Am I a Disney Prince now?

Hector P.O.V.

I know it would be hard to believe that I’m surprised by this development.

Yes, I want to have some fun with an exotic Disney princess. Yes, I inserted myself in the plot… But I really wanted to take it slow… I have one year, for the Omniverse’s sake! The plan is maybe to get in her pants some months from now on, not get married on day two!

Married? Moi? The freest man in the world? Pfft, the irony.

Genie, stop hanging decorations behind Jasmine!

Well, thinking about it a little, it’s not like a marriage would “chain” me. But it would be kinda of an asshole move to marry the girl and dip, that’s why I just wanted to have some fun.

And before anyone say that “only having fun and disappearing” is also a dick move. Again, I planned to take things slowly so that the two of us could have a mature, good time after knowing each other.

But… Marrying?

There are many reasons why I don’t want to get married, even though I can simply choose to run away easily. First, I kinda feel bad for the pure Disney Princess if I do that. I’m not totally heartless. Sun Jiao was an experienced adult who knew where she was getting into.

Another reason is the fact that I discovered that I’m possessive… yeah, not a good trait for a guy that is bound to stay away from “home”. Again, for the hundredth time… I don’t have any overpowered perk that gives me some awesome passive ability to power that makes the love of women for me unbreakable.

Relationships are not easy for army guys who stay away from home for some months, imagine to me… I’m gonna get cucked if I try to make a harem half-heartedly. That’s why I already developed the “I’m not falling in love” mindset.

As an extra reason, I still don’t know for sure how much Destiny and the Plot really influence the worlds that I will visit.

I mean, there’s a chance that Jasmine and Aladdin are destined to fall in love. And maybe when I go away, it’s gonna happen… And the Possessive Hector will become pissed if that happens even if he was the one that abandoned her first. He is an hypocrite like that.

We came back full circle… A little fun without strings? Okay now that I can control my fertility. Getting married? Nope...

“Marry you? Pardon the way i’m gonna say it but… Are you crazy?” I voice my thoughts the best I could.

Her expression changes a little, I guess I hurt her feelings.

“I said to pardon my way of saying it…” I point out “Seriously, princess. You didn’t thought much about it, right?”

“I obviously put a lot of thought on this!” She looks almost offended “I… I…” She hesitates a little “Maybe you don’t know but I am bound by law to marry till tomorrow.”

“Oh, so you want to use me as an fake husband?” That I can get behind. if she is logical like that, I can act logic too and don’t let the feelings get in the way.

“...” But the way she is looking at me…

Yeah… Quick pulse and heartbeat, dilated pupils, the micro expressions… My senses are telling me that she likes me. You are kinda easy, princess. Would you love disappear as easily as it blossomed?

I sigh and sit down on the comfy agglomeration of cushions that I asked some servants to put in my room. “Sit with me, Princess.” I pat my side.

After she sits I decide to be honest and direct. I think is one of my few redeeming qualities.

“You know, marrying me would suck…” I start “I plan to stay here more or less a year before I need to go.” I think I had this talk before. Seriously, maybe I should pause my romantic endeavours “And that is non-negoatiable.” I stop here before she say anything “I will go away and leave you here alone.”

“You can take me with you…” She suggest, surprising me.

“Damn, you really don’t like the idea of  marrying, huh? Even giving up all the luxuries that being a princess and eventually a… Eh, what is the wife of a Sultan called again? Is Queen?”

“Chief Consort… Or Sultana…” She deadpans her dark eyes sucking the light of the room.

“Eh… I see why you don’t like it.” I say helpfully while she gives me a done look.

“Do you see now my predicament?” She stands up and starts pacing the room “Whatever my husband will be, he will become the Sultan! While I will just be his little vase wife. His key to the throne! You could very well put me in all fours and treat me as a throne itself!” She huffs

“You are the daughter of the previous Sultan, this must serve for something… I imagined that your husband would be the Consort.” I say

“...” She looks at me like I’m a retarded “Oh yes, you are from a farewell place…” She seems to remember the fact “That’s not how it works around here. And it’s not about the power! I don’t care about that! It’s about the fact that this gilded cage will close even more tightly! And to someone that I don’t even know!!” She opens her arms and closes them, simulating the cage getting smaller, before turning to me.

“So you are choosing your cage, by choosing me?” I ask “If you wanted I can talk with your father to give you more time…”

“The law said that I must be wed as quickly as possible. I’m the last of the line of my father… I need to start popping out heirs soon…” She sighs and even vulgarly squats a little, making movements with her hands showing things leaving her vagina. Pfft, she is funny.

“Okay, okay~” I placate her while laughing “I have some ways that can make that you don’t need to marry anyone.” I really have, while she was talking I remembered that is pretty easily to put her destiny in her hands.

“...” My words don’t have the effect that I expected “Is really that undesearable to marry me?” She looks away and says ina whisper. In a voice so low that if not for my enhanced senses, I would be able to hear her.

“...” Not gonna lie, hearing her sad voice pulled a little my heartstrings. Beautiful women, right?

I sigh again and stand up, walking around her to say to her face- She is crying?! Damn… Ugh…

“Look, Jasmine.” I say softly, using her name while wiping the single tear from the corner of her eye and  grabbing her chin to make her look at me “It’s not what you are thinking. I really can’t stay here for long because of… magic reasons… And it would be uncertain if I will ever come back.” Different from Sun Jiao and Yaoyao, Jasmine would not be able to understand the concept of multiple universes that easily.

And being even more honest “I would also not like being tied in one place for long… It’s on my nature.” While staring at her big brown eyes I continue “I can answer your feelings, but the Hector that you likes is a Free Man.”

I can see understanding in her eyes.

“Don’t worry, I will not allow you to be married off.” Her father can change the law, he did in canon “Your father can be convinced. Before I go, you will be the freest woman in this country.” I assure her

I’m not gonna ignore her plea. I like Jasmine, she is cool.

“Thank you.” She nods gratefully “But I still want to marry you.”

“Eh?” She is looking at me with intensity. This is not a meek princess, after all.

“I don’t care if it's just for a year… I found you and I will not let you escape and leave with regret for life.” She grabs my shirt while saying that, raising her chin to stare deeply into my soul.

Does Disney have yanderes? I don’t think she is one, but damn, she is intense.

“It’s hard to deny the advances of a woman like that.” I whisper to her. She is really into me. I didn’t know that I was so sexy~ “I can appreciate a direct woman that doesn’t play games and knows what she wants…” I add

I pull her to the pillows and sit down at her side. “Let’s talk about it properly. Transparency is everything.” While holding her hand “It doesn’t matter what happens, I will really leave after one year. If you are okay with that…”

“I’m willing to go my whole life without anyone else after you.” She says resolutely

“...” Well… I kinda feel bad for not being fully committed now.

You know what? Let’s go with it… Let’s ignore my overthinking mind a little and trust the pureness of heart of a Disney princess, and the Jasmine that I just met but I know that is cool.

And even if the worst happens… Fuck it! It will be character development!

Maybe part of life is knowing how to enjoy the bad things. Well, not really enjoy… But accepting that shit happens and I need to live/survive with it. I’m not immune to those things happening to me; the earlier I make peace with this fact, the more I will be able to enjoy things.

I can’t live in fear of what can happen and end up doing nothing, not living properly.

After a little more talk about the specifics I say “Despite the time limit… If you really want it, I promise to be fully committed as long as it last.” 

She nods “That is better than what I would receive from some prince around here.”

Well, if she's okay with that… That is not how I imagined my first wedding to happen(I know that I will have more than one), but the unexpected gives some flavor to life. I’m also curious about how married life is…

I stand up “Let’s talk with your father.”

“Now?” Her eyes widen in surprise

“Yep, no need to waste time.” I answer immediately before pausing “Wait, we need to check something first…”

“What?” She asks confused while I turn and walk to her

“A little compatibility test…” I smile roguishly, making my intentions clear to give her a chance to pull away.

She doesn’t. Even when I put my fingers on her chin, she just widens her eyes and wait… Okay, I can mark “Steal a kiss from a princess” as Done in my Bucket List.

She immediately leans on the kiss. It’s chaste and at the same fervorous. No tongue but very heated. I took the opportunity to cope a feel of her soft backside and she doesn’t seem to mind, just jumping a little before… doing the same.

Okay, this princess is more fun than I expected when I came here.

After separating she is still looking at me with a smoldering gaze, that hits my Willpower Bar a heavy blow. I almost pushed her down on those pillows and took her right here and now.

When the sultry smile starts appearing on her red lips, I know that I am in a critical zone, so I interrupt, “Well… I think we are compatible.” I nod sagely

“Are you sure? I think we should check again… And again, and again~” She says with half-lidded lustful eyes, finger tracing my jaw. Approaching for another kiss already.

“...” Oy oy, Walt Disney, your princess is acting freaky. Thank you~ “Ahem Let’s talk with your father first, my beloved princess. Respect and all that…” Before I ravish you.

She rolls her eyes, a playful smirk on her face. She likes it, the little minx, she likes teasing me… You will be for a surprise when I have you morally and lawfully. 

“And what are you gonna say to him? To convince him to accept…” She asks

“Be myself and be direct…” I shrug “And solve this issue like most problems… throw money at it.”

…………………………………

Jasmine

Her hearts is still beating fast, faster than it even beaten in her life, she can hear the Thump Thump sounds in her ears.

Jasmine was already nervous when she wanted to make her proposal to Hector. First, a little afraid of rejection, so she painted the whole thing as a logical transaction. It was her mistake. 

Hector, different from any other suitor, is not interested in the benefits of marrying her. At least, she had this confirmation, liking him more and more now.

It was only when she voiced her real inner thoughts and feelings that she was able to move his heart. Jasmine is lucky that he was able to hear her on that whisper, if not she would have went back to her room and only blame herself while crying to sleep.

That taught a lesson at least… No more passivity!

She is not gonna wait for him to do something and act, she will be on him as much as she can. Jasmine was too used to being the one being chased, she will do the chase now… And she just discovered that it is pretty fun~

She walks at Hector’s side through the corridors of the palace, sneaking glances at him, noticing how sometimes he seems to be talking alone. She would have thought that he is rehearsing what he is gonna say to her father, the Sultan. But his confident steps don’t support that guess.

the way he calmly and without pausing walked in the throne room and said “My good Sultan, I have something to ask you.” He only pauses and gives a small theatrical bow to her father at the steps of the throne.

The Sultan pauses whatever he is doing, apparently just idly sitting on his chair, eating some snacks, to give his whole attention to Hector.

“Oh hector, my boy! Of course, of course!” He says animatedly “Anything to the saviour of Agrabah!” He laughs jovially

“Anything?” Hector smirks and raises an eyebrow

“Of course, anything.”

“Well, that is good…” He smiles “Because I want to ask for the hand of your daughter in marriage.” He really went straight to the point.

“WHA-” As expected, her father spluttered and almost choked on his own spit.

“Exactly what I said. I heard that there’s a law that will force the princess to marry someone, and I couldn’t stand to let her go. I want to be the one that she marries.” He declares.

“...” That is not how it happened, but Jasmine guessed that he is doing it to spare her face. A princess throwing herself at someone’s feet must be scandalous, even if she doesn’t mind.

She was ready to elope with him, after all.

Hector looks at her. “I already got her approval, we only lack yours, Sultan.”

That is her cue.

“That’s right, Father. I love him, and if I need to marry, it must be Hector! And on one else!” She steps forward without hesitation when her father's eyes stop on her

Her words seem to surprise her father, too. He looks a little overwhelmed… A mix of happiness for her, with some uncertainty because of all the other factors.

“But… But… But… The law…” Knowing her father, she understands that he is not putting the law above her happiness… he is putting the law even above himself. He never abused his power. It’s one of his qualities.

Albeit she can admit he has much to improve, especially after what she saw in Agrabah.

Hector doesn’t back down. “I understand that we put you in the spot, Sultan. So let’s go beyond feelings and allow me to show that even logic and reason are on our side.”

“Oh, how so?” Her father runs his hand through his beard, interested.

“Bear with me while I explain…” Hector starts “Jasmine is your only daughter, whoever marries is bound to become the Sultan of Agrabah, but the only ones with a status big enough to even attempt to court her are princes themselves.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

“Princes with their own countries and loyalties already.” At this point is easy to know where he wants to get. “It’s obvious that they will never prioritize Agrabah's interests over their own lands. And thanks to the difference in authority based on gender, it will not take long - one or two generations at maximum - for Agrabah to become a vassal of another place.”

“That is inadmissible!!” Her father huffs

“Worst of all… Whatever prince they sent will never be an heir, like dear Jasmine here. Only a Spare in the best case scenario, and in the worst case, a third and fourth son, sent here to make some contributions. You must have noticed that from all her previous pretendents.”

“Hmmm.”

That is true. It’s always some “princes” with nothing beyond their names who come here.

“So there would never be anyone with a status that matches the princess from the beginning! So what is the point of even measuring??” Hector asks eloquently, “Anyone would beneath her anyway. The criteria then should be something else… Like her own feelings.” 

For the first time, someone is openly defending her, and Jasmine can’t help but become a little emotional.

“You make a very good point…” It seems her father is not that hard to convince. Or maybe he was always expecting - hoping - for someone to present another alternative. 

“But!” Hector raises a finger to continue “We know that our desire can be considered a selfish wish that puts you in an awkward situation. So maybe we can make it work… Now, answer me this, Sultan… What does a Prince have that you want for your daughter so much?” Hector asks in a conspiratory tone.

“The manners and education to treat her right.” 

“...” Hector pauses. “That is a very pure answer.” It seems that threw Hector out of his rhythm a little. She has a good father. “Ahem That can come from anyone, it doesn't need to be a prince. Despite the fact that I can accept that those good qualities often come from well-educated people. Anyway… A prince has a kingdom, lands…”

“Yes, yes…”

“But you already have this all, you don’t need it! And no prince will bring it to her, they will take it from you!”

“It’s true.”

“But the thing that is always good to have is money.” hector smiles. “And a prince obviously would bring a hefty dowry.”

“That is also true.” Her father nods

“So if someone, even without the status of a prince, can produce a satisfactory dowry, then it shouldn’t be a problem, right? it would satisfy the laws, the people, and everything else.”

‘So he is really gonna throw money at the problem.” Jasmine finally understands Hector's words, a little impressed that he thought so far ahead in that little time and how he weaved this talk to reach this point.

“You may be right!” Her father agrees and looks at him “Are you saying that you can…” He trails off

Hector just smiles and waves his hand. A green light shines for an instant before being replaced by a gold light. At his side, a block… No, many and many bars of gold neatly organized in a huge cube.

Even the royal family's eyes widened seeing that. The amount of raw gold is maybe more than what they have in the treasury.

“Gold bars are maybe too bland…” They heard hector saying before he waved his hands again, and all kinds of jewels rained from a green light at his side, forming a big pile on the ground. “You can take them as a personal gift for you, princess.” He bow exxagerateldly like a cocky prince.

She rolls her eyes at him, but she can’t deny that some trinkets here and there caught her eye, on how well-made they are.

Her father doesn’t have her self-control.

“Oh my! Did you make those with magic? Are they real?” He asks animatedly while putting a lot of rings on his fingers.

“I don’t make them out of thin air… All of this is part of my fortune that I accumulated in my travels. My magic is simply able to… store them in an invisible room that I make very small.” He says the last words slowly, like he is trying to find a way to explain it.

“What convenient magic!” Her father exclaims

“So that is why you never carried anything.” Jasmine says to him.

“Yep.” he admits, grabbing a ring from the pile. A silver band with a big and transparent jewel, before throwing it back in the pile. Then he grabs a gold ring with a green jewel. “This one combines more with your clothes… But it is all yours. Like my love.” he says while sliding the ring on a finger of her right hand.

“I love it. Thank you.” She says with a big smile and after a kiss on his cheek, she moves her lips close to his ear “And I have a lot of other clothes that I can put for you… So that you can take off my body~”

“.......” The way his eyes widen and he awkwardly looks at her father to see if he didn’t hear before giving her an exasperated look is a treat.

Yeah, she is enjoying being aggressive a lot.

……………………………………………..

Hector P.O.V.

And there it goes 90% of my money.

Pfft, who cares? It was just my greed and lack of better things to put in my inventory that made me accumulate so many golden bars like I’m sort of dragon. Even without acquiring more, I would be able to live for many years with the funds I still have.

And I can simply take more. Like, where else would I spend that much money in a year? It was tons!

Using it as a dowry for Jasmine is worth every cent. I got myself a bargain if you ask me. But I will write down a task to collect more in my next world. You never know when you need it to “buy” a princess, am I right?

Talking about the marriage… It’s official. The Sultan, now my father-in-law(still weird to think about it), didn’t waste time announcing the engagement to all Agrabah.

Half of the crowd cheered because they are sheep. The other half is all confused.

I guess my “legitimacy” will be contested eventually, so I gave the Sultan the idea of making the feast of my wedding a big thing that expands through all Agrabah. An easy way to gain a good reputation. Jasmine also liked the idea of feeding the poor.

Later, I can put some fear in them if they act out of line, but I really don’t want trouble.

I just want to relax and enjoy the next year with my exotic princess wife.

“Hey, Genie.” I call for him. He was fooling around, talking about decorations for the wedding. For some reason, wearing women's clothes and all that.

“What, dear? Does the groom have any input? I’m sorry, just stay at the side while I handle this.” He says in an annoyingly nasal voice

“Shut up, answer my question… What happens after the three wishes? Can’t I simply grab the Lamp again and rub it?” I ask. If I put a tracker on it.

“Ah-ah!” He shakes a finger from side to side “First, a person only has three wishes… And I didn’t mean it lightly. I mean three wishes in all his life!!!” Always acting dramatic

“So even if I found the Lamp again, you would not be granting me more wishes?”

“Exactly! Three wishes are three wishes, look at my calculations.” He turns into a blue Einstein and says in a German accent. A blackboard appears with a lot of difficult equations, but in the end is written “Eureka! 3=3! I’m a genius!”

“.........” Okay, it’s fair, I guess. Three wishes are a lot. 

“And after your third wish Poof the Lamp disappears to be found by the next destined one.” he ends in another dramatic, but mysterious, way.

“It goes back to the cave?”

“Maybe yes, maybe not. Maybe it will disappear and only reappear a thousand years from now, or maybe it will drop in someone’s head in the next instant. Very random thing.” He says while acting dismissively “It is what it is.”

“I see…” I nod. So it will work. “I’m gonna keep my last wish for a long time, so you will have to stick with me for a while.”

“Better than the boring Lamp. Did I tell you about the Itty Bitty Living Space?”

“Yes, you told me. A thousand times…” I say with a roll of my eyes

“It is horrible. The living conditions… Ugh. The salary, non-existent…” He complains while moaning “But let’s stop talking about me! Let me dress you up to the occasion!” He spins me around and I’m suddenly wearing a white tuxedo. Eh, not the right time period “Oh my, they grow so fast…” He tears up

While he plays around, I conclude I can easily solve a lot of the trouble of the people around me. 

Genie slavery, huh? I am a hypocrite and can make use of it, but as the Freest Man… Don’t worry, homie. I got you.

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A.N.: The Last chapter should be the last in Aladdin.

I warned you guys that the story is slow-paced. I want him to learn and rethink about himself and the world after almost every travel. A constant and eternal humbling experience where he re-discovers himself and changes a little.

In the next world, the five years are finally up and he can use World Attunement again, so it will be an important world with a reasonable power-up.