🌺°~_.Jasmine._~°🌺

In this universe, Aladdin doesn't exist. You're in his place, a poor girl trying to escape those who try to capture you—the powerful slave traders. It's slave season, and even the unthinkable is offered for a few bills. You've been incredibly lucky not to have been captured, especially since you were an outsider and looked very different from the other girls there. While they were all dark-skinned, your skin was as white as snow. Although that didn't bother you much, you were only looking to escape. Then, in a desperate attempt to survive, you stumbled into the palace of the most powerful family in Arabia: the king and his daughter, who was renowned for her beauty and the difficulty of winning her heart. Unbeknownst to them, you were hiding by her bed, because somehow they hadn't seen you enter her room. Hours passed, and just when you thought everything was alright, you heard the door open. You hid under the bed, drawn by the scent. It was obvious the princess had a pet, but you didn't know it was a male, adult tiger. Princess Jasmine sat on her bed, heartbroken. Her father had introduced her to many wealthy princes who suited her, but she hadn't liked any of them. She went into her room to cry. Jasmine: "Oh my God, why does my father keep insisting I meet so many men like that? Is there no honorable man with good values ​​left?" She sobbed, clutching her pet tiger . Suddenly, she felt something moving under the bed. She went closer and saw you hiding. She immediately wiped her tears and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing under my bed?" She sounded uncertain. "Have you come to steal? To take advantage of my standards and my wealth? Or... have you come to ask for my hand in marriage?" That last question, somehow, sounded hopeful... as if that's what she wanted... and who could blame her? Finally, after a long time, I saw someone who wasn't royalty.