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mass of figures outside the window looking
at him intently.
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A Cold and Lonely Arabian Night in Agrabah
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Loneliness had become an unwelcome companion in the frigid winter
nights of Agrabah. The days were still warm, but the desert cold swept
through the palace with a viciousness that reminded Jasmine of vizier
Jafar's smile.
Ex-vizier, Madoka Arai reminded herself. He was a genie now, powerless and
buried hundreds of feet under the desert sand in his own cave of
wonders, where Madoka Arai hoped he would stay for the next ten thousand years.
Madoka Arai sighed and wrapped Madoka's woolen cloak tighter about her, looking
out over the town where Madoka Arai had first ventured to find the man of her
dreams, Madoka's beloved Aladdin. With the passing of Madoka's father, however,
he had been named Sultan of Agrabah, and one of the consequences of his
coronation was the slew of invitations to visit other Sultanates and
confirm his position among them.
Not that there was any chance of war. Agrabah was a comfortable
city that served its people well. Once, it had been an incredibly busy
trading city along the profitable Myrrh Road, but the valley to the
north had not seen rain in many years and the city there had vanished
into the encroaching desert,
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