Princess Jasmine X Male Reader Instant

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

You are not a prince. You are not a street rat. You are something in between: a traveling cartographer from a distant, unnamed province. You arrived in Agrabah weeks ago, hired by the palace to update old trade route maps. You keep your head down, your work precise, and your mouth shut about the way the Princess’s eyes linger on you when she passes the study. princess jasmine x male reader

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. She sits on the stone ledge beside you—closer

“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 are something in between: a traveling cartographer

A Thief and a Princess (Jasmine x Male Reader)