<strong>Jasmine<br/>Location: Agrabah Palace<br/>Tagging: None</strong><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://jirkavinse.files.wordpress.com/2011/10/jasmine1.jpg)</div></div><br/>Jasmine leaned her head against her arms, staring out at the night sky. Her father, the Sultan, had commandeered Aladdin for some diplomatic trade meeting, and it was dragging on. She hadn't seen him all week, and the few times she had seen him, he'd been hustled away by her father, or her father's new Vizier. Sometimes, she had to wonder if her father hadn't gone senile after all; a boy from the streets, the next Sultan?<br/><br/>She shook her head, dismissing the arrogant thought as soon as it had come. She loved Aladdin, truly. She just had to be more patient. Of course her father would be concerned about cramming as much as he could about running the kingdom into Aladdin's head. The Sultan might look like a doddering old fool who played with his models, but -- Jafar's treachery aside -- there was little he missed in the daily running of the kingdom.<br/><br/>If she was being truthful, she was<em>bored</em>. Aladdin sequestered with her father, the Genie flitted off to some far corner of the world... There just wasn't much to do in Agrabah anymore.<br/><br/>In her lowest moments, she almost missed Jafar. The man was slimy, slippery and treacherous, but the kingdom had certainly been more interesting when he was around.