"Sire, you must come quickly!" A palace guard exclaimed as he ran into the throne room. Pharaoh Atem got up from his throne and turned to look at him.

"What's wrong?" Atem asked. "Are we under attack?"

"No Sire," The guard replied. "A sarcophagus appeared outside the palace gates. It had a note attached to it that's addressed to you specifically."

"A sarcophagus?" Atem raised an eyebrow. "Very well, I''ll be there shortly to have a look. Notify Seto and the rest of my staff to meet me there."

"As you command, great Pharaoh." The guard bowed.

Atem and the others were gathered around the sarcophagus sitting in the desert sand outside the palace walls. The Pharaoh looked at the note that had been Scotch taped to the lid. The note read:

Dear Pharaoh Atem,

Please open me as soon as possible.

Hugs and Kisses,

Your New Concubine.

My new concubine? Atem thought, puzzling at what he just read. He then motioned for the lid to be removed and stepped closer for a look. The mummy inside was indeed female, and was wrapped in clean, white linen bandages. He knelt down and immediately began removing the wrappings from around her head, surprised to find a familiar face underneath.

"Téa?"

"Atem!" Téa opened her eyes and smiled. "The ceremony worked! I really am here with you!"

"Téa, what in the name of Ra is going on here?" Atem looked at her quizzically. "What did you do?"

"I had the Ishtar siblings take me to the Catacomb of the Concubines," Téa explained. "They performed a ceremony and entombed me there so I could join you in the afterlife..."

"Téa, you had your entire life ahead of you." Atem shook his head. "What about your dream? What about your career as a dancer?"

"Life just wasn't the same after you left." She said. "I tried putting on a brave face for all our friends, but it was all just a lie. Besides, it would be far more fulfilling if I can dance for you for all eternity."

"So you had the Ishtars ritualistically kill you?!" Atem looked at her, astonished.

"It wasn't really like that," She replied. "They just... wrapped me in these bandages, cast some spells on me, and then I fell into a deep sleep. It's kind of like in the fairy tale, Sleeping Beauty."

"That still seems like a rather extreme solution..."

"I don't care," She said. "As far as I'm concerned, it was worth it."

"Well, what's done is done." Atem sighed. "There isn't any known way of sending you back to the world of the living. Anyway, just relax and we'll get the rest of these bandages off you..."

"Er...Pharaoh, could you hold off on that for just a bit?"

"Why? What's the problem?" Atem looked at her confused.

"Well... you see... I... I don't have anything on under all this."

"Oh," Atem blushed. He then glanced up over his shoulder. "Isis, do you have a spare gown you can lend Téa? At least until I can send the maidservants out to purchase her some clothes?"

"Yes, my Pharaoh." Isis replied bowing. "I'll go get it right away."

"Thank you, Isis." Atem nodded to her. He turned his attention back to Téa, lifted her out of the sarcophagus, and gathered her up into his arms like a new bride. "In the meantime, it would probably be best under the circumstances that I finish unwrapping you in the privacy of my chambers."

Téa rested her head on his shoulder, closed her eyes, and said, "I wouldn't have it any other way, my Pharaoh."