he could have done.
When she hesitated, looking for someone trustworthy, who might snatch and who was not there right now, he spoke again: "Do not you ... Drop the horse is easier than it looks."
It was to be a threat? Screw you with all your confidence, Jafar! she thought.
"Sure, I'm starting to trust ... so come a little closer, I'm afraid of heights," Rose smirked ironically, although the feeling that she wanted to express, had to trust really far.
Finally, after all resolved, he swung his leg over the horse's back and slid awkwardly into the arms of Jafar, where he did not stay too long.
Vizier be able to swiftly grab and gently stand on comfortably warm sand. They looked into each other's eyes, and it was clear to them that just reached a new stage of mutual confidence fragile.
Rose already sorcerer wanted something sharp stab in the back and Jafar came to Rose's willingness to be reasonably nice, but at least will have in your pocket the magic card from the cave.
Immediately after Hasan reached for and pulled out a small bag embroidered leather case for water and drank. Then she handed Rose, not to be dehydrated.
But it had its flaws.
"That we drink from the same bottle?" She asked. "It's unhygienic."
"You want the other in which I have poison?" He joked Jafar raised one of his bushy eyebrows.
Rose took it as proof that the water is poisoned in the housing and drank without asking. Anyway she was thirsty, and still better than nothing.
Jafar but knew it was not any proof. Once that way annihilated one other viziers that the sultan had until only one was left, he did.
Indeed she gave him a drink from a glass, which was poisoned water, from which he drank himself before, but Jafar advance took the antidote, so that nothing happens to him.
Everyone is then focused on the search for the remains of poison in a jar of dead vizier and none found there as well as at the appropriate time Jafar Cup swapped for another.
"You do not have anything to eat? I forgot to eat breakfast, "Rose lamented discontented rumble eloquently in her belly until ashamed. Yet not let her eat breakfast and thought that lasts several hours without food?
Jafar at her little frown, he began suspiciously reminding his pesky parrot.
"You will survive without food for weeks," was his curt reply.
That he's talking, he himself surely breakfasted well, she thought pityingly Rose and stroked a hungry belly.
No wonder that this man bothering Yaga hunger. Be sure all nuts and raisins keeps to himself.
Rose looked around. They stood in a hollow between the sand dunes, only two of them, and Hasan. It was beginning to remind some bizarre teambuilding.
What are they like to do? Dig a hole until I get to the gates of hell?
Rose saw something gleam in the sand.
Money!
Immediately ran to it and bent down to the beautiful stone scarab. It looked as though it's someone just tossed.
She took him by the hand and thumb of him wiped the sand. He was happy about what she found a nice piece of jewelry when her A familiar tall figure and slapped her hand over her child like a parent when he takes his fingers something does.
"Ow," she frowned, but Jafar already had scarab fingers.
"Do not touch it, it's fragile," he pointed out sideways and suddenly the jade thing came to life, flew into the air and then settled on the same spot where it had found Rose as if she belonged there.
Girl bored sigh and put her hands on her hips. "Did not you, almighty vizier, that we were going to a cave?" She looked around. "I see nothing, it's got maybe dig up?"
Jafar yet reached back to his stallion, put the bottle in the bag and chatted with her horse, she paid no attention, which he retaliated offended look.
Finally the man in black grabbed his cane and pointed to himself.
What? It has come as a hen obediently to him? But what, worse Could not be.
Slowly he hobbled to the wizard and he started muttering.
So this will be interesting, Rose rolled her eyes, if there starts jumping on one leg like a shaman, probably put my head in the sand.
Suddenly, around nightfall, the sky was obscured by cloud and mysterious beam of green light lit up the dune in front of Jafar, where he lay jade scarab.
The sand there began rozestupovat and fall and ejected him from the sandstone rock, which quickly took frightening shape tiger's head with bared teeth.
Rose looking at it with his mouth open, he quickly closed again.
Then flew into the air scarab and split into two halves, which completed tiger eyes, which shone green.
Jafar the corner of his eye looked at Rose, who was less surprised than he expected.
"Behind this gate the cave of treasures. Beautiful, wonderful things, but mainly there is one card you need, your only way home, "he said emphatically.
Rose nodded sympathetically, although going into the mouth she did not want.
"Gateway you there alone must let go, otherwise it is not. Ask her if you could come."
Girl go before the tiger's head. It was huge and ominous. The idea that it would turn could sink into the sand and take her along, blonde goose bumps.
"Hi, taken, I'm Rose," she said to the silent mouth.
Seriously this had to do?
Jafar got the giggles.
Rose thought for a moment that it was from him just a nasty prank on her behalf and threw him over his shoulder murderous look.
But then came a booming voice from the depths of the earth: "You stand before the cave of miracles, a foreigner. Only a man with a pure heart may enter. Provided in your heart dwells evil, for you will have the gate forever closed. "
"I need a card you hiding," she said imploringly Rose, "may I come in?"
Cave was silent for a moment, as if she could see the bottom of her soul, thinking about what he sees.
"Your heart is not clean enough. You can not enter, "was the surprising answer.
Jafar chill Rose did not give up.
"But I need a card for me to get home. I accidentally found myself in Agrabah, it was not my fault, and that the card is my only hope of ever again in my life to see his home and his closest! "She insisted.
Her eyes filled with tears.
"Am I so bad that I deserve to give me this was denied? Please!"
Cave again silent for a moment.
"You speak the truth and your motives are noble," she tiger head.
"You deserve mercy. While I can not change the law, with whom I have been created, but I can give I hope. Listen well: Provided you find a man with a truly pure heart and this is for you from me guarantee you can go and those to come. Go and look! "
"Thank cave of miracles! Thank you! "Cried Rose, with tears in his eyes.
Rock was plunged back into the sand scarab halves fell to the ground, a cloud in the sky and disappeared with Rose Jafar again lit up the blazing desert sun.
Neither of them expected such developments.
When our heroine turned back to the vizier, she thought that her jumps and starts choking her. Honorable verdict cave itself him by the tightly pressed lips, narrowed eyes sparkle with red and bristly beard very pleased.
"Eh, Jafar? It was not my fault, "Rose raised her arms forward in his defense, because really wanted to finish here, hacked to pieces and thrown in the sand that soon her body hiding under the ground, as if tossed over her duvet.
Around the sorcerer suddenly began to literally glow sand to red and then to black, as if it had burned a flame. It almost looked as if struck by lightning in Jafar, but it was only his rage, he then floored to do something he would later bitterly regretted.
"Jafar?" She said nervously Rose because his silence was not a good sign.
Damn, why he had started a little base, it somehow moves back into the black zone of conflict?
But at that moment he looked like he was out somewhere within himself. Probably he is deciding whether to kill her now or keep it for later as pass the long evening.
"It's not your fault?" He hissed slowly to Rose that seemed far more menacing than if they had shouted at her.
"Certainly not," she said, and put her hands on her hips, "you heard, let me in there, but with an escort. This is better than ever, or not? At least there is hope, "she little to improve the situation and give him a reason to neproměnit to ashes.
Will also provide an encouraging smile on her face for a few seconds flashed as her figure in black stepped out.
"Jafar ..." repeated his name a third time, as if begging God for mercy, and fear stepped back a few feet. Here ended the fun. Seriously as it could not hear it, perhaps?
Wizard's robes rippled around him at every step and suddenly something did not allow her to continue as if her legs froze in fresh cement and healed the desert.
On panic but there was not time.
She looked puzzled down, but her legs were still free! But when he lifted his face back, the woman's adversary towered over her menacingly.
She hated his height! She felt like an ant, which affected it scarier than his eerie eyes, now drank quite closely to hers.
Jafar Rose free hand grabbed his neck. His fingers squeezed it fragile neck of a small but powerful snakes.
Damn, control yourself, man!
He did not kill her, rather it was a demonstration of his influence and psychic powers. Quite enough that he touched her.
Certainly she had a lot of control to Rose neškrtil nails painfully into the skin. In the worst case he was determined to bite him.
Then he said something that shocked her and ashamed.
"I was wrong in you, you're not as clean as I thought," he snarled badly.
Rose yanked him slightly. "No one is holy, I'm no angel, he would not let inside the cave, too, so I took them, remember? You got me to blame! "Threw into his face and felt his fingers on her neck tightened slightly. Probably hit the head on the nail or nail on the turban?
He too was certainly not a saint about him knew only the tip of the iceberg.
"I may not have been responsible for some major crimes, but who did not steal the raisins out of my mother's pies, who never lied?"
Ha! It was an argument that had taken into account!
She doubted that in this part of the world were all so honest.
Vizier Rose stared into his eyes, as if he had tried to find the truth finally shrugged his lips and wrinkled his contemptuous down one corner. "A woman can never have a pure heart, you're weak, your commitment and declining rapidly and hearts throw for themselves like a veil, as if neither had none," he growled, Blonde wondered whether this was a woman betrayed, he has such experience, but he continued .
"But fortunately I'm forgiving, I'll give you one more chance, and if you disappoint me ... Rose ..."
For the first time in front of her saying her own name, she coalesced out of his mouth like a hissing snake until she ran a chill with it whirled and started toward Hasan.
Blonde relieved, but to herself, that she will still take some time.
Her legs were finally able to move freely again, and then followed him to the horse.
Still better than to leave her here.
Silently stared into the ground, picked through that horrible hood, but she refused to marry her head. Who'd seen them in the desert? Camels and sand? Birds and clouds? Ha ha.
Other events took place mechanically without words.
Jafar expertly swung into the saddle and then Rose again held out his hand to be pulled behind him.
This time, he was forced to hug him, felt no good.
Oblivious feel safe neither satisfaction from a good job and her dream of going back home for the time being stretched to infinity.
It was impersonal, and she would do anything for his own horse, just not to have to go with him.
Unfortunately not so lucky, and her mood dropped to the freezing point as well as his.
Whether you like it or not, she was forced to endure the whole journey in thinking.
Rose POV
The path moved, and together they passed a small oasis in which time even stopped to release the tensions between them, behind the group of riders approached them.
It did not take long to get them noticed and then these unknown men went to the agreed order, and surrounded Hasan round.
Rose counted eight. Desert veiled men in long striped cloaks and turbans with a cloth covering her mouth against sand.
The girl behind Vizier tightened.
What do they want?
That would be some acquaintances? No, certainly not.
Nespis noticed Jafar golden sticks, which at midday sun shone from a distance.
Yeah, really careful, and had something to blame?
He rose quietly tugged at the sleeve of vizier. "What do we do? They do not look very friendly, "she said quietly to his back. He did not answer.
Hard eyes watched the man, who jumped from his horse and approached them.
"Greetings, pilgrim," he said cheerfully while a warning placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, which he svisel at the waist. Jafar understood.
Hasan shifted uneasily.
"What do you want from us? I do not think thieves are very good company, moreover wasting my precious time, "said Jafar, clearly, loudly and succinctly.
"Thieves, sahib? Rather, we offer protection in exchange for the expensive-looking thing you taking him, "closer to its request did not specify.
"How dare you, you desert rat, you know who I am ?!" exclaimed the vizier now already quite exasperated.
"Sure, unarmed lone rider," he laughed the man before them. He was apparently the situation was amused when he saw a light and prey.
He rose suddenly screamed in horror when he grabbed her from behind two gentlemen's callused hands like shovels and it literally broke away from Jafar. Before she knew it, she was sitting pressed against the front riding one of those villains.
"Let go of me, you pervert!" She said and began to fight with him. She slapped him, tearing at his clothes and tried to pull away from him. But when her past the bouncer pulled my arm really bit him until he cried and swore in Arabic.
This, however, that he let her go, fell from his horse in the sand.
It was not just a soft landing, you might have a bump on my butt, but won freedom and moreover had not broken a leg, which is considered a success.
Meanwhile wizard swiftly dismounted.
He is frowning and had far worse mood than before, due to such delays. If you only girl put on the niqab, everything would be easier, he growled to himself. This together but still execute.
"I Vizier of Agrabah and I demand a clear path, you and your men get out, or you'll regret it dearly," he warned recently.
The commander of desert robbers studied him. "So vizier say? It is even more reason and honor that I escort into town, sir, and provide the appropriate protection, "Jafar laughed again, mockingly bowed his head and waved his other henchman, to take possession of an exotic girl.
"You tried to touch what is mine, I will not let go unpunished," he growled Jafar and jabbed his stick into the sand in front of him.
What happened next was something Rose etched in my memory like a hot brand with a crescent moon.
From his position on the ground he saw Jafar golden stick turns into something huge snake body. Quickly it received shape three meters high enraged cobra with two long fangs and red eyes. Ominously hissing and warning sprawled on its two lobes, which made her even more than she was.
It was not the strange animal now enough?
Rose was able to move every muscle in her body froze with fear. Barely breathing. Never seen anything like it and the fact that she did not seem as sunburn not, devilish creature, which was transformed from the vizier's sticks, attacked and literally murdered one man after another, she got sick.
The men started screaming, one of perhaps only one could react quickly and travel, others were not so lucky.
Bloodsucking cobra moved to its size, incredibly fast, draped with its sharp scales around their victims are bitten and left paralyzed left to certain death by slow poison, others bled to death on the ugly wounds all over his body.
Yellow fine sand was stained red-blood of thieves who had the misfortune to come across just for them.
Rose tried to cheer up and get up, she wanted to run away when the snake turned toward her and began to use it to skid.
The blonde trembled and her eyes widened.
This can not really be the end of me! she repeated.
With every meter it more and more heart was pounding as if she wanted to jump out of the body.
She did not know, however, that treacherous snake cut out black magic you looked last victim, who was right behind her.
The man crept up behind the girl, obviously wanted to exploit the situation and kidnap exotic beauty away, while the snake monster was served at his buddies.
He pulled therefore curved Arab dagger from its holster at his waist and slammed Rose back of the head.
Blonde immediately lost consciousness and fell limply to the ground.
She did not know what happened, but the last thing she saw was how firstly gone down, and second, a horrible beast just two meters in front of her open-mouthed ...
So surprised?
I personally writing and you laughed?
How do we trust that further proves itself in practice? Who knows. On the court's still early. But believe that Rose would not be easy. Furthermore, it will have some big bulge as tumors, and head :-)
Those of you who naively expected to be allowed to enter the cave? Ha! Life's not easy, they simply will have to wait for someone to help, and guess whose?
That is the question a million in the next round.