Chapter 1 – Traps and Magic
[This is somewhat of a story that takes place in ancient Egypt with the sennen items and such. This also somewhat describes the past with a bunch of people. So, enjoy oO; Disclaimer: I own nothing related to Yugioh.]
The normally hot sands of ancient Egypt were slightly cooled by the stretching night that approached. Along with the darkness, was a lone girl who moved with the shadows silently. She trekked almost bare-footed if it was not for the thin sandals that she wore on her feet. As she entered the slumbering town that she was traveling to, she stopped to gaze at the spectacle before her. The grand palace of the pharaoh stood there with all its glory. There lived the High Priest and the Pharaoh himself. It was rumored if anyone looked up at the Pharaoh or the High Priest without permission, they would be punished or even slain. The girl sighed and shifted her weight to her other foot as she lightly pushed some of her long purple hair behind one of her ears. How she longed to live in a proper home without the worries of being looked down upon or being starved. But everyone must face the facts. The ones that had the 'good' life were the ones who lived at the palace. The rest were measly peasants who begged for any extra gold coins to feed their starving families or even to spend it on themselves selfishly.
The girl spat on the ground quiet rudely, as if punishing it for letting her stop her voyage and then she continued walking, not taking her eyes off of the grand display that stood silently before her. As she approached the part of the town where the nobles lived, she looked at the long bladed weapon in her hand; that still had blood dripping off of it.
'I have to hide this...' she thought to herself as she shifted her slightly red and purple eyes around the area.
Carefully, she held the weapon in front of her, closing her eyes in concentration and very softly said a few words in the ancient language that she was taught. The golden weapon was cast in a golden hue then the light slowly disappeared as a single long, gold chain necklace; showing the sennen eye as its pendant. The girl opened her eyes and placed the piece of jewelry around her neck and continued on her way, not seeing a spying guard who was watching her. As soon as she exited the poverty-stricken district, the guard quickly ran towards the palace, preparing to tell the High Priest what he witnessed.
The guard wasted no time to get to the palace. He ran into the gates, excusing himself when he bumped into other guards or slaves and made his way to the High Priest's room. He stopped in front of the door and tried to catch his breath as quickly as he could before he could present himself to the High Priest. He was about to knock on the door when the golden doors opened by themselves, showing the interior of the vastly decorated room with the High Priest himself, standing at one of the windows of his bedroom. The guard was frozen stiff with fear as the High Priest slowly turned around and glared at him with hard icy sapphire eyes that seemed to pierce into the very soul.
"What is it now..." he asked in a cold and smooth tone. "And what have I warned you about disturbing me while I am in my chamber... I could hear you from the entrance of the palace..."
"High Priest, sir. My sincerest apologies." Stuttered the guard as he slightly shrank back from the solid glare. "I have a very important issue that I had just witnessed myself."
"If it is more peasants rebelling against the kingdom then I do not want to hear about it." Stated Seth sharply as he turned back towards the window. "If it is something else, then get on with it already..."
"With all due respect, I provide the information of a young woman who uses black magic. She transformed a lethal weapon to a mere piece of jewelry in a matter of moments and a few words only spoken by sorcerers themselves, sir. The same eye insignia that is on the sacred items was the same one that was etched on the weapon and the necklace; it was dripping with the blood of the dead." Explained the guard as briefly as he could. "It only seems to be a simple peasant but I take it that she may be one of the few who are deciding to take down the palace single-handedly. I mean, you have heard about the towns that have been utterly ruined-"
"Silence, you fool!" barked Seth as he spun on his heel and faced the shaken guard. "I have heard many rumors about those isolated incidents and I am familiar of what has happened. I do not think that a single young woman would dare to defy the High Priest nor the Pharaoh himself. Now leave before I decide to have you punished. Do you understand?"
"Yes, sir!" said the guard meekly as he stepped out of the chamber as fast as he could and closed the doors behind him.
The tall brown-haired Priest narrowed his eyes and looked down upon the streets of the town. 'The sacred items that were stolen many moons ago... One has returned... I'll be waiting for the individual to arrive then. A trap shall be set.'
Seth left his chamber, making sure that it was locked by the key; the sacred sennen rod, and walked towards the Pharaoh's chambers, keeping his gaze hard and straight ahead. He kept a straight face but slightly smirked as he thought out the fine details of his plan. He knew that the Pharaoh would be interested about the appearance of one of the stolen sacred items. He stopped in front of the Pharaoh's chamber and knocked on the door sharply, waiting for a reply.
"You may enter," said a strong voice.
Seth pushed the door open slowly and bowed slightly towards the Pharaoh. "Greetings, Yami."
"Seth." Nodded Yami, as he watched the High Priest.
"I have some very interesting news about one of the sacred items that were stolen not long ago." Began Seth, as he walked into the room, used to the delicate furnishings.
"Oh really?" asked Yami as he cocked an eyebrow beneath the blonde, red and black locks of his spiky hair. "What pleasant news do you bring to me this evening?"
"One of the guards hastily informed me about a finding of a young female who had possession of the item and was able to use black magic. Perhaps the shadow magic of the sacred item. He came to me first out of all due respect." Continued Seth as he crossed his arms over his robes.
"That is quite alright. Please continue about this... sighting." Answered Yami as he got more interested with the subject.
"Well, as I had stated earlier, the guard saw the female in the town and she had used magic to transform what seemed to be a lethal weapon into a necklace with a pendant. A pendant of the insignia of the sacred items and it was apparently sodden with blood of the dead."
"Very interesting indeed," thought Yami out loud. "What do you have in mind yourself, Seth?"
Seth hid his smirk but he knew that the Pharaoh could sense it. "I propose that we set a trap for the girl and capture her. Interrogate why she has that sacred item and how she got it. We cannot simply let an individual with a sacred item, wander freely without being questioned of how the item was obtained."
"Quite strange but I have an idea that is quite similar to that. It is odd, that we think alike." Said Yami as he grinned slightly. "Prepare a group of guards and keep track of that girl. I want her to be brought here to be questioned."
"As you wish, Pharaoh Yami." Finished Seth as he bowed once again and walked out of the room.
Yami nodded and the guards quietly closed the doors to his chambers, and he walked towards his cushioned bed. "So the prophecies have spoken truth... there will be a gathering of all of the sacred items and turmoil will be set in motion. I must not let this take place."
As the residents of the palace turned in for the night, the girl found a worn down inn that she could stay at for about seven gold coins; that she almost did not have on hand. It wasn't too expensive, nor was it cheap but she could at least sleep indoors and wash herself up before the new day. She paid for a room and took a wooden bucket and filled it with the water from a nearby well. It was to be used for her bath but it was better than nothing. The girl filled the basin with the water, stripped herself of her torn clothing and sat in the basin.
"Gah, Ra damn it... it's freezing cold..." she hissed as she resisted the urge to jump out of the water and skip her bath.
She washed herself and her clothing, and put her still cold and wet clothing back on. She went outside and drained the basins as they usually were after one has bathed and went back inside of her room, lying on her back on the cot and looking at the somewhat mud brick ceiling. She didn't really mind sleeping in wet clothing, as long as the wounds and scratches on her body were soothed and caused less irritation to her. She closed her eyes and fell asleep a short moment later, not knowing what was waiting for her within the next daybreak.
The next thing that the girl knew was that some people were in her room and it was starting to agitate her very much.
"Sleep well?" asked a cold-hearted voice right above her.
She snapped her eyes open and saw the High Priest, standing beside the cot and looking straight down at her, smirking maliciously.
'Oh shit!' she cursed silently as she crawled back quickly and bowed her head.
There was no way that she was going to get her throat sliced for looking straight into the eyes of the High Priest or the Pharaoh.
"Take her back to the palace immediately and bring her before the Pharaoh and I." commanded the High Priest as he turned and walked out of the room.
The guards bowed as the priest was leaving then they seized the girl by her arms and legs, basically dragging her out of the inn, taking the little belongings that she had with them.
"Let me go!" She protested as she tried to get freed.
The guards did not release their grip until they were within the palace walls and out of the sight of the nobles and peasants that watched the scene. She was dropped in the throne room and was forced to kneel at spear- point.
"That will be all, thank you." Commanded a voice from the far end of the room.
The guards bowed and left the throne room, closing the large doors behind them.
"So, this is the one that I have been told about." Said Yami casually as looked down upon the girl. "I am the Pharaoh of Egypt and I ask your name. Speak now."
The girl remained silent while the High Priest's cold gaze glared down at her.
"I will not repeat myself. State your name when I ask."
"...I go by the name Sanura." Answered the girl spitefully.
"Interesting... Your name goes by the meaning of kitten in the ancient language, does it not?" asked Yami curiously, keeping a straight face.
Sanura nodded and glared at the floor. She was being treated like a useless mutt who had no owner.
"Where is your slave master?" asked Seth as he shifted his weight to his other foot.
"..."
"When you are asked a question, you will answer! Understand girl?" growled Seth as he started walking towards her.
Yami raised his hand for silence and Seth stopped his advancement. "There is no need to be quite rough and mistreating with this girl. She will be questioned individually. Seth, you may proceed with your interrogation alone, if you wish."
Seth nodded and looked down distastefully at Sanura. "Come with me."
Sanura reluctantly got up to her feet and followed the High Priest away from the throne room, keeping her head down. After a few minutes of walking, Seth stopped and Sanura almost walked right into him.
"Sit." Commanded Seth as he motioned towards a wooden stool.
Sanura did what she was told and looked at the floor, trying to ignore all the bright decorating that was all over the room. Her long purple hair fell over her face and thankfully it shadowed her eyes. She could feel her tanned skin starting to pale, if only slightly.
"I have a few questions to ask you and you are going to answer them, understand?" asked Seth harshly as he grabbed Sanura's chin with a strong grip.
She tried to nod but winced when Seth applied more pressure. "You speak unless I tell you otherwise."
"Yes..."
"Yes, what?" asked Seth as he extended his hand to Sanura's throat.
"...Yes, sir."
"Good. You are learning." Hissed Seth. "Now, I want to know where you came from and how you got that sacred item."
"I don't know... look, you are hurting me! Let go!" snapped Sanura as she dared to defy the High Priest.
The next thing that came was a sharp cuff across the side of her head, and knocking her off of the stool.
"Rule one. Do not use that tone of voice and never defy me." Growled Seth as he walked over to the girl and looked straight down at her coldly. "Get up."
Sanura started to get up and heard a startled gasp.
"Just what in the hells are you!?" demanded Seth as he stared at the long cat-like tail that Sanura possessed.
It was the same colour as her hair but it was twitching from time to time, just like a feline when it is angered.
"To have a name meaning kitten but this cannot be in use so literally! Answer my question! What are you?" demanded Seth again as he roughly grabbed the collar of the torn shirt.
"I don't know what I am! Don't touch me... please!" added Sanura quickly as she turned her gaze back towards the floor.
Seth growled and pushed Sanura back, his eyes flashing an icy glare. "For this, you are not going to be released. Do not leave. I will be back in a VERY short while as I speak to the Pharaoh."
And with that, Seth left, with his robes lightly trailing across the floor and the doors slamming shut. Sanura sighed, completely shaken and slid back to her knees. Never has she seen someone that angry. And for another fact, he was the High Priest. He could have her slain for her sheer defiance. She was trapped in the palace and was in deeper trouble than the deepest sand dunes that she ever saw. Sanura took the moment to glance around the room to see how much the rich were spoiled. She was amazed and never saw so much wealth so close to her. She got up and walked over to a dresser, lightly tracing her fingertips along the gold and jewel studded piece of furniture. She continued looking at everything in wonder while other things were going on elsewhere.
In the throne room, Seth angrily walked in and bowed somewhat. "Pharaoh Yami. I ask for your permission to make this... girl my personal slave. She is not answering any questions and she will need to learn a few lessons."
Yami interlaced his fingers together, while propping his elbows on the arms of the throne and looked at the High Priest in thought.
"And what do you think that you will gain by this proposal?" asked Yami curiously as he slightly raised an eyebrow.
"It seems that she trusts no one at all and she needs to learn many manners. I will personally see to it that she learns the ways of respect and that the questions, that we desire answers for, will be responded to." Explained Seth, as he tried to keep himself composed and calm.
"Hmm..." Yami thought of his decision further. "I grant you that request but I do not intend on hearing about severe near death beatings. The sacred items have many powers and the girl may have registered the ability to tap into them."
"If you can call her a girl..." muttered Seth under his breath.
Yami's sharp hearing caught the sound of mumbling. "Excuse me?"
"Nothing, your highness. I was just trying to clear my throat as politely as I could." Apologized Seth as he bowed.
"Alright. You may continue with your interrogation. But remember, Seth. I want to hear no complains from the other slaves about your cruel behavior." Warned Yami as he narrowed his eyes slightly.
"As you wish, dear Pharaoh." Said Seth as he backed out of the throne room and started walking back to his own chamber; where he left Sanura.
Back in the High Priest's room, Sanura was still looking around in awe and did not hear the door slowly and almost silently open. Yet she definitely heard it slam shut and the sound of angry footsteps heading towards her. She spun around and unluckily came face to face with a smirking priest.
"Alright, you've had your fun. I have gotten the permission to make you my personal slave and I am going to teach you how to respect people. Including ones of high rankings, my dear." Hissed Seth cruelly as he slowly traced a finger over Sanura's thin jaw line.
Sanura was cornered and resisted the urge to cringe from the High Priest's touch, as much as she wanted to. And to make the grave situation worse, she could not do anything but be trapped and she was dangerously making eye contact with him. After about a minute or two, the High Priest backed off and grabbed new clothing that the slaves wore around the castle yet it was a little more formal.
He tossed the robes towards Sanura and crossed his arms. "If you treat me like the way you prefer to be treated, I will treat you the same. Just remember that, slave. If you keep defying me, your master will punish you. If you do what I say then you will be rewarded. Understand?"
"...Yes, master. I understand completely." Said Sanura in a low tone as she looked distrustfully at the clothing that she was given.
"Now go get dressed and perhaps I will bring you something to eat, seeing that you have not eaten yet this day." Said Seth as he started walking towards the door.
Sanura quickly changed into her new clothing, fearing that someone was watching and stood silently in the High Priest's chamber, waiting for his return somewhat obediently...
[And that is Chapter one somewhat reedited because of stupid grammar mistakes that I missed. I think I missed a few still...]
[This is somewhat of a story that takes place in ancient Egypt with the sennen items and such. This also somewhat describes the past with a bunch of people. So, enjoy oO; Disclaimer: I own nothing related to Yugioh.]
The normally hot sands of ancient Egypt were slightly cooled by the stretching night that approached. Along with the darkness, was a lone girl who moved with the shadows silently. She trekked almost bare-footed if it was not for the thin sandals that she wore on her feet. As she entered the slumbering town that she was traveling to, she stopped to gaze at the spectacle before her. The grand palace of the pharaoh stood there with all its glory. There lived the High Priest and the Pharaoh himself. It was rumored if anyone looked up at the Pharaoh or the High Priest without permission, they would be punished or even slain. The girl sighed and shifted her weight to her other foot as she lightly pushed some of her long purple hair behind one of her ears. How she longed to live in a proper home without the worries of being looked down upon or being starved. But everyone must face the facts. The ones that had the 'good' life were the ones who lived at the palace. The rest were measly peasants who begged for any extra gold coins to feed their starving families or even to spend it on themselves selfishly.
The girl spat on the ground quiet rudely, as if punishing it for letting her stop her voyage and then she continued walking, not taking her eyes off of the grand display that stood silently before her. As she approached the part of the town where the nobles lived, she looked at the long bladed weapon in her hand; that still had blood dripping off of it.
'I have to hide this...' she thought to herself as she shifted her slightly red and purple eyes around the area.
Carefully, she held the weapon in front of her, closing her eyes in concentration and very softly said a few words in the ancient language that she was taught. The golden weapon was cast in a golden hue then the light slowly disappeared as a single long, gold chain necklace; showing the sennen eye as its pendant. The girl opened her eyes and placed the piece of jewelry around her neck and continued on her way, not seeing a spying guard who was watching her. As soon as she exited the poverty-stricken district, the guard quickly ran towards the palace, preparing to tell the High Priest what he witnessed.
The guard wasted no time to get to the palace. He ran into the gates, excusing himself when he bumped into other guards or slaves and made his way to the High Priest's room. He stopped in front of the door and tried to catch his breath as quickly as he could before he could present himself to the High Priest. He was about to knock on the door when the golden doors opened by themselves, showing the interior of the vastly decorated room with the High Priest himself, standing at one of the windows of his bedroom. The guard was frozen stiff with fear as the High Priest slowly turned around and glared at him with hard icy sapphire eyes that seemed to pierce into the very soul.
"What is it now..." he asked in a cold and smooth tone. "And what have I warned you about disturbing me while I am in my chamber... I could hear you from the entrance of the palace..."
"High Priest, sir. My sincerest apologies." Stuttered the guard as he slightly shrank back from the solid glare. "I have a very important issue that I had just witnessed myself."
"If it is more peasants rebelling against the kingdom then I do not want to hear about it." Stated Seth sharply as he turned back towards the window. "If it is something else, then get on with it already..."
"With all due respect, I provide the information of a young woman who uses black magic. She transformed a lethal weapon to a mere piece of jewelry in a matter of moments and a few words only spoken by sorcerers themselves, sir. The same eye insignia that is on the sacred items was the same one that was etched on the weapon and the necklace; it was dripping with the blood of the dead." Explained the guard as briefly as he could. "It only seems to be a simple peasant but I take it that she may be one of the few who are deciding to take down the palace single-handedly. I mean, you have heard about the towns that have been utterly ruined-"
"Silence, you fool!" barked Seth as he spun on his heel and faced the shaken guard. "I have heard many rumors about those isolated incidents and I am familiar of what has happened. I do not think that a single young woman would dare to defy the High Priest nor the Pharaoh himself. Now leave before I decide to have you punished. Do you understand?"
"Yes, sir!" said the guard meekly as he stepped out of the chamber as fast as he could and closed the doors behind him.
The tall brown-haired Priest narrowed his eyes and looked down upon the streets of the town. 'The sacred items that were stolen many moons ago... One has returned... I'll be waiting for the individual to arrive then. A trap shall be set.'
Seth left his chamber, making sure that it was locked by the key; the sacred sennen rod, and walked towards the Pharaoh's chambers, keeping his gaze hard and straight ahead. He kept a straight face but slightly smirked as he thought out the fine details of his plan. He knew that the Pharaoh would be interested about the appearance of one of the stolen sacred items. He stopped in front of the Pharaoh's chamber and knocked on the door sharply, waiting for a reply.
"You may enter," said a strong voice.
Seth pushed the door open slowly and bowed slightly towards the Pharaoh. "Greetings, Yami."
"Seth." Nodded Yami, as he watched the High Priest.
"I have some very interesting news about one of the sacred items that were stolen not long ago." Began Seth, as he walked into the room, used to the delicate furnishings.
"Oh really?" asked Yami as he cocked an eyebrow beneath the blonde, red and black locks of his spiky hair. "What pleasant news do you bring to me this evening?"
"One of the guards hastily informed me about a finding of a young female who had possession of the item and was able to use black magic. Perhaps the shadow magic of the sacred item. He came to me first out of all due respect." Continued Seth as he crossed his arms over his robes.
"That is quite alright. Please continue about this... sighting." Answered Yami as he got more interested with the subject.
"Well, as I had stated earlier, the guard saw the female in the town and she had used magic to transform what seemed to be a lethal weapon into a necklace with a pendant. A pendant of the insignia of the sacred items and it was apparently sodden with blood of the dead."
"Very interesting indeed," thought Yami out loud. "What do you have in mind yourself, Seth?"
Seth hid his smirk but he knew that the Pharaoh could sense it. "I propose that we set a trap for the girl and capture her. Interrogate why she has that sacred item and how she got it. We cannot simply let an individual with a sacred item, wander freely without being questioned of how the item was obtained."
"Quite strange but I have an idea that is quite similar to that. It is odd, that we think alike." Said Yami as he grinned slightly. "Prepare a group of guards and keep track of that girl. I want her to be brought here to be questioned."
"As you wish, Pharaoh Yami." Finished Seth as he bowed once again and walked out of the room.
Yami nodded and the guards quietly closed the doors to his chambers, and he walked towards his cushioned bed. "So the prophecies have spoken truth... there will be a gathering of all of the sacred items and turmoil will be set in motion. I must not let this take place."
As the residents of the palace turned in for the night, the girl found a worn down inn that she could stay at for about seven gold coins; that she almost did not have on hand. It wasn't too expensive, nor was it cheap but she could at least sleep indoors and wash herself up before the new day. She paid for a room and took a wooden bucket and filled it with the water from a nearby well. It was to be used for her bath but it was better than nothing. The girl filled the basin with the water, stripped herself of her torn clothing and sat in the basin.
"Gah, Ra damn it... it's freezing cold..." she hissed as she resisted the urge to jump out of the water and skip her bath.
She washed herself and her clothing, and put her still cold and wet clothing back on. She went outside and drained the basins as they usually were after one has bathed and went back inside of her room, lying on her back on the cot and looking at the somewhat mud brick ceiling. She didn't really mind sleeping in wet clothing, as long as the wounds and scratches on her body were soothed and caused less irritation to her. She closed her eyes and fell asleep a short moment later, not knowing what was waiting for her within the next daybreak.
The next thing that the girl knew was that some people were in her room and it was starting to agitate her very much.
"Sleep well?" asked a cold-hearted voice right above her.
She snapped her eyes open and saw the High Priest, standing beside the cot and looking straight down at her, smirking maliciously.
'Oh shit!' she cursed silently as she crawled back quickly and bowed her head.
There was no way that she was going to get her throat sliced for looking straight into the eyes of the High Priest or the Pharaoh.
"Take her back to the palace immediately and bring her before the Pharaoh and I." commanded the High Priest as he turned and walked out of the room.
The guards bowed as the priest was leaving then they seized the girl by her arms and legs, basically dragging her out of the inn, taking the little belongings that she had with them.
"Let me go!" She protested as she tried to get freed.
The guards did not release their grip until they were within the palace walls and out of the sight of the nobles and peasants that watched the scene. She was dropped in the throne room and was forced to kneel at spear- point.
"That will be all, thank you." Commanded a voice from the far end of the room.
The guards bowed and left the throne room, closing the large doors behind them.
"So, this is the one that I have been told about." Said Yami casually as looked down upon the girl. "I am the Pharaoh of Egypt and I ask your name. Speak now."
The girl remained silent while the High Priest's cold gaze glared down at her.
"I will not repeat myself. State your name when I ask."
"...I go by the name Sanura." Answered the girl spitefully.
"Interesting... Your name goes by the meaning of kitten in the ancient language, does it not?" asked Yami curiously, keeping a straight face.
Sanura nodded and glared at the floor. She was being treated like a useless mutt who had no owner.
"Where is your slave master?" asked Seth as he shifted his weight to his other foot.
"..."
"When you are asked a question, you will answer! Understand girl?" growled Seth as he started walking towards her.
Yami raised his hand for silence and Seth stopped his advancement. "There is no need to be quite rough and mistreating with this girl. She will be questioned individually. Seth, you may proceed with your interrogation alone, if you wish."
Seth nodded and looked down distastefully at Sanura. "Come with me."
Sanura reluctantly got up to her feet and followed the High Priest away from the throne room, keeping her head down. After a few minutes of walking, Seth stopped and Sanura almost walked right into him.
"Sit." Commanded Seth as he motioned towards a wooden stool.
Sanura did what she was told and looked at the floor, trying to ignore all the bright decorating that was all over the room. Her long purple hair fell over her face and thankfully it shadowed her eyes. She could feel her tanned skin starting to pale, if only slightly.
"I have a few questions to ask you and you are going to answer them, understand?" asked Seth harshly as he grabbed Sanura's chin with a strong grip.
She tried to nod but winced when Seth applied more pressure. "You speak unless I tell you otherwise."
"Yes..."
"Yes, what?" asked Seth as he extended his hand to Sanura's throat.
"...Yes, sir."
"Good. You are learning." Hissed Seth. "Now, I want to know where you came from and how you got that sacred item."
"I don't know... look, you are hurting me! Let go!" snapped Sanura as she dared to defy the High Priest.
The next thing that came was a sharp cuff across the side of her head, and knocking her off of the stool.
"Rule one. Do not use that tone of voice and never defy me." Growled Seth as he walked over to the girl and looked straight down at her coldly. "Get up."
Sanura started to get up and heard a startled gasp.
"Just what in the hells are you!?" demanded Seth as he stared at the long cat-like tail that Sanura possessed.
It was the same colour as her hair but it was twitching from time to time, just like a feline when it is angered.
"To have a name meaning kitten but this cannot be in use so literally! Answer my question! What are you?" demanded Seth again as he roughly grabbed the collar of the torn shirt.
"I don't know what I am! Don't touch me... please!" added Sanura quickly as she turned her gaze back towards the floor.
Seth growled and pushed Sanura back, his eyes flashing an icy glare. "For this, you are not going to be released. Do not leave. I will be back in a VERY short while as I speak to the Pharaoh."
And with that, Seth left, with his robes lightly trailing across the floor and the doors slamming shut. Sanura sighed, completely shaken and slid back to her knees. Never has she seen someone that angry. And for another fact, he was the High Priest. He could have her slain for her sheer defiance. She was trapped in the palace and was in deeper trouble than the deepest sand dunes that she ever saw. Sanura took the moment to glance around the room to see how much the rich were spoiled. She was amazed and never saw so much wealth so close to her. She got up and walked over to a dresser, lightly tracing her fingertips along the gold and jewel studded piece of furniture. She continued looking at everything in wonder while other things were going on elsewhere.
In the throne room, Seth angrily walked in and bowed somewhat. "Pharaoh Yami. I ask for your permission to make this... girl my personal slave. She is not answering any questions and she will need to learn a few lessons."
Yami interlaced his fingers together, while propping his elbows on the arms of the throne and looked at the High Priest in thought.
"And what do you think that you will gain by this proposal?" asked Yami curiously as he slightly raised an eyebrow.
"It seems that she trusts no one at all and she needs to learn many manners. I will personally see to it that she learns the ways of respect and that the questions, that we desire answers for, will be responded to." Explained Seth, as he tried to keep himself composed and calm.
"Hmm..." Yami thought of his decision further. "I grant you that request but I do not intend on hearing about severe near death beatings. The sacred items have many powers and the girl may have registered the ability to tap into them."
"If you can call her a girl..." muttered Seth under his breath.
Yami's sharp hearing caught the sound of mumbling. "Excuse me?"
"Nothing, your highness. I was just trying to clear my throat as politely as I could." Apologized Seth as he bowed.
"Alright. You may continue with your interrogation. But remember, Seth. I want to hear no complains from the other slaves about your cruel behavior." Warned Yami as he narrowed his eyes slightly.
"As you wish, dear Pharaoh." Said Seth as he backed out of the throne room and started walking back to his own chamber; where he left Sanura.
Back in the High Priest's room, Sanura was still looking around in awe and did not hear the door slowly and almost silently open. Yet she definitely heard it slam shut and the sound of angry footsteps heading towards her. She spun around and unluckily came face to face with a smirking priest.
"Alright, you've had your fun. I have gotten the permission to make you my personal slave and I am going to teach you how to respect people. Including ones of high rankings, my dear." Hissed Seth cruelly as he slowly traced a finger over Sanura's thin jaw line.
Sanura was cornered and resisted the urge to cringe from the High Priest's touch, as much as she wanted to. And to make the grave situation worse, she could not do anything but be trapped and she was dangerously making eye contact with him. After about a minute or two, the High Priest backed off and grabbed new clothing that the slaves wore around the castle yet it was a little more formal.
He tossed the robes towards Sanura and crossed his arms. "If you treat me like the way you prefer to be treated, I will treat you the same. Just remember that, slave. If you keep defying me, your master will punish you. If you do what I say then you will be rewarded. Understand?"
"...Yes, master. I understand completely." Said Sanura in a low tone as she looked distrustfully at the clothing that she was given.
"Now go get dressed and perhaps I will bring you something to eat, seeing that you have not eaten yet this day." Said Seth as he started walking towards the door.
Sanura quickly changed into her new clothing, fearing that someone was watching and stood silently in the High Priest's chamber, waiting for his return somewhat obediently...
[And that is Chapter one somewhat reedited because of stupid grammar mistakes that I missed. I think I missed a few still...]