...illed it with the potion.As the sorcerer went to retrieve the
final element, Xerxes and Iago took a sniff at the potion. It had a
sweet smell to it, unlike most others. It was relaxing and very
familiar to Iago.Now I remember! he said.Remember what? Mozenrath asked.This illness, where Ive heard
of it before, Iago explained. The smell of this potion
reminded me Jafars son had it.Mozenrath froze. His son, huh?Yeah, Iago said, remembering.
Great kid. Disappeared years ago, though. Jafar had to send him
away to keep him safe. Some powerful wizard was after him. Yep, I
remember him. Kinda skinny, black hair, midnight eyes, somewhat of a
pale complexion. Sort of got that from Jafar. He was about nine I
think when I last saw him.Eight, actually, Mozenrath
said.Iago looked at him. How would you
know?Think about the description you
just gave and ask me again how I know, Mozenrath replied.Iago did as he looked at the young
sorcerer. His eyes widened. AHHHH. ITS YOU! YOURE
JAFARS SON!And people say youre dumb,
Mozenrath said, grabbing the potion and heading out of the lab.
Just dont say a word of it to your friends.Uh, yeah sure, no problem, the
parrot said, perching on Mozenraths shoulder. But what
happened to ya, kid? You were such a nice guy. Like Aladdin only
youngerDont ever compare
me to that street rat! Mozenrath snapped.Well, excuuuuse me! Iago said.
But, its true, whether you like it or not. And you know it!
Mozenrath knew he was ...