Jafar's Innocent Sultana
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Due to Aladdin not being a prince, Jasmine is forced to marry the monster Jafar. Is he truly the monster that everyone sees or is he more than that? Is this feeling magic or pure need?
Jafar stood in the corner and admired the way the candles, the moon and the lights of Agrabah reflected on his new bride. She was wearing a white translucent silk robe that hugged all of her curves. Once it curved around her bottom half it flared out and gathered loosely around her barefeet. The gown definitely didn't leave room for guessing. He could tell from across the room that there was nothing underneath the robe. Whom ever created this for his wedding night would be heavily compensated.
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