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JAFAR SAT ON the desert, he had just convinced young Aladdin to trek in the Cave of Wonders.

He was frankly quite disappointed in himself, he had let the boy slip right out of his fingers...

It did give him some joy that he was rotting in the cave. He would have gone back to the palace but the guards had captured him and it only would be a matter of time before they found him again.

He looked out into the night sky as the stars twinkled, poking white pinholes into the dark background of Agrabah.

The city loomed underneath the glittering sky, taking a glowing golden colour.

It was beautiful and he thought he might just sit and enjoy it for a while, you know - before he gets imprisoned.

"Halt!" Jafar screamed as he felt a hand on his shoulder, he whipped around to see a familiar face.

"Rashida..." Jafar felt his heart beat faster as he remembered their time together, when they were young. He didn't even realise he had a small smile on his face, before she bursted his bubble.

"Don't get too excited," Rashida snapped, rolling her eyes at him.

"You look the same, perfect," Jafar's cheek temperature immediately changed as he saw the smirk on Rashida's face, "Um...I Uh, I meant annoying...Perfectly annoying."

Rashida felt a pang of guilt while going through with this, she knew she didn't want to develop any feelings.

But she hadn't even spent time with him again for a ten minutes and she already knew he had was still in love with her.

"So, what are you doing here? Has Hamed finally lost it that he sent you here to take me instead of the royal guard?" Jafar looked away from Rashida, turning his head back to the view - fixing his eyes on it while he spoke.

"That's 'The Sultan' to you and don't be naive, I thought you knew better than that," Rashida scolded him as she sat next to him on the sand, "What have you been up to these days, Jaffie?"

Jafar growled, "Don't call me that again, Rashie."

Rashida laughed, "My name for you is still better."

"Of course...I knew you would still be a trifling little princess."

"Sure, but your still a grumpy old fossil."

"Enough with the idle chatter, why are you here?"

"To take you back, the kingdom needs you. Forget your plans, forget Aladdin. Come back with me and get a second chance, don't be stupid and refuse it. Please," Jafar looked down at his leg where Rashida had placed her hand, "Do this and we will spare you. We'll forgive you - I'll forgive you. Just take my hand."

Rashida held her hand out to him and he looked at it hesitantly, "Will I get to keep my staff?"

"Sure, whatever," Rashida laughed.

"Iago?"

"Yes, you can keep your stupid parrot."

"Macaw. You know this, now you're just being cruel...What about my position in the court?"

"Still a parrot...and that's a bit of stretch, don't you think?"

"What about..."

"I'm starting to regret this."

"Fine, fine, I'm coming," Jafar mumbled under his breath as he followed her, "I better still have my balcony...I'm not living like a peasant..."