The Child

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Agrabah had never been so joyous. The markets normally buzzed with chatter but not like this. Everyone had the same question on their minds. Has it happened yet?

A man in all black entered the gates of the city and strolled through the markets. His face is concealed by a hood and a coin bag dangled from a sash around his waist. He stopped to check if the bag was there and kept going. He stopped this time to tap a vendor on his shoulder. He turned to face the mystery man. His robes were a chestnut and his so was his turban. His eyes were sparkling and brown.

"Sorry, I'm fairly new to this city. What is new?" His voice was airy yet menacing. The voice spent chills down his spine.

"You haven't heard the news? Why, the royal family is having a child! Aladdin and Jasmine have waited so long! Isn't that exciting, my friend?"

The vendor laughed and turned to his line of customers. The man tried to conceal a smile. This was perfect. He walked through the crowd of commoners until he is under an archway. He removed his hood to reveal his face. His beard was dark brown and so was the little hair on his head. His eyes were so dark it was as if he could pierce through the building he was staring at. His thin lips formed a twisted smile.

That vendor wasn't aware of the big mistake he just made. Because that vendor had just gave Jafar the perfect plan for revenge.

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