Chapter 15
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Jafar still heading for Agrabah.
Anyone who saw him from afar, he had by glossy hues think that deserts are rushing most terrible demon ever saw the light, and modilt is, whether it's terrible and colossal monster comes close to him.
About two kilometers before the town he stopped, he turned off the "firework" potion inside the lantern, attached it to a horse's saddle and remounted and rode up to the gate of the city.
The guards were surprised doing so late and outside the city itself, but when they are satisfied that this is not a ringer and a reason certainly has not served out for the first time, released him into the city.
The palace vizier grew even more adrenaline and testosterone. He tortured him doubt what he hated. So many things could go wrong and he was now obsessed with the fact that he made clear whether'll get the first card sesame, or not yet.
He grabbed a tray with a candle and went straight to the Rose Room.
When he saw her there, without Aladdin helplessly lying on his bed, the other half suspiciously occupied carpet, almost cheered with joy. Immediately he rushed to her and shook her.
"Where's the card? Where's the card? "He repeated with frightening maniac accent.
Rose slept really badly, perhaps it registered only when they repeated it at least the fifth time.
"There's carpet," she murmured involuntarily and immediately got scared and covered her mouth, because this one did not want to say. She hoped he bothered to ask how it got there.
Jafar But in his state anything further notice.
"Never mind," he said, put the candle on her bedside table and lay on the carpet before him suddenly swerved.
Rose yet opened her eyes and saw Jafar the carpet slowly approached and whispered something. Fabric suddenly slid lifelessly to the ground and stepped out of his radiant dust, which then merged into something dark. Jafar after he touched, it was a card.
"I've got it! Finally, it is mine! Just MY! "Rejoiced and ran away into the dark corridor.
Rose was only half awake and somehow she did not avoid what happened, so again, patting him on the bed and slept.
Jafar still come back because he forgot in her euphoric mood candle, and without it could not see where he was going. Additionally he grabbed a rug and took it well.
The card then safely hid in his secret underground chamber and then just rinsed off, changed clothes and went to bed. Adrenaline subsided, and so he was facing fatigue.
He thought that finally has the first card of sesame, and calmly and contentedly asleep with a smile on his face.
GUARD POV
The next morning he ran to the commander of the guards, one of the subordinates.
"Ahmed, we have a problem!" He said.
"What?" He asked the commander and now expecting trouble. He had this sixth sense.
"Aladdin ran away and we do not know how he did it," said the guard. "The cell was locked and the keys to his place in the armory, just handcuffs on a chain was unlocked and the monkey too. We came at it now, while distributing food. "
The commander Ahmed thought. This was a very long time, what Aladdin recently escaped. Long before they had special ties to Abu. Ever since he failed, and if now discovered a new trick, it would be most worrisome.
Ahmed headache.
"Damn! After all, I'm no philosopher or inventor. Why must this happen to me? "He said gruffly. "I guess we'll have to tell vizier ..."
"Ahmed, we have a problem!" Shouted another guard, who just ran here.
"What now?" Asked Ahmed.
"We caught the thief with a monkey how to market stealing apples," the watchman called from afar.
"And what's the problem? That is not our work, "said Ahmed.
"According to the protocol that we announce the Vizier, but he apparently still asleep, and nobody dares to wake him," he added Ramul.
Ahmed slyly smiled at the thought of how much he had about Vizier yesterday to drink wine ...
"I think our vizier understand," he muttered, "just close the Aladdin back to his cell and vizier not tell if it myself do not ask."
"Aye," the guard nodded.
When Aladdin returned to his cell and strapped again, he came to hear him Ahmed with his hands clasped behind his back.
"Aladdin, one thing I'm not clear," said Ahmed, and went straight to the point. "How did you escape?"
"The strength of love," said Aladdin.
Ahmed scratched his head. "Explain," did not understand.
"Love can not explain," said Aladdin, "but it is stronger than all the chains in the world. Rose needs me. "
"Rose?" Asked Ahmed. "Who's that?"
"That is the most beautiful and the most amazing girl in the world," said Aladdin. "Her hair is like a sandstorm ..."
"That blonde girl who is now a guest of the princess," guessed exceptionally Ramul. "The few times I've seen nice, wait, is not that what we did had a down moment?"
Ahmed's still misunderstood.
"So what exactly is she with that common?"
"I want to talk with the Sultan," said Aladdin. "Rose is my friend."
Ahmed shrugged it.
AHMED POV
Because Vizier was still asleep, he went directly to the sultan Ahmed, who was just a moment of free time, so he gave his daughter. Jasmine showed him my latest dress that she had recently completed a local seamstresses and embroiderers.
"In these look amazing, Jasmine," said the sultan. "Any groom you will enjoy it."
Jasmine, however, looked glum. "Daddy, I still want to get married. I want to first travel the world and get to know everything and find, after what really desire. "
"But Jasmine, this is not possible," he replied affectionately sultan.
"Why?" She asked, bewildered princess.
"You just ... you're a woman, your body is delicate and graceful, and the world is too dangerous for them. You know what they look like adventurers - are men, their body is full of scars, and some even lost their eyes or on foot, not to mention those who from their expedition never returned at all. Appreciate what you have. "
"If you let me, at least in the city, the guards," Jasmine said.
"There, you're still was," the sultan said.
"I was six when I had understood nothing, 'said Jasmine.
"Well, you see ... as if it was yesterday," he concluded Sultan, who at his age it really seemed like yesterday. The princess said nothing bothered her that her father does not understand. Sultan Ahmed turned on. "Did you want something sir?"
"Great Sultan, a thief takes the liberty to ask for an extraordinary audience. They argue that the Princess's guest is his girlfriend, "said Ahmed and fell to one knee.
Jasmine's eyes widened.
"Rose and his friend? I want to see him now! "
"Who is it? I know him? "Asked the sultan.
"It's a guy with a monkey, his name is Aladdin," Ahmed replied obediently.
The sultan thought.
"But he's been stealing for at least fifteen years, as it could be Rose's friend. After all, she arrived only recently from some faraway land ... how to do just called ... "
"Dad, I can see him!" Demanded Jasmine.
"But my child, it's just plain poor," said Sultan. "Stealing from hunger and because it is such a ne'er-do-that otherwise could not support."
"Just want to see it," she insisted princess.
"Well," the sultan withdrew and turned to Ahmed. "Listen to him now."
"Sure," Ahmed nodded his head until he nearly fell turban. "One more detail, the great sultan. In the audience is usually present and your vizier, but now apparently still asleep. "
"Wake him," he motioned sternly sultan.
"As you wish," said Ahmed and went to execute the order.
ROSE POV
Rose got up that morning until around eleven. She was tired of the long night. Terribly emotionally and physically tired as a kitten.
Bark woke her with a late breakfast, and she considered that she was extremely grateful. She had red eyes from that bloody desert sand, but it is during the day right.
Now, she chewed on a piece of cheese and washed down to orange juice, whilst lounging in warm blankets, she was well, that he wanted to stay in them all day, but she knew it could not afford.
In doing so, he came vividly to mind a scene from the late evening, when her room burst Jafar like a demon from hell. It was so sleepy, that they actually do not perceive what he's doing so until now looked around.
Her new carpet nowhere, let alone card.
She frowned slightly, but she understood his desire. I wanted her home and was willing to do anything.
What was it he wanted?
Hm ... now he could not remember exactly, but he needed to do those cards. He did not even know how many there are or how many there should be.
She had a cup of death, the sorcerer who could not get into their hands, as if he had so much power someone cut off his head. But flying again as much damage do about it, do you? At worst, himself breaks his leg.
What it imagines that from his staff can do a ten-foot deadly cobra, as compared with the card will be something far worse.
He rose nearly choked another bite.
No, he must go to him and discreetly check what the card's intentions, so she could streamline. She did not want it to people around her were dying and yet ultimately blamed her because there was new.
And he would need for her or not built, fortunately with Jasmine was sure of. The princess liked it, and that meant that it looks afternoon and remind her.
Rose thoughts again turned to Jafar arc, where ever watched a threat.
Still not clear what means to him and that it now that he has a card, let incarcerate. One question followed another, and worse.
Rose suddenly lost their appetite and will not rest until he finds Jafar intentions.
"Bark, prepare me some clothes," she said, putting down his tray.
"Ms. Rose, you will no longer eat? Always you have breakfast like best and now you've barely touched her, you should eat yours debilitating illness, "worried slave.
Rose could not even smile at his fears, and then shook her head.
"I'm not hungry, I now speak to the Vizier."
Bark blinked over who would willingly speak with someone like that.
"I'm afraid that's still asleep, he told me Salim, his slave."
Rose nodded, but she did not care, moreover, now he was definitely awake, looked for someone who gets up at noon.
Bark talking back to her without further prepared dresses, which have seen.
"Um, those are mine?" She asked uncertainly.
"Yes, Princess Jasmine ordered some to bring to your room."
"Well ... all right," she bit her lip lightly and waited Bark leaves.
Then she looked at the provocative red color. It really looked like a deluge of blood, which will be drown, it was a beautiful color even though she preferred the more subdued, but there was not time.
She jumped to rinse and then wore a long silk skirt appliqued waist beads. Perfectly perched on the sides and finally donned a bra, this time without sleeves.
She was a topless swimsuit, but that it probably should be.
Then he headed for the door and went to Jafar's office.
She slipped through the door and then through the beaded curtain, which was to drive away the flies cheeky.
But nobody was in the office, a cage with Yago, who in her snoring.
Once he heard the rustle of beads, he opened his eyes and was suddenly alert and awake.
"Rose, Rose, let me out, please. It can not be in it, my back hurts and feathers. I can not stand it. My legs twisted and I can not even stretch, it is a fierce animal torture! "
The girl looked at the parrot in a cage with no signs of effort. "But who are we slept wrong here?" She said.
"Do not make faces and find the key," he said Ara.
"I'm damned, you deserve it, you do not lie, you see what's in it then arises, moreover, it is instructive to you."
Rose clearly saw how he bristled feathers neck.
If he were free, he would probably be pecked in the head.
"Please, do not stand it any more, I go crazy here, gosh! I'm claustrophobic! "
Blonde little pity on the parrot, so he looked around, but nothing like a key on a table just seen. Cage had to be magical and will probably also opened a spell. Clever.
"For this one you'll have to help yourself, no key is not here. 'Yago made a sound like a snort. When the bit flipped to her at least saw gaped at her, his big eyes. He resembled a little clumsy artists, who have overestimated their strength." and anyway I do not have time ... "she turned and went back into the hall, to accompany her desperate cry for help and a few expletives that dug into her back.
But what now?
A few steps went to Jafar's quarters.
The whole time, step by step, bit her lower lip, had to have his lips as red as her dress. Rose went head still the same. She will not want to get rid of when the card with you? But the fact that she comes to him and will be quietly questioning could figure out what it wants, and take advantage of it.
On the other hand, he wanted to know what will happen next and how to stand.
As she approached, she did not know what to denounce the visit as an excuse to make it look suspicious, but it helped her to someone else.
Already almost he faced vizier door when she landed on her shoulder man's hand until Rose scared to death and winced.
"You're going to Vizier?" He asked a rough voice.
He belonged to the captain of the guards, who had a dark beard and was at least a head taller powerful figures. She was vaguely familiar when he finally remembered.
"You're the one who me with the other dragged to prison," she said.
The man looked her over from head to toe, as if it were evaluated, then frowned slightly.
"Somehow, we thought you were a thief, but someone knows how to ingratiate that?"
Rose blinked morning she fled lot of things seriously, and then finally understood.
He must have thought that goes behind Jafar ...
Rose grew red in the face and captain snapped. "How dare you say that?"
"Pretty women just do not go to foreign bedrooms cup of tea," he said eloquently and grinned.
The girl angrily pursed her lips, but she knew how it must look, but did not know how to talk him out. So embarrassing moment for a long time experienced and hoped that the long experience it.
"And what you do is what I do?" Snapped the captain with a black turban on his head, which marked his office firing squad.
"Nothing," he said simply, nodding toward the door in front of them, "just when you're there you go, tell Vizier that the thief a monkey has the audacity to ask the sultan to be heard. And that requires a vizier's presence. So somehow pleasantly wake, whether the guy is not straight on the block. "
Rose gasped and almost slapped his palm to his forehead.
"God, what a jerk," she said, dazed and now blinked captain. "I will," she breathed hurriedly Rose and I only looked back the bully, who rubbed his hands, that the task to wake his annoyance need not himself, but someone other.
Rose now had a dilemma about Aladdin was afraid nemohal understand how he could be caught? That's what he wanted to do in prison convenience?
Nearly over he started wringing her hands.
She did not want him to leave it, she had to do something, and that was more important than any personal spy, which now have gone away. This had to solve priority.
Aladdin considered a friend, or the beginning of camaraderie, even if he saw it differently. She could not just send it to death, he was a man, not a captive animal. Additionally they have been together too overcome death.
And what little they could do it was to intercede with Jafar. This could also be an excuse to visit, which ought to help. YES!
Rose did not wait and rushed to the door like a tornado.
"Jafar, Jafar," she called urgently, but there was nothing.
Unsteadily stood in a sort of antechamber, there have been two opposite wall were moving the secret doors that went down to the vizier's secret room.
But there certainly was not, otherwise it would have been open.
Thus he released to another door, behind which knew his bedroom, and slowly her head consisted panic-driven plan to reach her.
"Jafar!" She said loudly and pushed the door of his bedroom. She had no idea what he would find, perhaps there already will not be, a little bit of it and hoped, so as soon as she entered, put her hand to her eyes, if accidentally changing clothes.
But when it was quiet, a little crack peek through your fingers.
She had such a bad feeling that there would not be felt around purely masculine scent and the room was in a flashy black and gold color, which for her was too eerily dark.
Now focused on a character who is still asleep in bed.
Rose swallowed hard. What if he sulk? Turns me into a frog?
But the need to help Aladdin and the Flea monkey drove her forward and literally.
The girl rolled up to the big bed as whitewater and reached out to bulge under the covers.
She wanted to wake him gently, but then remembered his rude behavior at night, and her body went through anger. Gleefully he grabbed him by the shoulder and shook.
"Jafar, we have a problem!"
The figure sat bolt upright until Rose Startled, she stumbled backward and KECL your ass.
Vizier had seen without his big turban was something unusual, like when you come to the mystery of crop circles.
The whole time I thought he is bald, but profoundly wrong. His dark, thick hair twisted into a regular waves would have envied many a lady. He even had the urge to touch them and see if they are really as soft as they look.
Nothing but such a risky leap.
She rose just stared as he relaxed shiny strands spread to the shoulders and in contrast with its landscaped beard, piercing eyes filled with accusations and impatience mixed with irritation that made irresistible combination of something you staring out of a dark hole, with intent to do it draw.
"What are you doing here?" He snarled at her crisply through clenched teeth, and his face darkened even more when you take it slowly scanned.
Rose jumped to her feet and stood in front of the window. The sun burned her in the back, which Jafar gave a great show, as the rays penetrate almost transparent silk, and he could see her slim legs and enjoy her well-shaped thighs between the folds of her skirt.
His face did not move a muscle now.
She came to seduce him, perhaps?
Perhaps wondering what to do, as he quickly aroused brain started working until now, and trying to understand what this girl is doing in his bedroom in an outfit that attracts the male senses on alert and stirs his desire from her excoriating everything has to himself, and take advantage of the invitation to him when she came willingly and enjoy today's morning run riot in a warm bed.
"Speak!" Thundered perhaps even more irritated and overwhelmed his ideas about completely different things.
"We have a problem, Aladdin got caught and is in jail again, you have to help him."
Jafar deeply disappointing that in its wake a thief fingers with long fingers, which would now prefer to fix itself from the world.
"I'm not going to help anyone, his mission accomplished. He served good things, but his stupidity calls to Allah. "
Rose began pacing back and forth like a tiger in a cage and waving his arms. "You can give him a pardon. After all, what they did for us ... nearly died in the cave and I, "said Rose, and her voice resounded urgency verging on panic.
"I gave him freedom, he did not get caught. When I give him a pardon, it will not benefit my reputation, and will not allow it. Out of the question, so I'm told. "
He rose quickly wondered how to convince him.
"Aladdin is now the sultan, he told me the guard in the corridor. What if she tells him everything? So, too, he does not know, but he could lecos suggests, that's what you mean? What if he tells you he released from prison you and nobody knew about it? What about the cave? "
"Such nonsense! Sultan would not believe some street rat, give my word, your mentor, "he said Jafar grudgingly tossed his blanket and got up from his bed. He was wearing a nightgown-like lower garment.
Rose was reminded kimono, which oblige one over the other. He prefers him shyly looked away and his head bothered to invent it to cake and eat it too. In this case, the head and body in one place.
"You can not be a little more compassionate?" She coaxed.
"You're wrong you milodrdenství with charity. Aladdin has been spared several times, and his actions are neponaučitelné. He wants to work and steals. Even God's hand that gives is not bottomless. "
And it is a Chinese saying, or what? Why did he have all the answers? Rose's incredibly annoyed. He was still a bit above it. This guy has no compassion?
As it stood back, she heard rustling, probably dressed.
To top it all felt a kind of helplessness.
"But..."
"No buts," growled Jafar, "gets what he deserves. If you want to order in the city, mercy is the last, which you podkopneš legs. You need to get tough, which is our weak sultan understand," she sniffed haughtily.
"Aladdin has a pure heart, could we still be useful if the cards you need more and are all in such dangerous places," responded promptly Rose, over which the vizier thought and rustling stopped for a moment. The girl sensed an opportunity. "He'll do what I tell him, he could still be useful, "she said with hope ...
Rose is now winked into Jafar bedroom to idiot Aladdin, which is about inadvertently got caught. He intercedes for him and I really try, but will it be enough?
Vizier has his head well, we'll see if he relents.
But remember, it's still a bad boy.
The next chapter is about how the Aladdin at the Sultan rug :-)
+ Here are the new clothes that Rose is wearing.