Apr 30, 2016
"Brother!" "You lost the right to call me that long ago!"
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"Brother!" "You lost the right to call me that long ago!"
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The silence of an unusually warm night in Agrabah is interrupted by a trio of powerful knocks at the palace door. The silence of the night resumes for only a brief moment before four more powerful reverberations. Soon, the foyer echoes with the creak of the entrance doors. The unseen trespasser's voice calls in from outside, "Helllooo? Anybody hooome? Are you sleeepiiing?"
Jafar had been wrapping up a few of his assigned tasks for the day in the small study adjacent to the throne room. It was unusual for him to be working this late but it was the nature of the job; constant fluctuations to see to the needs of the city. At first he disregarded the knocks at the door, figuring one of the servants would tend to the visitor.
Then another set of knocks. He bit down an frustrated growl to the interruption of his train of thought. Jafar continued to ignore the sound until his eyes strayed to the side, now hearing a voice. "As if I didn't have enough on my plate--" He mumbled to himself once more, making his way out to the throne room, staff in hand. "And just how did you--" Jafar blinked his exotic eyes towards the man at the other side of the room. That was a lot of red, even for the vizier's taste.