Atem was nervous, as he puts on his crown when his slaves dressed him. His father broke the news to him about his up coming marriage two days ago and now todays the day that his soon-be queen be chosen. He walks out to the balcony to see his father's people standing right outside the wall of the palace, for that they can bow to their next king and queen of their land.

A loud on his chamber door disturbed his thoughts. Atem didn't bother to turn around as he gives his order for them to enter. "My prince, it is time. The pharaoh awaits for your arrival in the throne room."

"Every well then. I shall be down there in a bit, thank Mai." Mai took her leave to inform her king. Atem stared out to his village for a while longer before taking his leave to the throne room.

All the slaves that Atem passed bowed out of respect to their next king, but he didn't pay no attention to them and just kept walking until he reach the doors to the throne room. The guides that blocks the door opened for him.

Atem sees his father sitting on his throne, waiting for his son. "Ah Atem, we were just about to begin. Take your place my side my son so that we may choose your queen." Atem didn't say a work, as he takes his place by his father. "Bring in the first."

The king said with a powerful voice. As the doors opened a girl with a rich tan came in. She bowed down and took a deep breath.
"My king. They chose me because I am the most beautiful and inno-"
"Enough." the king cut her off.
"Innocent? Pitiful. I know your father. He sales you around for money. You are very far from innocent." The king extended his hand towards the girl.
"Take her away. You are not good enough my son." The guides grabbed each of her arms and began dragging her out the throne room. "Send in the next." he motioned and the door opened again.

The king was very bored and he didn't do anything to mask it. His pale arm was put under his cheek holding his head. His eyes were dropping. Atem was feeling the same way as his father turned away ten girls so far. Some did have the innocent, but no trust.
The doors opend yet again and a small figure covered from head to toe in silk stepped it with their hood up. The King raised an elegant eyebrow and stared at the figure as it approached the king. It bowed down and the King could hear the frantic heartbeat.. "Speak." a deep baritone voice boomed all over the room.

"My king." said person felt like his breath stopped. The small figures voice sounded like a doves coo. So smooth and light. The figure narrowed his amethyst eyes, the only thing that could be seen. The king wondered, eyes like that were very rare.
"I was chosen because of my innocence, trusting and the respect that I have for the people." the figure gripped a peace of his tunic.

"Remove your hood." the figure was a little nervous about the kings demands, but they had to do what they been. Slowly, but bravery, the figure removed their hood as they kept their head down. "Look at me."

The firgure looked up slowly. Everyone gasp in shock at they see. This figure was a look a like Atem, but the only differnts was the hair and eyes. The king became fearious, as he stands. "What's the meaning of this? Is this some kind of joke? Not only are you a boy, but you dare to look like my son! What's your name?"

" hikari my pharaoh and no this is not a joke. This was the look I was born with."hikari was getting scared.

"Your a boy, you can't bare children." Atem spoke out.

hikari swallowed the lump in his throat before he dared to speak. "I actually can prince. I have the eye of Ra tattoo on my arm. I had it since I born."hikari explained, but Prince Atem didn't believe it one bit.

"Father, I think this is a joke." He whispers low to his father. "Just throw him out."

"Silence! That is rare thing to happen." Aknamkanon made his orders." Remove his silk, so that I can see this tattoo of what he says is true." The guards around him tore off his silk, leaving hikari cizian clothing. Aknamkanon marched over to the young boy and grabbed his arm. hikari let out yelp when his king roughly took his arm. He didn't dare to look at the king as he analyzed his arm sharply, like he wanted to lazer a hole through his arm. "This is impossible. This has not happen in eighty-four years. This child," He looked yugi in the face. "is the chosen one from the God of Ra."

Atem looked between his father and hikari not getting a good feeling in his stomach about what his father was thinking. "Father" Aknamkanon spoke out.

"hikari, you are chosen to be my son's queen."

"Father" Atem stepped forward. "he is a boy. I thought you wanted me to marry a girl."

"Atem, this is a gift from Ra. He answered my prayer, so I shall not make him angry." He said as he looked back at his frustrated son, who stands by the throne. hikari can sense his anger ftom the prince that he look down at the marble floor of his own reflection. "Now Atem no more arguing, the wedding will take place tomorrow. Not another word." Aknamkanon raised his hand stop Atem before he speaks. He looks down at the child. "Stand up hikari." And hikari did. "Guards, take him to Atem's chambers."