yuugiou fanfiction
ryuujitsu & co.
right-hand man
Disclaimer: We do not own Yuugiou! Saying we own Yuugiou is like saying Kaiba is the fourth Jonas brother.
A/N: A drabble. I now have a fic journal at http://www. livejournal. com/~ ryuujitsu! Very exciting. Revised YGO fics and original stories, if you're interested. :D
High Priest Horemheb has broken into a fine sweat. Seto, towering over him, angling for the kill, sees the priest's enormous belly shaking with terror. He smiles; Horemheb shrinks back.
The slap of feet on stone must be temple children, escaping their studies—instead it is Teya, servant of the bedchamber, and her eyes are wild. He knows at once that something has gone horribly wrong.
"Lord," Teya begins. There are tears drying on her cheeks. Her hair is all but brown with dust.
"Wait," Seto snaps, and she stills. If something, Sun forbid, has happened to Pharaoh, Horemheb will not hear of it. He crushes the man, leaves him quivering. When they are doubling back to Per-Montu, Teya tells him: Pharaoh has been injured. Pharaoh has fallen in a duel. Pharaoh has not awakened.
Seto is furious. He feels a great bubbling wave of irritation. Is he so irrelevant that they would sent only Teya to weep and blubber, gasp out the news between her tears? The great vizier Sety so unnecessary servant girls are sent to inform him; the great vizier Sety stooping to servant gossip?
And he wonders: Fallen? Is Pharaoh so fallible that he should fall?
Better to announce it as treachery, and have the offending mages killed if the Guard has not already done so.
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The offending mages are sitting, cross-legged and penitent, at Pharaoh's bedside. Seto has them seized and removed. They are too chastened to resist; it takes more force to dislodge Teya, who vanishes from the chamber with a muffled and teary shriek.
Through this, Pharaoh lies cold and still. Seto stands over him. They have removed the double-crown of Egypt, the pectorals, the gold and lapis. He still clutches the scepter, and the knuckles of the hand clenched around it are white.
The healer tells Seto that they have not been able to loosen Pharaoh's grasp.
"I will pray to Amun," Seto says.