Just as Isis had said, Teana was up and around the next day. Teana attended the morning sun services, just as always. Muhaado prayed for the sun to rise, as it had day after day. But, attendants noticed that he had added a little extra then normal.

"Bestow your light on the son who would join you, in his father's heavenly sphere." Smiling, all realized that it was time to announce to the public that a new heir would be arriving soon. Chatting amiably to each other, all the courtiers took extra care to greet the consort to their Pharaoh. Politely greeting each person that approached her, Teana felt as if the past days had been a nightmare, easily forgotten. By the end of the service, the only person she had yet to greet was the Pharaoh himself. Frankly, she wanted to ignore him, then she wouldn't have to remember. But, by protocol she couldn't.

Atemu looked in the direction of Teana. He'd avoided her as long as protocol stated he could, figuring that she wouldn't want to see him. But, with Muhaado's subtle announcement, the palace and people needed to know that they were not arguing or in anyway at odds with each other. Walking over to her, he offered his hand to help her from her seated position.

"My Lady." She bowed her head in recognition

"My Lord." He berated himself, how many times had he told her not to say that exact words? Now he himself was doing it. Relying on protocol rather then on feelings or heart.

"Teana….I am sorry that things had to happen this way…" Teana bowed her head.

"If you thought it was for the best, then it was, my Lord." Great, they were back to square one.

"Teana…" She snatched her hand away as politely as she could,

"I am certain that my Lord has other things to tend to then his first wife. If you would excuse me?" She bowed as little as she dared, and walked away. She knew that she was being extremely rude, but she really did not want to be near him at the moment. She forgave. She forgave him so easily that it scared her, but that didn't mean that she would let him know that. Maybe she could talk to Isis. The older women seemed to know much that Teana herself did not.

She knew she should wait for her servants, or a protector, even Mana, but, for once in life, she wanted to walk by herself. She wandered the hallways by herself, wondering at the intricacies of the architecture that she had never noticed before, anything to keep her mind of Pharaoh.

She heard a slight noise behind, and whirled around, but no one was there. Again, there was a noise, but this time, from the other direction, again she whirled. Beginning to think that perhaps there was a reason she had never been allowed to wander around alone, she turned again, only to crash into the person behind her.

"Oh, Priest Seth!" He looked at her cruelly. She knew that he was not intentionally mean, but his stare scared her all the same.

"My queen. You should not be wandering by yourself. Who knows what might happen." She tried to stand up to him, she still had some dignity.

"I may do as I please in my own household. There is no one here who might attack me at such short notice. Or aren't the sentry as good as you proclaim." But the priest refused to be baited. He simply shrugged.

"As you say. But if I were you, I'd be careful. The Pharaoh has untold number of enemies. You can't be too careful." He walked away. A moment later, Teana realized that, no matter how much she disked Priest Seth, she should have asked for his accompaniment to her chambers. She was not used to the passages being so dark, even though the sun had already risen, or so quiet.

Now that she thought of it, there should be dozens of servants now. Preparing for the first meal of the day, running errands, cleaning. Becoming concerned, she continued on her quest to find someone. Another noise came.

"Now I am simply scaring myself. There is no one who would wish me harm…" She turned, and once again, crashed into someone. But this time, it wasn't someone she knew. Instead She found herself looking into hard blue eyes.

"Don't be so sure of that one." Teana was about to scream and run for it, when a hand covered her mouth and effectively smothered any noise she could make. A sharp knife at her throat made her reconsider the prospect of running away. She was turned so she coul no longer see the person, and pressed again thier chest. The person was obviously mael. He spoke in a cold voice.

"Personally, I hate threatening women, but desperate times call for desperate measures. Don't take this personally." The knife dug just a little into her skin, enough to cause pain, but not deep enough to draw blood. "You see, no one was supposed to be around here. That idiot Seth just barely missed me, and then you walk by. Well, you can imagine my surprise. The first wife of our great Pharaoh!" He spat out the last part, as if it was vulgar. Teana bravely spoke up, though her voice was quakier then she'd like.

"What do you want?"

"With you? Nothing except silence…and perhaps a little screaming." Teana trembled. She didn't know what was going on. She was stuck in the arms of a ruthless killer, who seemed more then willing to harm her, and she had no defense. He continued speaking, and started walking, keeping Teana in front of him. "You see, I'm naught more then an innocent thief." Teana snorted quietly in disbelief. Whoever this man was, he was far from innocent. She could feel his smirk. "Ah, perhaps not so innocent.. However, I am a thief. I raid tombs normally. Less chance of being caught if the only people around are dead. But you see, this palace holds something of great value. Seven things, actually. Each are guarded heavily, in different places. I intend to steal them. But, to lure the guards away, I'll need a little…diversion shall we call it? It's almost lucky you ruined my original plan. This one's much better.Thisiswhere the screaming comes in." Teana would almost rather the thief stayed silent, his chattiness was unnerving.

"Wh…what makes you think I will scream?"

"Oh, I have my ways. You are a women,. You are weak and you don't have enough self discipline not to. Don't argue, it's simple facts." Teana fumed with a silent anger. True, that is what she had been taught all her life, but to hear it coming from this...this thief, angered her immensely. So, she stubbornly remained silent. He chuckled. "You are a silent one. Most women start screaming at me, just for saying that. Proves my point, doesn't it?"

They rounded a corner, and Teana could see that she was close to her own quarters. If she could find some way of escaping, then surely she could reach them and get help…

Suddenly, the man behind her cursed, and dropped the knife. Once again, she whirled around to see a figure with shocking white hair disappear around the corner she had just come from. Another figure stepped out from behind a statue, and ran towards her. Teana prepared to run, but it collided with her before she could move.

"Teana! Are you alright? Did he hurt you? Oh, I'm so sorry, I should've walked with you, but I was about do this really great prank when I saw. I can go after him if you want? Do want me to? Do you want me to go get the guards? Do…" After running out of breath, Mana looked at Teana, who was now laughing out of relief.

"I am unharmed Mana. Please, could you escort me to my room and inform the guards of what has happened?" Mana looked worried.

"Are you sure you'll be alright on your own? I mean, I could get someone else to go and stay with you…" Teana shook her head.

"I'll be fine. I need time to think." Mana nodded, and did as she was told. After bidding Teana goodbye, she scurried of to find the nearest guards who might believe her story.

Teana sighed and lay down. She had much to think on. Who was that person? How did he get into the palace? What were the objects that were so important to him? And, the question that had been buried in recent events, but still tugged at her mind, was she with a child? Would she carry the heir to the throne? She rolled over, and sighed again. She had no answers for any of them.


"I'm telling you, it's true! You have to believe me!" Mana was trying to convince the guards that she not telling tall tales again, but they just laughed and waved her off. Muttering about poor sports and people who couldn't take a joke, she ran off to find Muhaado. He at least might believe her, and do something about the intruder.


Meanwhile, Atemu had been summoned by the council of priests. There was an important topic to discuss, what was to be done with the Millennium Items. Some already had a place. Isis, for instance, had taken guardianship of the necklace. It was always on her person. However, there were a few that still had yet to find users. Isis was informing them of the need.

"Great strife will befall this country. This I have seen. Without the sacred Items, I fear that we have little chance of overcoming it. The Items must have a user." Everyone agreed. Now, there was only one question. Who would take guardianship of which Item?