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Click herePuzzled, the Princess left the bed, and on somewhat unsteady legs went to pick it up. As she did so, she heard a groan from where she had left the would be Prince Parvi. She turned towards him, as she inspected the small lamp.
"No! Don't!! I..." Parvi cried out desperately. But it was too late.
As Azar turned the lamp over in her hands, rubbing it slightly as she did so, a genie suddenly sprang out of the unremarkable object. It rose out of the tip of the lamp, a growing humanoid figure rising all the way to the high ceiling.
Azar took a step back in surprise, but then the spirit bowed to her and spoke in a deep voice.
"I am the Genie of the Lamp, Mistress. Your wish is now my command. Three things you may wish from me, to fill your heart's desire."
It only took Azar a second to readjust to this new development, in a night that just kept surprising her. She smiled triumphantly.
"Hear me, Genie of the Lamp. This is the first command of your new Mistress:..."
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The wedding of the Princess of Samarkand to a simple stable boy whose primary physical features were a shock of reddish-brown hair and sharp, fang-like teeth, was of course a shock to the whole Sultanate. The Sultan himself was initially devastated that his daughter had chosen so poorly in the end. But after a while he came to trust the new Prince Shariq, and on the suggestion of his daughter even made him the new Grand Vizier. Azar had asked for no wedding gift from her father but the banishment of Jafar, his trusted advisor, and he had relented, in gratitude to her.
In fact, it seemed like The Sultan was made even happier when his daughter announced that she was with child some months after the wedding.
The curse of her brother broken by the Genie had made it possible for them to always be together as man and wife, not as princess and her tiger. But as her belly grew unusually large, Azar thought that maybe it had been for the best that the Sultan passed away in that happy state before the birth of the heir to Samarkand was born.
Cant wait for what more stories you can come up with ,keep up the good work!
Thank you so much for your kind words and encouragement.
I did indeed make a quick search and replace due to the well-intended, but slightly confusing rules of this site, and didn’t spell check afterwards. Sorry about that. 😊 As English is not my native language I didn’t stop to think that ”Ali” would pick up parts of my other words too.
There is no way to edit the story without having to repost it, I guess?
Very good! Very imaginative, and excellent use of the song lyrics to move the story along. As I read it, that song was playing over and over in my mind! I loved it!
As a fellow writer, I like to be helpful. When using the "Replace" function, put a space before and after what you're replacing. Like instead of replacing "Ali" with "Parvi", it should have been replace " Ali " with " Parvi ". Then words like "realize" would have been left untouched. Also you can use "Match Case" (Located under 'More'), so it would only look for Ali, and not that "ali" in "realize" or other words. Other that that one little mistake, (which your spell-check SHOULD have caught), it was an excellent fantasy!
Marvelous!
I probably would have placed it in fantasy, or even celebrities.
Note, you obviously made a global edit from Ali to Parvi at some point.