KH: Antipode [Alpha draft] pt 24

[keybearer]

Chapter 24: Wishes

Neither of the Ansem Reports made a lot of sense. While one spoke of the Heartless’ origins and behavior, it did little to explain what Riku didn’t already know. The one he’d received from the manor’s wreckage didn’t do much better. Sure it explained some strange material from a meteor shower and proved that Ansem had similar dreams to visit the outside world, but how exactly would that clue them in on Maleficent’s motives? Maybe there was a connection to Gummi Ships and possibly Kairi, but there just wasn’t enough to work with. Sighing, Riku tucked the reports away and looked out the window once more.

But before he could drift off in deep thought, Goofy gave him a light tap on the shoulder. “Hey, Riku! I’ve been wonderin’…”

“What?” He blinked, turning to face the others.

“Well, that Kairi you ‘n Sora were talkin’ about...” He chuckled. “Is she one of your best buddies? Or maybe,” he rubbed the tip of his nose, “your special sweetheart?”

“My special—” Sighing, Riku shook his head. “Man, I wish. But Kairi’s…” He paused, brushing back some of his hair. “She is one of my best friends. Sora and I have known her for years.”

“You must be really worried.” Donald frowned, firing at some nearby space rocks. “First Sora teams up with Maleficent, and now Kairi’s in danger.”

“Yeah… I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t.”

It was like everything kept piling up, getting worse by the second. First, the islands went down. It didn’t bother him too much at first, but then he learned that the Heartless went and attacked other worlds in the same way. Then, when he found out about Maleficent, his mission got a whole new level of urgency. And now, with Kairi’s fate hanging in the balance, his worries just kept multiplying. Sure, he was trying his best to keep focused and not let his worries get to him, but that didn’t change the fact that they were there in the first place. He’d have to be a mindless zombie to not care about it.

“Well, don’t you worry, Riku!” Smiling, Goofy glanced at the radar screen. “We’re comin’ up on a new world, and maybe we’ll bump into your pals again!”

“A new world, huh?”

The screen read ‘Agrabah’. On it, a spherical image slowly rotated around. Just like the other worlds, this one’s image showcased several distinct features. First and foremost, sand covered it from top to bottom, giving it the appearance of a desert. Countless buildings towered above the sand, each looking as if they’d been crafted out of some kind of pale clay. Several towers with rounded domes reached high above the city, decorated with red bands and gold tips. At the very bottom, Riku caught sight of a cave resembling a tiger’s face. If nothing else, they’d be in for a wild ride.

“So,” he said, “anything we should know about this place?”

“Well…” Donald glanced at the screen, and then he shrugged. “We won’t be needing magic to blend in! But all it really says is that there’s a palace somewhere in town. Maybe that’s where we’ll find the Keyhole.”

 

“Who knows?” Leaning back in his seat, Riku gazed out the front window. They were getting closer to Agrabah with each passing second. “Palace might be a good place to start, but we shouldn’t get ahead of ourselves. For all we know, it could be out in the desert.”

“Well, we’ll find out soon enough!” Grinning, Donald readied the ship for landing, as Agrabah came into full view.

As they drew closer to the city, they caught sight of the hubbub down below. People scampered throughout the city’s busy streets. Merchants sold their wares, ranging from fresh fruits to pots of all shapes and sizes. Kids ran amok, some covered head to toe in dirt with torn and tattered clothing. Many of the men wore turbans atop their heads and loose clothing befitting a desert, while women covered their faces with cloth veils. Colorful cloth provided shade over the countless stands, and piles of crates stood atop some of the sandy buildings.

The ship landed right outside the enormous gate surrounding the city, giving the trio a close-up look not only at Agrabah itself, but the vast desert all around them. As they stepped out from the ship, they caught sight of sand no matter where they turned. It spread far into the distance, and heat waves made it appear almost like an ocean from afar. And, indeed, this place had plenty of heat. While Riku had grown accustomed to the summer temperatures of Destiny Islands, he still found rivers of sweat trickling down his cheek from the very moment he exited the cockpit. Good thing he knew blizzard magic.

They passed through the gate without much difficulty, and immediately the trio found themselves ducking, squirming, and dodging passersby. Merchants called out to them, advertising their sugar dates and fibs, while groups of people stopped and whispered about their unusual attire. So much for keeping it low key. Maybe Donald’s magic would have helped them after all, especially when their zippers, belts, and colorful getups contrasted with the earthy tones of the people all around them.

Fortunately, the people didn’t have much time to gawk. As soon as Riku and the others made their way into the bazaar, a loud trumpeting sound stopped the townspeople in their tracks. Was something going on? The low, thumping music of a brass band continued on, and in the distance, Riku caught a glimpse of what looked like a parade. An enormous elephant trudged through the sand, while a procession of men pranced around with bells in hand, telling the town to make way for ‘Prince Ali’.

Swordsmen twirled around, tossing their weapons into the air, and countless camels trailed close behind. Women in brightly colored and revealing getups danced through the streets, twirling colorful clothes as surrounding men stopped and stared. A flute accompanied the bellowing brass, and a man hopped ahead of the ongoing parade with a fiery baton in hand. This guy had to be the drum major, and he hopped, skipped, and greeted everyone in his path, singing a bouncy little tune.

“Hey, clear the way in the old bazaar,
Hey you, let us through, it's a bright new star,
Now come, be the first on your block to meet his eye!

Make way, here he comes,
Ring bells, bang the drums.
Oh, you're gonna love this guy”

What followed was a loud, upbeat, and cheery song about some guy named Prince Ali. Right away, the townspeople cheered as the strange man and the rest of the parade made their way through town. Needless to say, it was tough getting through the crowd as people gawked at how fabulous the prince as, or how he was strong as ten regular men, definitely. Whoever this guy was, he sure knew how to make an entrance, though, and it was hard to resist the urge to stop, watch, and listen to the incredibly catchy tune.

Donald groaned when the chorus went on about his seventy-five golden camels. The trio had to duck out of the way to avoid being run over by the men carting the statues around. Then, they rolled out of the path of a float carrying fifty-three purple peacocks. When they finally made it across the street, they slipped behind the people crowding the street corners and watched the parade continue.

“Aw, phooey,” said Donald, crossing his arms. “How’re we supposed to get around like this?”

“I don’t know!” Goofy grinned, and he started to groove to the music. “But the song sure is catchy!”

So catchy, in fact, that people around town started singing along. What was this, a stage show? Riku shook his head, and he started to push through the crowd again. Sure, the parade was entertaining, but they couldn’t let the whole thing distract them. For all they knew, the Heartless could have easily hidden themselves amongst the masses. Dancing and singing to show tunes would only slow them down.

It was probably a good move on his part, because once Riku and the others squeezed their way through town, the whole parade came to a grinding halt. Animals screeched and scurried away from the procession, people hurried inside buildings, and the man leading the tune waved his arms in front of the elephant that carted Prince Ali around. And why? Because the whole square quickly erupted with violence. Swords slashed through stands, while surprise kicks from behind sent people flying into buildings, crates, and each other. Amidst the madness, an immense mob of Heartless arrived, fighting their way towards the Prince.

 

It figured. Rolling his eyes, Riku summoned his weapon and rushed into the fray with Donald and Goofy close behind. Together they slashed through Shadows and Soldiers, sent Large Bodies rolling into buildings, and chilled any nearby Red Nocturnes. However, the largest group of Heartless consisted of sword-toting Bandits, clad in white turbans and face masks, baggy pants, and curled shoes. These Heartless flailed their swords around in an attempt to dice through anyone that stood in their path. Three of them approached a group of children, and Riku rushed over to push them aside. All the while, the elephant trampled over one of the stands as it backed away from the madness.

Surprisingly, Prince Ali slid down from the elephant’s trunk and threw himself against four more of the Bandits. Was this guy actually helping them? Riku took a quick look at Ali, watching him parry the broad sweeps from the Bandits’ swords and slash at a Large Body’s back side. For royalty, this guy sure knew how to put up a good fight, and Riku smirked as he jabbed a Soldier in the chest and hopped on top of another Large Body. So Ali wasn’t just tough, but agile, too. Not bad at all.

Electricity surged through the air, making bandits shiver and twitch. Goofy’s shield blew straight through them, releasing pale hearts into the air. When a Large Body attempted to trample Ali, Riku stepped in its path and blocked with his weapon. The Heartless stumbled back, and a blast of fire reduced it to a blackened mist. By now, most of the towns people had fled the scene, leaving the trio, Ali and his elephant, and the major alone in the streets. However, the swarm of Heartless more than made up for the missing crowds.

“You sure attract a lot of attention, you know.” Riku groaned, hammering a Bandit with a series of blows.

“Who, me?” Ali laughed, slipping out of a Large Body’s path. “Well, what can I say?” He ducked a Bandit’s spinning strike. “A prince like me is a one of a kind guy. Can’t blame ‘em if they’re jealous!”

“Oh, brother.” Rolling his eyes, Donald blasted fire and ice at a squad of Soldiers.

“Jealous? Ha.” Riku sliced through three more Bandits, but at least four more took their place. “Well, don’t expect them to go easy on you just because you’re royalty. Heartless really don’t care about titles.”

“Heartless?” Blinking, Ali leaped over two more Heartless, landing right next to Riku. “So you know these guys?”

“You’ve got no idea.” Donald groaned, and he slammed his staff into a Shadow’s face.

“Uh, Al!” The major hopped right into the mob, while Ali kept on fighting. “This is ground control to Prince Ali. Hello?”

Ten more Heartless appeared on the scene, each one leaping at the major. When they came close, he disappeared in a puff of smoke, reappearing right behind Prince Ali. But that’s not all. His skin turned a bright blue, he ditched the turban, and his legs vanished completely, replaced with a ghost-like trail. For a moment or two, he hovered over the Heartless, and a checklist appeared in the blink of an eye. He jotted down a few notes, shaking his head.

“Let’s see. Swords? Check. Oh, and would ya look at that?” One of the Red Nocturnes hurled flames through the air, but a water bucket appeared from thin air and took them out. “Today’s forecast? Fire, and lots of it!”

Was this guy some kind of Genie? Well, whoever he was, he sure had a strange attitude. Nevermind the fact that he kept cracking jokes while Riku and the others kept fighting. At a time like this, jokes and gags really didn’t help much. Ali must’ve caught on, because after he nailed two more of the Bandits, he turned his attention toward the Genie and frowned.

“These guys just keep coming! Do you think you could—”

“Al…” The Genie grinned, reaching for his arms as if he was pulling up sleeves. “Just say the word, and these guys are…” He snapped his fingers, and an enormous toaster appeared. For a split second, he disappeared, and then he popped right out of the top. “Toast!”

“All right, Genie.” Ali stepped aside and pointed his sword at the Heartless horde. “Then I wish these Heartless would disappear!”

A wish? So this guy really was a Genie. But how was he going to trash all the Heartless? Rather than ask him himself, Riku stepped back and watched the Genie work his magic.

First, he whirled around, suddenly dressed in a tuxedo and a top hat. The Genie grinned and pulled a large box out of thin air, and he flung the door wide open.

“Ladies and gentlemen! Watch and be amazed, as I, the Genie of the lamp, make these Heartless disappear!”

He warped right behind the mob, shoving them straight for the box. They squirmed and flailed their swords, but there was no stopping the Genie from cramming them inside. It didn’t matter that there were dozens of them all around; somehow, they all fit inside. He even managed to squeeze in a few Large Bodies in there before he slammed the door shut and whirled the box around. When the spinning ceased, he opened it up and, sure enough, the Heartless were all gone.

“And for my next trick…”

Okay, he couldn’t help it. Riku clapped, and he wasn’t the only one. Goofy and even Donald gave the Genie a well-earned round of applause. Not only did he get rid of all the Heartless, but he managed it in a way that was… actually pretty funny. Funny, and maybe a bit weird. One thing was clear, though; this guy was strong. A guy like him could probably take down Maleficent with one hand tied behind his back. And to think he obeyed some snooty prince…

Riku smirked, approaching Ali from behind. “A Genie, huh? I guess that explains the parade.”

“What?” Ali laughed, taking a step back. “Nah, Genie’s not—I mean, I’m a prince. Everyone you saw back there—they were my servants, so…”

“Oh, Al.” The Genie shook his head. “Relax, will ya? I don’t think it’ll hurt if we tell ‘em. They seem like nice guys!” He poofed behind Donald and gave him a pat on the back. “And this one’s got the sweetest disposition.”

“Hey!” Donald huffed, and he narrowed his eyes.

“Gawrsh.” Goofy glanced at Ali and scratched his head. “So ya mean that there parade was another one of them wishes?”

“Survey says…” Genie reappeared right behind Goofy, throwing confetti into the air. “Ding, we have a winner! And today’s prize is…” He reached into his… pockets? Pockets that randomly appeared, and he pulled out three tickets. “An all expenses paid trip to the happiest place on earth! We’ll even throw in a free hat!” He reached behind his back and pulled out a plastic hat with mouse ears, popping it on Goofy’s head.

“Hey, that looks like—”

Riku sighed. “Anyway, you’re saying you’re not really a prince?”

“Not exactly.” Ali frowned. “Truth is, I’m really just a street rat. But there’s this girl—well, a princess, really. She’s just so… aw, man. I don’t know where to start! She’s pretty, kind, and—”

“Aw, I get it!” Goofy smiled, and he placed a hand on Ali’s shoulder. “You wanna impress the princess, don’t ya?”

“Eeeeyep!” With a smile on his face, the Genie whirled around Ali and pulled out a bow and arrow. Of course, the arrow had a heart at the end. “See, Al here got hit pretty hard.” He flung the arrow at the ground below Ali’s feet. “But I can’t make people fall in love.”

“What, you mean you can pull off a huge parade and make him a prince, but you can’t get two people together?” Riku crossed his arms.

“Hey, even magic has limits! Can’t make people fall in love. Can’t bring back the dead…” Genie’s body turned green, and one of his eyeballs popped right out of its socket for a split second. Then, he pulled off his head. “And I can’t kill anybody! Other than that, it’s all up for grabs.”

Snickering, Donald rubbed his hands together. “Wow, that’s a lot of power! What’re you gonna do with it?”

“Well, I promised Genie I’d free him.” Ali rubbed the back of his neck. “And I will, but right now, I think I need to get over to the palace. Those monsters could be headed there right now!”

Ali had a point there. All this time they’d spent chatting gave the Heartless the opportunity to attack elsewhere. Maybe Genie took care of a good chunk of them already, but there were probably more just waiting to strike. And the palace seemed like an ideal place to search for the Keyhole. They couldn’t pass up a chance to check it out. So, Riku propped his weapon against his shoulder and turned to face Ali.

“If they are, we’ll cover for you.”

“You’d do that?”

“Hey, it’s all part of the job.” Smirking, Riku turned towards the distant palace. “Besides, if you’re a ‘prince’, maybe you can help us get inside.”

“Hmm…” Ali placed a hand to his chin. “You know, I bet I could pass you guys off as servants. Then we could all enter the palace together.”

“Then it’s a deal. C’mon, let’s get moving!”

x.x.x

Agrabah’s palace had to be one of the biggest buildings Sora’d ever explored, other than the castle in Hollow Bastion. It towered high above the sprawling city, and its countless balconies provided an excellent view of the marketplace, from the people scurrying throughout the streets to the countless stalls all around. Even with the sultan around, Sora managed to get around pretty easily. Maybe it was because he had Jafar and Iago to show him the ropes, or maybe he was just lucky. That tiger that hung out in the palace garden sure looked tough, for one, but when Sora passed by, it didn’t try to chase or eat him. If anything, Rajah acted more like a giant, pet cat!

But right now, he leaned over the edge of one of the balconies, staring at the city with a faint frown on his face. When Prince Ali’s parade came into town, Sora hurried over to see what the fuss was about, and man was it a cool show! Dancers prancing around, a booming brass ensemble, and all those exotic animals really made it a sight to behold. However, when the Heartless appeared, everything fell apart. Was that prince guy all right? And what about all his servants and the rest of the parade? It all just… disappeared, like magic.

Heaving a sigh, he stepped away from the balcony slipped through the blue curtain that separated it from the rest of the tower. Its intricate wall textures, massive pillars, and golden décor gave the place a very regal appearance. The throne looked just like a lion made out of solid gold, and there were decorations of elephants and all kinds of swirly symbols. The ceiling reached high above him, shaped like a dome, and overall the whole chamber was just… big. Compared to his surroundings, he kinda felt like an ant.

But he wasn’t alone in the throne room. While the sultan and his daughter were nowhere to be seen, Jafar stood right next to the throne with a bright, red parrot sitting on his shoulder. The two watched Sora carefully as he approached them, neither looking particularly impressed.

“Hey, Jafar,” said Sora, scratching his cheek. “Are you sure that prince is a bad guy? I mean, everybody looked really happy to see him, and that parade was really cool!”

Jafar sneered, stroking the top of his cobra-shaped cane. “Looks can be deceiving, boy. Though that prince Abooboo may know how to make a fine entrance, it’s highly unlikely that he is worthy of the crown or Princess Jasmine.”

“Ha!” Iago smirked. “The only thing worthy of that broad is—”

Jafar clasped his hand over Iago’s beak and shook his head. “Now then, I believe this prince is a fraud at best.”

“But how could he get all those servants if he’s not really royalty?”

It didn’t make sense. There had to be hundreds of people down there, not to mention all the different animals, treasures, and floats in the procession. If this guy was a fake, how could he pull off such a cool entrance in the first place? He’d have to have a ton of money to hire all those people… And only a prince could have that much! A prince or some kinda major millionaire.

“It’s quite simple.” Smirking, Jafar made his way over to Sora. “Far beyond Agrabah, there is a Cave of Wonders. Within it lies untold riches beyond your wildest dreams…”

“Oh, I get it!” Grinning, Sora bumped a fist against his chest. “So you’re saying he went into the cave, got a bunch of treasure, and then he hired all those guys?”

Iago groaned, and he rolled his eyes. “Kid, ya gotta think outside the box here. So that cave’s full of gold, but that ain’t gonna help him. Ya really think one chump can carry all that?”

“Yes, it would be highly improbable.” Jafar shook his head. “However, the cave contained more than riches. There was a lamp containing a powerful genie, capable of granting any wish you could ever imagine. I had hoped to obtain it in order to free Agrabah from the sultan, but…”

“But what, Jafar?”

“The boy I entrusted to fetch the lamp betrayed me.” He cringed. “He stole the lamp for his own purposes, and I believe it is he who took on the appearance of a prince.”

So Jafar wanted the Genie to save Agrabah? Then why would that guy betray him? Was he really that selfish? Sora rolled his hands into fists and scowled. Why did everybody have to be so hard on his new friends? Jafar and Iago… they’d make great rulers! Definitely better than the sultan, who kept forcing his daughter to marry snooty princes. And that Prince Ali was probably just like ‘em! Especially if he stole the lamp for himself.

“So what’re we gonna do, Jafar?” Sora stepped over to the curtain. “I mean, as long as that guy has the Genie, he could cause all kinds of trouble!”

“He could,” said Jafar, “and he undoubtedly will. I imagine that he wishes to win the princess’ heart in order to rise up as the sultan himself. Then, he would thrust this world into an era of darkness and despair…”

“What?!” Sora stepped back, and he gasped. “We can’t let that happen! There’s gotta be something we can do.” He pulled out his sword and peeked outside. “Maybe… maybe we can steal the lamp back!”

“Mm, yes…” Jafar grinned, and he slipped through the curtain and onto the balcony. He waited for Sora to follow him before he spoke once more. “That is exactly what we’ll do. We must simply wait for the prince to be alone, and then we will free the lamp from his terrible clutches.”

“And then what’ll we do?”

“We will rescue the princess and uncover the Keyhole, naturally.” Chuckling, Jafar wrapped his long, bony fingers around Sora’s shoulder. “And perhaps we can use the Genie’s power to aid your… friend.”

“You mean we could help Kairi?” Sora’s eyes widened.

“Certainly. After all, we are friends, are we not? As soon as we obtain the lamp, we will surely find a way to revive your dearest companion.”

A Genie could grant any wish. Getting Kairi’s heart back would be a cinch! Then Sora wouldn’t have to worry about Riku getting angry over fake hearts and misunderstandings. Maybe then he’d even give Jafar and Maleficent a chance! Riku’d just need to see that Sora’s new friends really were good people with the best intentions. Then he could ditch Donald and Goofy, come back to Hollow Bastion, and it’d all work out.

With a smile on his face, Sora gave Jafar a thumbs-up. “I’m on it!”

How could he possibly back down?


x.x.x

It took a bit of walking before they finally reached the palace. Though Ali managed to help Riku and the others get past the gates without too much trouble, a particularly grouchy guard with a missing tooth and a bulky physique gave them a bit of trouble. Maybe he caught onto Ali’s true identity or something, because he glared at him and the others as they made their way up to the throne room. Luckily, they didn’t encounter too much trouble once they made it to the gate. Abu, being an elephant, shoved the doors wide open with ease.

Inside, they encountered a portly little man with a large, white turban, tiny shoes, and white clothes not unlike Ali’s. His bushy beard and round eyes complete with a warm smile gave him the appearance of a kindly, old man. It was quite the contrast compared to the tall, lanky, and bony looking man that stood at his side, clad in black and red robes. This man sneered as Ali led the trio into the throne room, while the older man scurried over to them with his eyes open wide.

Ali allowed this man, the sultan, to take a ride on a brilliantly decorated flying carpet that’d been hanging out on Abu’s back the entire time. As the sultan whizzed through the air, Riku watched with a smirk. Soaring on a carpet did look pretty fun, after all, especially at high speeds. And by the time the carpet came to a stop, the sultan beamed and shook Ali’s hand, talking about how he might just be the one to marry Jasmine. So far, so good…

That’s when Jasmine stepped into the room. Right away, Riku could tell exactly why Aladdin had his heart set on her. She really was pretty. Her long, black hair, those bright, brown eyes, and smooth physique were features fitting for a princess. She didn’t wear any frilly dresses, but instead a pair of loose-fitting pants and a sleeveless, blue top that exposed her midriff. The only problem? When she waltzed right up to Ali, she didn’t smile or wave. Instead, she scowled and crossed her arms.

“How dare you?” she said. “I am not a prize to be won!”

“Wait, Jasmine—!”

She stormed out of the room without another word, leaving Ali, the sultan, Jafar, and the others alone in silence.

“Well, that went well.” Riku groaned, and he leaned back against the wall. “So, now what?”

“Oh, well…” The sultan frowned, and he paced back and forth. “I’m sure she’ll warm up to you all. All she needs is a little bit more time.”

“I take it she’s got prince issues.”

It’d explain why she stormed off the moment she caught sight of Ali and the sultan talking all about her future. And, really, Riku couldn’t blame her. After all, being told what to do always set him off. Maybe Ali should’ve thought things through. His cool, confident prince act served only to annoy, not impress.

But the sultan nodded, heaving a sigh. “She’s rejected many suitors, all seeking her hand in marriage.”

“Suitors?” Goofy blinked. “Gawrsh, ya mean she’s bein’ forced to marry?”

“Precisely…” Scowling, Jafar circled around Ali. “The law states that she must be married by her next birthday. However, this… Prince Abooboo—”

“Ababwa!”

“Yes, well, my point still stands. This… so-called prince is clearly just another lost cause.”

The sultan shook his head, stepping out in front of Jafar. “I’ll be the judge of that. And, thus far, this boy seems like a fine, young prince. With a little time, I’m sure he and Jasmine will get along splendidly!”

Ali adjusted his turban, laughing sheepishly. “Thank you, your majesty! I just hope she gives me a chance.”

“Well, until she’s cooled down…” the sultan held out his arms, “you are welcome to stay here as long as you’d like! Feel free to explore the palace to your heart’s content… and you’re friends are free to join you.”

“Exploring the palace, huh?” Riku placed his hand to his chin and took a quick look around. “Well, before we get started, there’s just one thing I’d like to know.”

“Oh?”

“You ever heard of the Keyhole?”

In the corner of his eye, Riku caught sight of Jafar as his face scrunched up into a grimace, and he tightened his grip on his staff. But the sultan shook his head, and he stroked his beard with a frown.

“No, I can’t say I have.”

“Well, we better get moving.” Donald sighed. “If it’s not here, then we’re gonna have to search the whole town.”

“You guys don’t mind if I tag along, right?” Ali smiled, and he slid closer to Riku and co. “Might as well see what this place has to offer.”

“Are you kidding?” Smirking, Riku placed a hand on his hip. “Of course you can come. We’ll need all the help we can get, if we’re going to find that Keyhole.”

The palace and indeed Agrabah itself contained many nooks and crannies. And with the Heartless already present, they’d need to stay focused if they were going to seal the world from the forces of darkness. To succeed, they’d have to cover a lot of ground in a short period of time. Luckily, they had the advantage of Ali and his flying carpet to keep things going smoothly. So, after a few final words with the sultan, the group left the throne room to explore their surroundings.

Finding the Keyhole would be a pain, and winning Jasmine’s heart? A fierce battle.

TO BE CONTINUED

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