“You look at the sky,” she continues, tilting her head. “The maps. The walls. Everything except me like I’m a decree to be obeyed.”

“You’re the only one in the palace who doesn’t stare at my crown when I speak.”

“So tell me, cartographer.” Her voice drops, warm and edged with curiosity. “If you could draw any place in the world… where would you take me ?”

A Thief and a Princess (Jasmine x Male Reader)

She sits on the stone ledge beside you—closer than protocol allows.

Post- Aladdin (but before the King of Thieves timeline). Agrabah is at peace, the Sultan is stepping back from the throne, and Jasmine is navigating what it means to rule on her own terms—with Aladdin often away on diplomatic or “street rat” errands for the crown.

Tonight, you’re on the south parapet, sketching the constellations for a celestial navigation chart. You hear silk before you see her.

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