"OH, Allah! I can't wait for her to get here!" Jasmine shouted excitedly at the dinner table. Jafar winced at how loud she was being. A'mira, Jasmine's cousin, was visiting Agrabah for the summer.
The sultan piped in, "we will have to make extra sure she's happy and cared for." Even though A'mira was 21 years old, they planned for a fun time in the palace.
Two days later, A'mira walked down the little steps from the Cessna plane and onto the hot sand. She lifted her oversized sunglasses to Jasmine running toward her. She prepared for impact as Jasmine ran to hug her. A moment later, the sultan of Agrabah hobbled toward the girls."Hello, uncle!" A'mira exclaimed, hugging the short, plump man.
"Hello, my dear. Did you have a nice flight? OH! This is jafar, he's my grand vizier. He's excited you're here as well." The sultan gestured towards Jafar.
"Ecstatic..." he drawled. He was calm and collected on the outside. She looked exactly like Jasmine, only a bit taller and filled out. He swallowed and remained uninterested.
The sultan piped in, "we will have to make extra sure she's happy and cared for." Even though A'mira was 21 years old, they planned for a fun time in the palace.
Two days later, A'mira walked down the little steps from the Cessna plane and onto the hot sand. She lifted her oversized sunglasses to Jasmine running toward her. She prepared for impact as Jasmine ran to hug her. A moment later, the sultan of Agrabah hobbled toward the girls.
"Hello, uncle!" A'mira exclaimed, hugging the short, plump man.
"Eh, kind of. I mean, this is the first time out of America. I've traveled around half the United States, though." A'mira said with a chuckle.
Jafar's ears perked at the conversation. He didn't join in but listened intently. He has traveled all over the world; including America. Only to New York and Los Angeles; which is nowhere close to where A'mira lived.