Aziza hummed softly to herself as she walked through the market. Today was such a beautiful day that she couldn't refuse to stay indoors. So, seeing that the house was in need of a few things, she decided to spend some of her hard earned money from her job on a few things.

Aziza continued to hum her soft melody as she shopped around for more things for the house. While walking through some shops, she saw a group of traveling dancers performing for the villagers. She tried hard to ignore the sound of the music being played by the performers but the growing feeling in her belly refused to be ignored. Letting the feeling inside her win, she walked over to the small growing crowd that was enjoying the small entertainment.

Quietly, she pushed her way through the small group until she was in front of the crowd. She watched in amazement as the female and male dancers moved to the beat of the music. Their movements were so lively and upbeat. She envied the way the girls danced. Their movements were like the waters of the Nile, Moving softly and quietly yet fiercely. It was like they were casting a spell upon the crowd and everyone was falling into their mystical power.

Having enjoyed herself enough, Aziza prepared to leave. Grabbing a hold of her many bags, she turned to leave but was stopped by one of the male dancers who grabbed her arm.

"Please, join us." The dancer said. Turning around to face him, she saw that he was a young male that was roughly around nineteen to twenty years of age. He was very tall and somewhat muscular built. He had short shaggy brown hair that lay perfectly along his face and neck.

Aziza blushed a bit and shook her head quickly.

"I- I'm sorry but I must be heading home." She said softly. She gave him a small bow and starting walking past him and through the crowd.

"Wait! Please! "The male dancer yelled as he ran after her. Catching up to her, he gently grabbed her arm and turned her around to face him.

"Yes?"

"Please join us. All you have to do is one dance." He pleaded.

Aziza sighed. She knew she he wasn't going to give up until she had said yes so she gave in. she gave him a small nod and he smiled.

"My name's Amemu. What's yours?" he asked as he escorted her back towards the makeshift stage where his friends were playing. Amemu took her bags and placed them on the side of the stage so they wouldn't be in the way and walked back over to Aziza.

Amemu looked over at his friend and gave him the cue to start playing again. The male on the drums nodded and started playing. Aziza felt self conscious being the center of attention and immediately regretted agreeing to dance with Amemu and his group.

Amemu and his friends started dancing just as the male on the drums kicked up the tempo. Aziza stood still for a couple of minutes. She was slowly calming her rattled nerves that desperately screamed for her to run off stage and make a straight dash for home. As the feeling slowly went away, Aziza started moving along to the music. Swaying her hips side to side with the beat of the music. Aziza moved gracefully through the music and little by little the crowd began to get bigger and bigger. Soon a large crown was surrounding Aziza and the others. Some dancing along to the music while others watched the beautiful maiden dance gracefully in front of the large crowd.

Atem sighed boredly as he rode in his royal carriage through the lower parts of Egypt. He couldn't explain it, but lately he had become extremely bored. He became so bored that he started neglecting his royal duties as pharaoh. At first, it didn't bother his high priest. They figured that he just needed to relax. But, after a month of this they became extremely worried. Simon Muran, his most trusted and only vizier suggested that he get out and get some fresh air. Not knowing any other solutions to this problem. He decided to try Simon's idea,

And so far….it wasn't working.

Atem just couldn't understand why he was bored. He had everything he could ever want. He was a pharaoh. He held royalty within his veins in his veins. But with all that, He just couldn't understand what was missing from his life.

His carriage had been walking around Lower Egypt since noon and still nothing seemed to have caught his interest.

"My pharaoh." One of his soldiers said catching his attention.

"Yes?"

"My pharaoh, we will need to return soon. The horses are beginning to get tired." The guard said in respect.

"Very well, take me back to the palace." He replied boredly.

The guard nodded and motioned for the driver to turn around and head back towards the palace. Just as the carriage was about to head off towards his home, Atem heard the sound of music coming being played.

"Wait!" he demanded causing the driver to stop the carriage. he listened carefully for the direction of the sound. Hearing that it was coming from the center of town, he ordered his men to take him there. They followed his order without question. When the carriage made it the center of town, Atem saw that there was a large crowd surrounding a makeshift stage and a group of people who appeared to be dancing.

"What is going on?" he asked but mostly to himself

"My pharaoh, it appears that some performers are entertaining the town folk." The guard answered while observing the event that was taking place.

Atem couldn't resist the urge to go and see these performers. It was as if something was calling out to him and pulling him towards their direction. Without saying a word, he got out of his carriage and immediately started walking towards the large crowd of people.

"Everyone Make way!" one of his guards yelled making everyone that was watching move out the way and make a path for their pharaoh. Everyone bowed to him as he walked pass them and up to the front.

What he saw in front of him was something he would never forget. In front of him, was the most beautiful girl that he had ever seen. The way she danced made his heart race. To him she just wasn't a dancer or a beautiful woman. She was a goddess that was captivating him with her beauty.

Atem felt his heart speed up as he continued to watch her. He suddenly felt this feeling deep inside him rise to the surface and make his heart beat even faster.

He didn't know what this feeling was nor could he explain it. The only thing he knew was that he had to have the beautiful goddess standing in front of him.

As the music drew to a close. Aziza's dancing became slower. When the music stopped so did she. She stood there frozen in a pose in front of everyone slowly catching her breath. she slowly opened her eyes and looked at the crowd. Confusion showed flashed across her face as she saw that everyone was bowing except the one that was looking at her so intensely. Lavender colored eyes stared into purple irises for what seemed like hours but in reality were only for five minutes.

Aziza felt heat rise through her cheeks. She couldn't believe it even though it was happening right in front of her face. The pharaoh of Egypt was looking at her. She tried to compose herself but was failing miserably. She started to fidget feeling uncomfortable under the pharaoh's gaze. Clearing her throat, she slowly bowed down to him showing him her respect.

"Please don't. A beautiful goddess like yourself should be allowed to do such things." He said to her.

Slowly, she rose to her feet but refuse to life her head. He frowned at this. He wanted to see her face again. He wanted to see her beautiful lavender eyes that seemed to shine under Ra's rays.

"Please. Look at me." He said softly.

Aziza but rose her head meeting his gaze. She felt her heart flutter when she saw him saw smile at her.

'This can't be. I can't have this feeling again. Not again.' She thought to herself.

"Tell me your name beautiful maiden?" he asked her

"I-it's Aziza your highness." She replied looking down again. Aziza wasn't ashamed of her name. She just felt that it didn't suit her. She wasn't anything special or precious[3]. At least that's what her ex lovers always told her.

"Aziza. That's a beautiful name. it suits you." He said flashing a smile. Aziza felt herself blush at the compliment.

"My name is-"

"I know who you are my pharaoh." Aziza interrupted.

Atem chuckled and flashed another smile. Oh how she loved his laugh and his smile. Looking up at the sky, she saw Ra beginning to set which meant that it was starting to get late. Rushing over to her bags, she gathered them and started heading home.

"Wait!" Atem yelled for her but it was already too late. Aziza was half way down the road and out of his site.

Later on that night. Atem stood on his bedroom balcony that overlooked his kingdom. He silently prayed to the gods that in some way they could use their divine powers to somehow allow him to meet the mysterious beauty that he saw earlier that day. As if they had heard his plea, Khodsu [1] seemed to shine a little brighter than before in Nut's [2] beautiful sky.

Khodsu is the god of the moon in Egyptian

Nut is the goddess of the sky

Aziza's name means precious