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Ancient Egypt
It's so bright out here. And hot too. I wish I wasn't here. No, I'm glad I'm here.
Having second thoughts about coming here, Li?
I don't know. Was it a good idea to come here Sian?
Would you have rather stayed with HIM?
I shudder and the tall man next to me looks down at me with concern. He lays a hand on my shoulder and I stiffen up under his touch.
"I apologize if i startled you. Is everything alright?"
I nod, but do not say anything. He turns me to look up at him but I keep my gaze to his slippers, my hood covering the tops of my eyes. He sighs and says,
"Lighten up, little one. We will see the Pharaoh soon."
I nod again, but still say nothing. I pull on the sleeves of the black robe I'm wearing, despite the desert heat. The man notices and asks,
"Shall we change your bandages?"
This time, I look up at him, eyes wide in fright at how he would know of my injuries. I feel a calming presence behind me and I know Sian has chosen to become known. The man looks at him, then back to me and muses,
"Then it is true then. She has the incredible ability to bring her creatures to life without a DiaDhank."
"My mistress needs no DiaDhank like your Pharaoh's attendents do."
I feel Sian wrap his arms around me from behind, and I wince as my back rubs aganist his chest. He keeps his arms around me but says to the man,
"I will take care of my mistress. Leave us and come back when we must meet with the Pharaoh."
The man looks wary, but when Sian's blade slides into his hand a glows a dark red, he nods and leaves the tent, the warm wind blowing my hair across my face. He releases me and moves to stand in front of me. He looks down at me with his oddly colored green eyes, the color of a baby salamander after it's lived in the harsh world for a few weeks. He grips my shoulders gently and asks quietly,
"Do you want the bandages changed?"
I nod and before I can turn to get my bag from the mat that's laying on the sandy ground, he snags it for me, pulling it open and grabbing the jar of salve and a clean wrap of bandages. I pull my robe off, tossing it to the ground and tugging lightly on the sleeves of my black floor-length tunic. He sighs and say, "I don't know why all of a sudden you are so shy. This won't be the first time I've changed your bandages."
I swallow and reply softly,
"It's just not the same Sian, you know that."
"Li would you rather it be the same, with him doing those-"
"Stop!"
I cry quietly, wrapping my arms around myself. I feel memories pushing aganist the block Sian and Eres put against them and I whimper.
"I apologize, mistress. I shouldn't have said anything. Please allow me to change your bandages."
I hear the servant's tone in his voice and I look up at him, a small nod escaping me. I turn my back to him and feel his nimble fingers unknotting the strings that keep my tunic closed. As he reaches the last string, he pulls it gently, and my tunic puddles around my feet. I untie the knot on my right shoulder and Sian and I begin peeling the soiled linens off of my scarred body. We drop them onto the floor next to my feet and Sian opoens the salve, the rich scent of herbs and mint coming out of it, and begins lathering it onto my skin. I hiss at the soothing pain it leaves on my injuries, but after a while, it becomes a faint tingling sensation. Eventually, he unpeels the new linens and I stand dead still as he begins to reapply the bandages, starting from my heels and all the way up to my neck. I carefully hold onto what he asks me to, as he pulls out roll after roll of bandages. I trust Sian with my life, and I know he will never take advantage of me, unlike HIM. He finishes, and he helps me retie the strings on my tunic. As I slip my robe back on, I stretch my arms to loosen up the bandages a little. He throws the soiled ones in my bag and closes it, just as the man from before pokes his head inside,
"We are heading into the city now."
I nod, pulling my hood back over my face, and take my bag from Sian, who receeds back into my mind and follow the man outside. It has darken a little since I have arrived, the time most likely being 6 or 7 o'clock. I look beyond the little camp, and see the tall walls of the city of the Pharaoh. I spot the man walking over to a chariot that had two horses stamping their impatience. I walk over to them in wonder and a tight grip on my arms stops me from getting any closer. I turn and see a gruff looking man with dark hair on his chin sneer at me,
"Watch yourself, Illusionist spawn. We don't need you getting killed and releasing your bad luck on us all."
I say nothing and his grip tightens still, making me cry out as his fingers are right on a injury, and I try to get out of his grip, my hood falling to my shoulders. I feel my necklace, thats concealed under my robe, warm up and my eyes change color. He gasps and hurries to release me, but it's too late as my power begins to work. His eyes blanken and he releases me and sits on the desert sand, grasping the sand and letting it run out of his fingers, muttering softly to himself. I stare down at him in pity, thinking how pathetic he looks, when I hear Sian say,
Li? Why?
Did you not see what he was doing? What he called me?
I did, but that doesn't mean you must use your powers on them!
"Child, are you alright?"
My eyes return to their normal color and I pull my hood back over my head as I turn to face him. He eyes the man on the ground, still muttering incoherrently, and his eyebrows raise in disbelief. I say nothing and he sighs, saying,
"Let us go, shall we? Priest Mahad is waiting for us."
Mahad? Sian, who is that?
Gods, Lia. I told you about him on the way to this dingy place.
I grin and as i follow the man to the chariot, I reply,
Like I want to remember, Eres. I sometimes forget why we decided to come here.
We did not decide. You chose to leave that hellhole and we agreed with you.
Sian, calm down. Nothing to get worked up about.
I'm not getting worked up, Eres. Just venting some anger.
Stop it, both of you. I do not want a headache because you two start attacking each other.
They're both quiet and I enjoy the ride into the city in peace. I keep my gaze to the dusty floor of the chariot, but I feel the glares of the villagers on me. I tug my hood a little farther down and soon we arrive at the Palace. Royal Guards line the pathway to the entrance to the Palace and I step out of the chariot to see a man cloaked in white with a cape trailing behind. His headpeice is also white, but has a bunch of fancy golden doodads on his body. What catches my eye, though, is the necklace around his neck. It's gold and in the shape of a ring, five spiked things pointing down and a triangle with the Eye of Wdjat in the middle of it. His eyes are a deep brown and his voice is kind as he says to me,
"Welcome to the Pharaoh's Palace. If you would follow me."
I nod and carry my bag after him, keeping my gaze to the ground as we enter the palace. He leads me through a confusing passageway and to a room. He opens the door and gestures me in, standing in the doorway as he watches me.
"I'll be back in a few minutes, if you would like to freshen up, the stuff for it is in the corner of the room."
With that, he nods and closes the door. I drop my bag onto the small bed and Eres and Sian come out. They begin their work on the room, magicking and placing enchantments where they would normally place them. Soon they finish and Eres sits next to me on the bed,
"Let's make you smell nice now!"
I smile and she goes over to the corner of the room, her staff clanking aganist the dirt packed floor. She leans it aganist the wall and grabs a strip of linen, soaking it in the bowl of water. She wrings it out and comes back over to me, pushing my hood back and wiping my face clean of sand and dirt. I don't fight her as she pulls off my robe and I help her wipe the dirt off of me. Sian opens my bag and pulls out my only pair of nice clothing, something I've never worn before today. He brings the now brown linen to the bowl and Eres helps me into the floor-brushing dress, carefully making sure that the material of the dress doesn't disturb my bandages. She then takes my hand and hold her other hand out towards her staff. It flies into her hand and she begins magicking my scarred hands and wrapping linen around my entire hand, allowing cover of my scars but still being able to move my hand and fingers. She does the same with the other and I sit to place to put the smooth black slippers on my small feet. Sian hands me my necklace and I place it around my neck, relishing in the cool weight of it aganist my bandanged chest. Soon I'm ready. Sian lays my black hooded cape over my shoulders and I pull the hood over my head. Eres takes a step back from me and nods approvingly. I wrap the folds of the cape around me, but Eres moves forward and stops me, shaking her head softly.
"Relax Mistress. I know this is not something you would normally wear, but this is the Pharaoh we're talking about. You look beautiful."
"I don't need your flattery, Eres."
I reply softly. She scoffs and turns me to Sian, who's tossing a dagger up into the air and catching it.
"Doesn't Mistress look beautiful?"
He looks at me and smiles,
"Yes, brighter than Ra on his best day."
I blush and there is a knock on the door, making Eres and Sian disappear. It opens and the same man from earlier stands in the doorway.
"You are expected now."
I walk over to him, the quiet swishing of my dress upon the floor the only sound heard from me, and follow him back down the hall. As we approach the throne room, the sounds of jovial music and the tantalizing smell of food is almost unbearable, but after what I've been through, it's not as appealing.
Do you want us to come out or do you think you can handle this?
I don't know.
Sian, how about we just go out when we feel it's right?
I guess. Li, promise to call us if you need reassurance.
Okay.
The man stops suddenly, and since I was so focused in the conversation of Eres and Sian's, I run into his back. He doesn't turn to acknowledge me. I now notice that the music is now gone and the man and I stand in a large room, filled with many people. I peer from behind the man and see that we are right in front of the Pharaoh himself. Surrounding him are what must be his five sacred guardians.
Five? I thought there were six of them.
The sixth one is in front of you, you big dummy.
Oh... I knew that.
I hear her giggle in my head and I smile slightly. The man in front of me falls to one knee and places his fist over his heart, his head tilted to the ground. I look over at him in confusion as he says,
"My Pharaoh, I bring you a new member of your court."
I look up to the throne and see a boy, who looks to be my age, sitting alertly. His violet eyes move from the kneeling man, to myself and I shift my gaze to the ground. I hear footsteps aproach me and a loud voice say,
"Why does you not bow before the Pharaoh? Have you no respect?"
I say nothing and the man that brought me to the throne room speaks,
"She was found in an abandoned village to the west where guards in pursuit of a criminal found her. She had disabled the criminal and had him tied up. We later found out that the rop she had used was not one from this world."
"Not of this world? What exactly do you mean?"
I peer up and see an old man with a white hood over his face ask. THe man stands next to me and lays a hand on my shoulder, the warmth of his hand making me uncomfortable.
"I had my apprentices look at the rope and Mana discovered that the rope was made from magickal properties, something not even I could recreate."
"So, you are saying that this insolent girl has the ability to create stronger magik than your Milenium Ring? Do you not realize that bringing her in front of the Pharaoh is a grave mistake?"
The man is silent, but a soft voice says,
"I do not believe she will cause any harm to the Pharaoh."
"Are you certain, Isis? What do you see in her future?"
I listen as they begin bickering amongst themselves, but soon a deep voice says loudly,
"Enough!"
The hall is silent once more and the voice says again,
"Shimon, what do you think?"
"I agree with Isis, my king. I see no danger in this girl."
"Child. Remove your hood and look up at your king."
I glance up at the throne again to see the boy standing in front of the large golden chair, looking down at me. I reach my hands up, which had been kept at my sides hidden in the folds of my cape, to slide my hood off when a young man in a long white tunic, blue over it and a tall blue hat with a gold symbol on it, says,
"Why should we believe this girl is the same one from the village? I will not allow her to stay in the Pharaoh's presence until I have some proof."
I look up at him and nod slightly, closing my eyes and murmuring a chant under my breath. I form a triangle with my bandage wrapped hands and hold it upside down over my necklace. As it warms up, I slowly move my hands forward, still in a triangle, and reverse it so it's right side up. Soon my necklace cools down and I open my eyes to see Sian and Eres standing beside me, but still in front of me. Sian has his blades in each hand, the hilts a glimmering dark red. Eres has both her staffs out, crossed over her chest in an X shape. I step in front of the both of them and look back up to the Pharaoh. He has a shocked look on his face and he does the most surprising thing. He smiles and begins to laugh, the sound of it echoes aganist the empty hall.
Yeah! Finally finished! This may have been a confusing chapter, but don't worry! It will get better!
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