More Power Than the Sultan

Jasmine strolled down the hall. She now had more power than even the sultan himself. And it was high time that she dealt with him. She walked into the sultan's room and smiled at him. "Are you ready to be married, my dear Jonnie?" he asked, leering at her body. Jasmine became confused as to why he called her Jonnie, but then remembered that she now looked like that stupid harem slut. She smiled and said "Yes, my dearest." He smiled as she moved closer. She thought of all the nasty things she could do to him with the stone.