𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒆𝒄𝒉𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 ━━━ ❪ 𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚗. ❫ ✓

𝖘𝖎𝖝

a/n
ik the gif below ain't
rashida or jafar but
it matched the story so
i went with it + the jafar
gifs r not much. ps. this
is where the story starts to
become a lot more canon.

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JASMINE LOOKED MAJESTIC as she walked down the set of stairs that stood in front of the entrance to the main palace.

"Oh wow," Jasmine's first eligible bachelor, Prince Anders spoke as he first laid eyes on her.

Behind Jasmine followed Dalia and Rajah. Waiting for her were her father, Rashida, Jafar, some of the Palace Guards and Prince Anders' royal court who had customary, usually fancy gifts.

As Jasmine began to reach the bottom steps, the Sultan started to introduce her, "Prince Anders, my daughter...Princess Jasmine."

Prince Anders began to speak, "So, why did no one tell me of your beauty?"

Jasmine cocked her head and answered, almost sarcastically, "No one mentioned yours either."

He laughed cheekily, "Thank you. They say that, in Skanland. Yeah...Right?" He looked around at his fellow men, laughing foolishly and they followed along, "It's very amusing."

"We have the same title yet are never mentioned the same way," Jasmine said.

"She's doing it again," Jafar mentioned to Rashida.

"No, it'll be fine," Rashida said.

Prince Anders noticed Jasmine's tiger, "What is that? No, wait. Don't tell me...it's a cat...with stripes."

"He likes you," Iago squawked, stating the un-obvious. Everyone in the castle had been subject to Rajah's outbursts long enough to know when not to disturb him.

The Prince laughed, "I know because in Skanland, the cats love me. Hey puss, puss. Here puss, puss, puss..."

Rajah growled at him and he screamed, falling to the floor. Jafar laughed loudly, taking no regret in doing so as his parrot giggled with him.

Jasmine tried to calm him down. Rajah didn't like strangers, especially arrogant ones like these.

"Prince Anders..." The Sultan said.

"Yeah?" Prince Anders replied, dumbfounded.

"We have been told you've brought us a special gift," Hamed said.

"Can you guess what it is?" The Prince started jumping with glee, like a child.

"Oh, um...Dalia's good at this game," Jasmine turned to her friend, ready to make fun of him, "What could it be?"

"Yes, what could it be?" Dalia false wondered, "Is it a giraffe?"

"No! It's not, no," He chuckled.

"Is it a male cow?" Dalia continued.

"Oh, no - your so close!"

"Is it a female cow?"

"So close!"

"Is it a gaggle of geese?" The Prince shook his head, "So it's not a gaggle? Rashida, will you try?"

"Could it be the answer to my problems?" Rashida said dryly, waiting for this bothersome prince to just spit it out.

"No...You naughty girls! You lied, you are not good at this game!" He wiggled his eyebrows at Jasmine as he ripped the white sheet off his gift, 'revealing' it to be a cannon, "Surprise."

"Wow, it's a cannon," Dalia said.

"It's a cannon..." Jasmine repeated, smirking.

"In Skanland everything we make is sleek and minimal."

"Oh, it is very impressive but we are humble people, Prince Anders. We are not impressed with the gift so much as the sentiment behind it."

"Sentiment?"

"Your desire for war," Jasmine pointed out.

Prince Anders smiled stupidly again, "No, it's just a very big gun."

Jafar decided to pitch in, "Our princess fails to understand that no man desires war but a ruler must prepare for it nonetheless."

Prince Anders sighed in understanding, "Whatever that means."

"The princess also wonders that in preparing for this war, you induced the very conflict you seek to avoid."

Jafar let out an eerie laugh, "Ah...the princess had read something about statecraft."

Rashida creased her eyebrows at him, "What are you doing? Your supposed to be being nice!"

"Exactly, that's why the princess is delighted to receive your gift, Prince Anders," Hamed interrupted.

Jafar and Jasmine continued to hold eye contact, the growing distaste was more than crystal clear. Rashida tried to even out the awkwardness, "Do go on, Prince Anders."