❛ 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒆𝒄𝒉𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 ❜ ━━━ ❪ 𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚗. ❫ ✓

𝖙𝖊𝖓

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THE OUTSIDE COURTYARD and the palace ballroom was filled with guests for the celebration evening. Around the room, Rashida could spot the likes of Prince Anders and Prince Ali.

She made her way over to Aladdin, who was with his friend from earlier. They bowed respectively towards her as she approached, "Prince Ali...sir."

"Your Highness," Aladdin began, already nervous.

Rashida noticed and laughed, "It's okay, you can save the jittery nerves for my sister."

"Oh, ok. Thanks," Aladdin smiled.

"I'm sure she's here somewhere," Rashida looked around the hall for her, her blue outfit wasn't that hard to spot.

Rashida was pretty sure that she could hear Prince Ali and his friend mumbling something behind her before turning around to see Ali had already found Jasmine.

She turned to his friend, "What's your name?"

The Genie crossed his brows, he hadn't anticipated being cared about, "Um...Uh."

Rashida moved her head forward in anticipation, waiting for a response, "Yes?"

"I don't think we should share names, I mean all that formal stuff isn't necessary, am I right?" The Genie laughed, trying to play it off.

Rashida was about to continue to question him before, she got turned around by her shoulder, "Jafar?"

"Um...Princess Rashida, would you like to dance?" Jafar felt himself blushing slightly as he asked.

"I would, if you asked me correctly," Rashida smirked.

Jafar grunted, he lowered himself - bowing, one hand behind his back and the other begging for Rashida's, "Princess Rashida of Agrabah...would you like to dance with me?"

Rashida was admittedly...impressed. She didn't think Jafar could bow down to anyone, other than himself. He was dressed in dancing clothes, similar to Prince Ali's, expect his bedazzled suit was in red-orange tones instead of white and gold which coincidentally matched nicely with the red dress Rashida was wearing.

Jafar took her hand, tired of waiting for an answer. He knew she wanted to dance.

Rashida raised her voice to yell as the music started to play, "I'm not wearing clothes for dancing!"

"Who cares! You're the princess!"

Rashida and Jafar joined in the synchronised dance every one else was doing. Rashida was surprised Jafar could keep up and that he knew the moves.

She was enjoying herself with Jafar and was distracted by trying not to trip over her dress.

She found the tension between them getting thicker as she stared into his eyes. She knew he was looking

Until, she saw Prince Ali making a huge scene with his dancing on the other side of the room.

He was going all out, doing backflips and trying to impress Jasmine. It wasn't the fact that Rashida knew Jasmine hated...whatever it was that Ali was doing that made her eyebrows furrow but the fact that she noticed his friend prodding his fingers in a way that looked as if he was controlling the Prince.

AUTHOR's NOTE
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shorter chapters
now - sorry
im lazyy :) x