World of Disney

Chapter Twenty-Three: Realm Zone - 1992

The Sultan was so thrilled by Jafar's new "bride" that he canceled any plans for arranging a meeting with a suitor for Jasmine/Ciciley and dedicated the rest of the day to celebrating and getting to know Dawn. The woman who Ciciley personally knew as Joanie Navarro shared dinner with her, Jafar, and the Sultan, sitting on the floor around a table decorated with the finest Arabian tableware. Ciciley was in no mood to eat; she was squarely focused on Dawn, trying to figure out what became of her mother.

"Jasmine, is there anything wrong, my dear?" The Sultan questioned.

Ciciley snapped out of her focus and looked to the Sultan, appearing slightly off-course. "I-I'm sorry?"

"You haven't touched your dinner since we've sat down."

Ciciley looked to the meal, a piece of roasted pork with a few chopped vegetables made with the greatest delicacy she had ever seen; only the best for royalty. She smiled and picked up her fork, poking into one of the vegetables. "I'm fine, Father. I was just...admiring Jafar's new bride."

Jafar grinned with wicked satisfaction. "Yes, she is rather wond..."

He stopped as soon as he turned to Dawn and noticed what everyone else did: Dawn brushing her hair with her fork. It was the most peculiar thing ever. Ciciley recognized it done before by Ariel in The Little Mermaid. Not only was Joanie taking on an entirely different persona, but she mimicked the actions of another Disney character. Ciciley was a little amused, yet she maintained caution to stay focused on whatever was happening.  

After giving her hair a good brush with the fork, Dawn cleaned the strands of red hair off of it and used the utensil to eat her dinner. Jafar was bemused and disgusted. Clearing his throat and trying to regain constitution, he continued, "Yes, she is rather...wonderful."

Ciciley figured it was time to finally get to the bottom of the mystery: "So...how long have you and Jafar known each other?"

"We are soul mates, Princess Jasmine." Dawn remarked. "From our perspective, Jafar and I have known each other for centuries. You might call it...reincarnation."

Her words sounded incredibly symbolic to Ciciley, as if Joanie somewhat knew what happened to her. "Well, I'm certainly happy for you two." Her words were forced with mocked delight; she had to sell the moment long enough to throw Jafar and the Sultan off. As far as she was concerned, no other characters within that realm had anything to do with the matter.  

"So when shall the wedding be, Jafar? I-I mean, that is to say, shall I prepare a ceremony for the people of Agrabah to attend?" Sultan suggested, sounding very giddy and nervous all at once.

"There is no need, Your Majesty." Jafar rejected. "Dawn and I shall hold a private ceremony in your throne room...tomorrow!"

Ciciley was in the process of taking a sip from her cup at the moment the sudden proclamation was made; she choked on the red liquid, coughing loudly. Greatly concerned, the Sultan looked to her and asked, "Jasmine, are you all right?"