𝓐fter traveling for weeks and even months, The hun army had reached Agrabah. A sandy and vast land with not a lot to offer, but its trades and culture were ones that he wanted to get his hands on. Having already conquered a vast piece of Asia, and he was partly expecting the desert land to anticipate the Hun's arrival. But from the looks of it, they didn’t even notice them crest the hillside.
The army moved forward and split off into factions, his own going for the palace. They tossed their grappling hooks onto the sides of the wall and scaled to get over the side under the cover of nightfall. And once inside, he split his own faction into their own jobs in order to bring the kingdom to their knees. He himself was going for the Sultan. But taking the wrong door, lead him to his daughters chambers. “Where is your father? I demand to speak to him at once.”
