Atemu sat crossed legged on his bed with his head in his hand staring at the head board of the bed in front of him. 'Stupid Seto.' He thought. Just before he had been in his fathers court room to be questioned about the escape of the Syrian King and Princess.

Those events crossed his mind, but the one that went through the most was the beautiful Syrian Princess. He had to see her. 'Maybe just seeing her one more time will get her out of my head.'

The prince groaned and fell on his back. Maybe he could leave tonight? Only for a while of course.

Atemu made up his mind. The journey to go see Princess Akila was now marked in his agenda. Atemu got of his bed and walked out the door. He slowly and quietly edged his way down the corridor to the stables. He must be seen by no one. He didn't bring anything because he thought he wouldn't need it.

Footsteps could be heard from down the hall. Atemu held his breath and leaned up against the wall. He saw a shadow make its way up the hall, coming closer, and the pitter pattering of the footsteps louder. Atemu felt sweat roll down his cheek and off his face.

The figure appeared from out of the corner. Atemu let his breath out. It was only Isis.

"Atemu? What are you doing?" She asked when she made her way down the hall.

"Oh..me---I-I…I'm not doing nothing…..Anything…I'm not doing anything." He studdered.

"Prince Atemu, where are you really going?" The High Priestess said in a stern voice.

Atemu paused and looked down at the ground. Letting out a sigh he said. "I can't tell you…"

Atemu tried to make his way passed her but she shifted her position into his way wherever he went.

"Isis!" He yelled.

"My Prince. Where are you going?"

"Isis, let me through." Atemu's voice told her that he was angry she stepped aside.

"You shouldn't be going my Prince…"

Atemu turned around and looked at her. "What are you talking about?"

"You know…You love her don't you…" Isis's voice was soft and her eyes lingered down at the ground. Atemu stopped again and looked at her.

"What? Who?" Atemu was on the verge of yelling now.

"I won't tell…" Isis said walking away. Atemu kept his eyes on her until she was out of sight.

'How did she know where I was going? It must have something to do with her millennium necklace.'

Atemu turned around again, this time nothing was stopping him. But a slight pang of guilt tugged at his heart. Why was he doing this? He shouldn't, but he had already made up his mind.

'It doesn't matter, It doesn't take that long to get to Syria if you have a horse and run practically all the way. I'll be home in no time.'

Atemu was now outside in the stables letting his horse out of its enclosure. The horse was a little jumpy and almost twice knocked Atemu over.

"Steady, boy. Steady." Atemu repeated over and over again until the horse was calmly outside with all it's necessities. Atemu mounted his horse and stared ahead at the long desert that separated him and Akila.

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"Come on Akila! Dinners ready!" Tentana yelled bursting into Akila's room. Akila jumped up, surprised by Tentana't outburst. "Tentana! What are you doing?" The princess said through gritted teeth.

"Remember? I helped prepare the dinner. Your parents are already waiting, hurry!" Tentana smiled and ran out of the room.

"I'll right." Akila said once the over active attendant. Akila got off her bed and headed out for the door.

Akila made her way to the common where obviously dinner was. She was about to open the door when she heard her father's voice from the other side. She couldn't make much of the words except for the last part when she leaned forward.

"….I came to figure that the boy was the Prince…Pretty weird huh? Well I'm afraid that I'm going to cut his life short this…" Akila pulled her head away. So her father still thinks that he's going to kill Atemu? Akila snorted and opened the door.

Her parents looked up at their daughter who had just entered. All conversation had just stopped.

"Hello father…mother." Akila said giving them each curt nods. The princess sat down next to her father and across from her mother. She didn't bother to say anything else to them, but she didn't mind taking a few rolls and chicken legs from the table and putting them on her plate.

"Yes. We'll have that war won in no time." Her father started again. He stopped when Akila gave him a death look and returned to eating.

Through the rest of dinner they all eat in silence. No one looked up from their plate, and when Akila's father left the table he didn't leave without saying one simple good by. Akila's mother followed after him.

Akila now sat alone in the large common. Her eyes drifted up and looked at the ceiling. Suddenly a voice echoed in her mind. It was so clear that it sounded as if he bounced of the walls of the large dining area.

Akila jerked her head to the side, and then to the other. Not a soul was seen. The voice was heard again. Now Akila stood up on her feet turning in all directions.

"Akila?" The voice said again. It was soft and almost unheard. It was Atemu's voice, and it didn't originate from the large common or anywhere else in the palace. It was in her mind.

"Argh! Atemu!" Akila pouted stomping her foot on the ground. The impact echoed off the walls and ceiling of the room.

Akila was suddenly swept with tiredness. She rubbed her eyes and walked out of the room.

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Atemu neared his way towards the palace. Later on he had tied his horse to a tree away from the city to avoid Syrian questioning.

Walking on the sandy ground, he was sure he heard the snapping of a twig. Atemu forcefully turned around. He didn't see anything. His heart was pounding and he began to question himself if coming was a bad idea.

He turned back around and almost ran right into a Syrian warrior. Atemu's nose was almost touching the Syrian's back.

The warrior seemed to sense Atemu's presence and began turning around. Atemu followed his lead and stayed to the Syrian's back. The Syrian warrior had turned around fully then shrugged.

Behind him Atemu reached into his pouch and pulled a dagger. The boy raised it and with one quick movement plunged the dagger into the warrior. Blood immediately squirted out of the body and fell on Atemu's clothing and face.

Atemu didn't bother to brush the blood off his face. He ran rapidly towards the palace away from the dead warrior.

Atemu, now on the border of the city. Large walls hovered above him making him feel very small. Atemu walked along the walls feeling for anything that might help him across it.

His hand went across what felt like a rope. He placed his head right next to it to get a closer look. It was a rope, and it seemed to be connected to the top of the wall.

Atemu tugged at the rope before he carefully started to climb.

Atemu finally made his way up to the top of the wall, and just peeked over the edge to make sure that nobody was there. Which no one was. Atemu pulled himself up across the wall, and let himself hit the ground.

Later on------

Atemu was now next to the palace. He let his feet take him to the back, because he had a good feeling that the security there would be lessened.

Atemu looked up at a balcony window, which he was sure was Akila's because he heard her voice quietly coming through that window.

Atemu picked up a pebble from off the floor and threw it up at the balcony railing.

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Akila and Tentana sat in Akila's room on the bed talking.

"You can't blame him, Akila." Tentana said. "This war has been going on for like ever, and that's all he knows."

"Yeah, but still that's all he ever talks about, is this stupid war…"

Akila was cut short when she heard something hit the railing of the balcony. "What was that?" Akila asked. Whatever it was, Tentana sure didn't want to find out.

"Akila, I'll be right back…" Tentana jumped off the bed and flew of the door.

"Tentana…" Akila widened her eyes when she heard the noise again. Akila slowly got off the bed and walked out onto the balcony. She peered over the edge and saw…

"Atemu! What are you doing?"

"I need to talk to you. Can I come up?"

Akila bit her tongue and looked behind her at the door. Tentana had her head stuck into the room. Akila waved her arm telling Tentana that it was okay to come in. Akila turned her attention back to the Egyptian Prince.

"Atemu, yeah just a second."

Akila rushed back into the room. "Tentana I need a rope."

Tentana thought for a moment. "Just a sec, I know where one is." The girl rushed out the door, and moments later returned with a rope.

"Thanks." Akila said taking the rope away from her attendant and went back onto the balcony.

"Here grab this." Akila lowered the rope down for Atemu, who eagerly took the rope and began to climb up.

The princess turned to Tentana. "It's Atemu."

Tentana opened her eyes and mouth widely and stared at Akila.

"He can't be here. Tell him to go away."

"No. Maybe seeing him will get him out of my head. And besides he just wants to tell me something."

"What if he came to kill you?"

"Tentana I already told you. I met him before, he doesn't have those kinds of intentions."

"Well what if it's not really him."

"Tentana stop." Akila ordered turned back to the window just in time to see Atemu step onto the balcony. She started walking towards him when Tentana pushed her away. The girl walked right up to Atemu and almost yelled at him.

"What are you doing? Your not suppose to be her, go away!"

Atemu put on a confused face and turned to Akila for help.

"Tentana, get away from him."

Tentana reluctantly obeyed never taking her glare off him.

Atemu rushed into the room. "I need to talk to you."

"So you've said."

Atemu glared at Tentana. "Alone."

"I don't think so, Mr. Whoever you are. I'm not letting the princess be alone with you!"

Akila shrugged. "Tentana."

Tentana could not refuse orders from the princess and stomped out the room. Akila turned back towards Atemu. "So?"

"Umm, Well I had this all planned out but suddenly I forgot what I was going to say."

Akila rolled her eyes. "You came out all this way for nothing?"

"Of course not. I came to see you."

"Why?"

An awkward silence followed as Atemu tried to pick out the right words.

"Well, I'm not really sure. I just felt I had to." Atemu scratched his head and looked at the floor before continuing.

"I just, couldn't stop thinking about you."

"Why do you have blood on your face?" Akila suddenly said.

"Huh?"

"There's blood on your face. Where did it come from?" Akila pointed to the blood stain that was on the Princes face.

"Oh, that? I ran into some trouble along the way."

"You didn't kill anyone, did you?"

Atemu tossed his head side to side. "Well, maybe."

"Oh, Atemu, I'm sorry, what where you saying before?"

Atemu shook his head. "Nothing."

Akila sat down on the bed with Atemu standing in front of her. No one said anything. Atemu kept his gaze on the bed, and Akila kept hers on the floor.

Moments passed before Akila spoke up.

"Why did you come here? If anyone sees you they'll kill you. My father already wants to."

He slowly turned his eyes to meet Akila's. "I had to."

"But why. You can't risk your life just to see me."

Atemu sighed. "They almost caught me you know." He said in more of a cheery voice.

Akila smiled. "What do you mean?"

"It was mostly Seto's fault. You know, the High Priest, also my cousin. He was really upset when I gave you and your dad the distraction to move. I told him that my dad wanted to talk to him. So when he got there he really didn't, you know, and they called me in to question me. Seto almost won."

"What did you say."

"I told him that he was blind. Then he said that the perfect Prince Atemu has a flaw, and then I said that he was the blind one. Then my father told us to go to our room."

Akila laughed. "You got sent to your room?"

"Yeah. I'll tell you, that Seto…Oh man. He makes me mad." Atemu sat down on the bed next to the princess.

"And you said he was your cousin?"

Atemu chuckled. "Yeah. When most people look at us they would never guess that we were related."

"I can see why, your two completely different people."

"I'd say."

Suddenly knocking on the door was heard. Both teens turned their head in the direction, then Atemu looked at Akila.

"Akila can I come in now?"

It was Tentana. Akila sighed. "Yes."

The door opened and Akila's attendant came in, still glaring at Atemu.

"What's going on?" She asked.

"Nothing." Atemu replied.

"I wasn't asking you."

"Tentana, we're fine." Akila said.

"Is he leaving yet? I'm just about to go tell your father."

"No, Tentana you can't." Akila now stood on her feet. "Please don't tell,"

Tentana rolled her eyes and sighed. "Fine I won't. But he still needs to leave."

"Tentana, no…"

This time it was Atemu to cut her off.

"No she's right. I should be heading back before anyone notices I'm gone. And they won't be very happy because I'm still suppose to be in my room." He looked at Akila who laughed.

"Well we don't want you to get into anymore trouble now would we?"

Atemu nodded and leaned closer to Akila, whispering in her ear. "Expect me in a week,"

Atemu took his head back and went back to the balcony. "Well good by,"

"By," Akila said. Tentana didn't say anything because she was to busy glaring at him.

Akila smiled. 'Wow,'

"Tentana what's next week?"

"Oh, I don't know."

Akila smiled again and fell back onto the bed.

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