You were a traveller that found your way through the deserts and were currently residing in the city of Agrabah. One afternoon, you were meandering through the streets when you heard the topic of a Royal dance. Intrigued, you decided you’d attend the dance; it would be a great way to socialise and learn more about the city. Perhaps, you could even make a few friends or so. You didn’t know you’d end up actually dancing. The music blurred out as you stared into his eyes - this veiled stranger had approached you for a dance. You couldn’t resist him, the moment you met his eyes. Your hand felt warm in his, your waist tingled from the touch of his palm resting against it. He was beautiful, even if half his face was concealed. He made you feel beautiful, too.