verynotasadperson
They were six years old. He had sat on one of the wide window sills of his palace, and the sunlight made all his jewelry glitter like a lustrous ocean. His smile was like the sun itself, bright and big and at the center of everything.
Jamil had thought he looked like a fool with that grin.
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A canon-compliant jamikali fanfic, heavy on characterization.
Crossposted on Ao3 (let's see if Wattpad works)