“So, Royal Princess- excuse me, Sultana Jasmine- coming to admire your soon-to-be kingdom?" he said with a smile. "Yes, I want to… — Liz Braswell Copy Share Image
“You think I'm pretty?" she asked, eyes wide. Aladdin paused with his mouth hanging open, unsure what to say. "Ha! I'm kidding,… — Liz Braswell Copy Share Image
“She wished a silly, girlish wish: that she'd had a chance to really fly on the carpet when it was still a… — Liz Braswell Copy Share Image
“I don't see a purse of gold coins on you, smart guy. How do you pay for things?" Aladdin found himself- quite… — Liz Braswell Copy Share Image
“Before I ran away, my closest friend was a tiger." Aladdin laughed softly. "Before I met you, my closest friend was a… — Liz Braswell Copy Share Image
“Interesting. And does Abu have anything else to say?" she asked, leaning closer. Cinnamon. Her breath smelled of cinnamon. He could even… — Liz Braswell Copy Share Image
“Prince,' he could, at this point, take or leave. The rest of his life with Jasmine, however... that was worth everything.” — Liz Braswell Copy Share Image
