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From his snobbish rezones it
became clear to
Jasmine that he was just
another
swaggering peacock. Finally in
exasperation, Jasmine cried, Go
jump off a balcony!''
As the Prince turned to leave,
he conceded, You aren't just
a prize to be won. You should
be free to make your own choice.
Jasmine watched Prince Ali step
off balcony. Instead of
falling, he seemed to float.
How are you doing that? she
asked.
It's uh a magic carpet, Aladdin
replied, You don't want
to go for a ride do you? We
could go a way and see the world......
Is it safe?'' Jasmine asked,
eyeing the carpet.
Sure Aladdin replied, holding out
his hand, Do you trust
me?
Yes'' said Jasmine stepping
onto the carpet. Now she was
almost certain that Prince Ali
was the boy in the marketplace.
The boy had used the same
expression: Do you trust me?
The carpet flew over the
twinkling lights of Agra bah, and
sailed over the starlit desert.
It drifted over the
dark and rolling sea.
Jasmine held on tight
enjoying every moment. She
gasped as they zoomed past the
pyramids of Egypt.
She laughed as they dipped own
in an apple Prichard and Prince Ali
plucked an apple off a tree.
She caught her breath as they set
down in China and watched a
fireworks display from the roof
of a pagoda.
Soon Jasmine would find out
more about this so-called
prince. But whatever happened,
she would never forget her
magical tour of the big,
wonderful surprising
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