That following morning, she opened her eyes. She took in a deep breath, noticing the sudden change again. She sat up, running her hand over the bandages that claimed most of her chest and back. She turned her eyes to the door and noticed the Pharaoh walking in. She quickly grabbed the sheet to cover herself and then noticed the young priestess behind him. She turned her eyes to the bed, not really wanting to make eye contact. 'Did you sleep well?' she heard. She simply nodded, unable to face after last night's events. She felt the bed sink in a bit on the side of her and she heard, 'She seems well, Pharaoh Atem… she may not have healed all the way yet, but she will make it through. There was silence that followed as she sat there. She turned her eyes and noticed that the Pharaoh was looking at her. His royal purple eyes gazed upon her as the priestess waved her hand over her back. She felt blush appear in her cheeks and she quickly turned away from him. 'Well, she will have to stay in bed for most of the day, but I think she can walk around a bit.' She said. 'Thank you Isis… Would you find something for her to wear…and inform Mahado that I will talk to him later about tonight's events?' Isis nodded, stood up and bowed before leaving the room.

He looked at her, her raven hair hiding her pale face from him. He took in a deep breath and sat down on the bed next to her. 'My dear, would you like something to eat?' when she sat there without a word, he came to the conclusion that she wasn't sure how to react to him. He sighed, turned his eyes away from her and ran his hand through his hair. 'For once, just see me as a guy…not the Pharaoh.' He watched as her eyes turned to him, shock on them. 'But you are the Pharaoh!' she quickly covered her mouth and he smiled. 'It is fine, my dear… you may speak.' He said, calmly. She turned her eyes to the bed again, and he knew she from that she was shy. He stood up, knowing that he had to get something to eat for her. 'Could I have some soup?' he heard. Turning around, he noticed her clutching the sheets. 'Alright…' he stated, and then headed out of the door.

When the door closed, she let out a sigh, feeling stupid for not speaking. But she knew who he was and you just didn't talk to the Pharaoh any kind of way. She took in a deep breath, turning her eyes to the balcony window. She wrapped the sheet around her and tried for walking again. She placed both feet on the floor and waited before she stood. 'One try…' she thought, standing up uneasily. Holding onto the bed, she slowly stood up and turned her eyes to the window. She took a step and straightened her back before taking another step. 'My dear, if you wanted to walk to the balcony,' she heard. She turned her head back to the other side of the bed and looked at the Pharaoh. She then lost her footing again, and thought, 'Just great!' But like last time, she never made it to the floor. Somehow, the Pharaoh had gotten around to her before she even reached it. He held her against his chest, his hands gently resting on her back. She took in the dark spices he wore and felt her face flush again. 'Uh…thank you, Pharaoh Atem.' She whispered as he allowed her to stand. She turned her eyes away and felt his hand take hers. 'Come, let me help you.'

Walking out into the balcony, Atem turned his eyes to her and smiled. 'It's a beautiful morning.' He said, turning his eyes back to the scenery. There was so verbal response from her, but he knew that she was nodding. 'You are a quiet one…where are you from?' he said. He slightly turned his eyes to her and watched as the wind went through her hair. Her eyes were closed, but she had this small smile on her face. 'I am from a place that is far away from her.' She whispered. 'I've always been quiet, yet strong willed…' she looked down then, fisting her hand in the sheet she had wrapped around herself. 'You do not have to speak of yesterday. It is written on your face on how painful it must have been.'

She was grateful to him. He was a very kind Pharaoh indeed. There was no one around that met match him, except his deceased father. She turned her eyes to him and looked at his handsome face. His royal purple eyes gazed upon his city in respect and awe. Sighing, she felt out of place here. She had not really had a home for such a long time…and because she lived here in Egypt now, she feared that there was no way she would find her place here. She turned her eyes back to the kingdom below and sighed. 'You are welcome to stay here for as long as you like.' She heard. Blush shot across her face as she turned back to him. He had a smile on his face, assuring her that he was telling her the truth. 'You will not be harm while you are here…you are a guest.' She couldn't help but smile herself. She bowed and felt herself heading for the floor. She was caught again, and she let out a laugh. 'I guess I don't have a sense of balance anymore.' She joked as he sat her upright. He let out a soft chuckle. 'You will be back to normal soon, my dear. Until then, I will take care of you the best way I can.' He helped her back into the room, thankful that she was at least doing well.

His eyes were sent on the kingdom for such a long time. He walked passed a few people, the red hood covering his face as he looked around. There was something different about the place, more so, he noticed the Pharaoh's cousin take in a young woman yesterday for some particular reason. But he hadn't seen the woman since then. This bright morning, he was planning an invasion into the Palace, take what he can and make sure that the Pharaoh died by his hands. He sighed and then turned his eyes back the young woman who was following him. 'You follow me for what purpose?' he asked. Her short brown hair and dark eyes made her look like a male, which many girls that she was…but he knew the truth. He waited as her eyes went up to the Palace in a single glance. 'There is something that needs to be done…' she said, sternly. He nodded, turning around to walk by her. 'Then we will attack in due time…' he answered before heading through the crowd again.

A week passed and she was back to her normal self. Walking down the hallway in a black Egyptian silk dress, her hair pulled back into a low ponytail, she noticed the number of paintings that were on the walls. She looked around again, passing by the window she looked out onto the city. She smiled as a breeze rolled through the place. Egypt had been a beautiful place, and her time with the Pharaoh was just…

'You look beautiful this morning,' she heard. She turned her eyes to him and smiled. 'Pharaoh Atem,' she whispered, bowing. He smiled at her and took place by her side. 'You are recovering very well. Mahado is amazed by your progress.' She nodded, looking out of the window. She turned her eyes to him and smiled, blush slightly in her cheeks. 'You seem awfully chirpy this morning, Pharaoh. May I ask why?' she said. He chuckled and turned his eyes to her. 'Well, my dear…I am just happy that you are well.' He replied, blush appearing in his cheeks. She quickly diverted her eyes away from him and felt her heart jump against her sternum. 'Pharaoh…I…'

'Breakfast is ready when you are willing to eat. Would you please join me…even if you don't eat?' She blinked a bit, turning her gaze back to him. 'Pharaoh Atem…'she whispered. He had to admit, he had taken a liking to her. She was a very strong willed woman like she had said, and her beauty was just…indescribable. She seemed to understand him without knowing him all he way. 'The time that you have been here…you have not given me your name.' he said. She gave off a radiant, yet innocent smile as she turned to head down the hallway. 'My name is Hotaru…but I've been known more as Saturn…' she whispered, leaving his side. Dear heavenly Ra, she struck his heart with such emotion that he couldn't describe it. Was this the love he had seen upon his parents?

Saturn kept her eyes forward as she walked down the hallway. 'Saturn, after the Goddess of Rebirth?' she heard. She paused before turning the corner, turning her eyes to him. She felt his intense gaze upon her as she stood there. That handsome Pharaoh had taken such good care of her. She placed her hand in the middle of her chest and smiled. 'Yes…after the Goddess of Rebirth.' She watched as he walked up to her, coming close her. Her pale skin decided to rose up at the sudden closeness between them. She felt his hand brush back a strand of her hair as his eyes gave off this seductive glance. 'It suits you…in more ways then one.' He whispered, leaning closer to her. She felt her heart skip a beat and only prayed that he was not about to kiss her…yet she wanted it.

'Pharaoh Atem,' Mahado called. She sighed when the Pharaoh turned away from her, looking at his Priest. 'Breakfast is ready for you and the Lady.' He said. She took in a shuddering breath, thinking that she had fainted and just woke back up. Looking up, she heard, 'of course, Mahado…thank you.' She turned her eyes to the floor when he turned back to her. 'Well, breakfast does not wait to be eaten. Shall we?' she nodded, and walked a long side him to the dinning hall to eat.