" We'll go to the Tigris," she declared firmly and Jafar's eyes went as wide as saucers.
" Huh?"
She pointed to the picture on the coffin's cover. " You said that was The Great Fish of The Tigris. Then I suppose we need to go there."
Jafar rubbed his head as he pondered on her words. " I suppose so… but… No one had laid an eye on that fish."
" And no one laid an eye on the three criminals' tomb, right?" She asked walking around the first coffin and pushing back the lid.
" Well, yeah, but there was a lot that supported its existence," he argued, helping the girl haul up the fallen cover and placing it back on the middle coffin.
" Still, its origin was none other than a legend." She pointed restoring the lid of the last one.
Jafar held his finger to disagree, but apparently, there was little he could say against that claim. So his finger dropped and his mouth snapped shut.
