Waiting for You
By: Sakurascorpion19
Author's Note: I GREATLY apologize that it has taken me 3 years to find the muse and time to complete another chapter. I should have no problem updating much sooner now. I want to thank those who have been so patient and those who have given me such wonderful reviews for this story. Thanks especially to DJ Shortstop Clue for making me want to compete against you by getting my story done before yours. My love for ancient Egypt and Yu-gi-oh! will keep my interest going on this story until the end. And don't worry, the end is not near. Please enjoy! Read and review please.
Chapter 6
Seth arrived along the eastern border of the lower kingdom where several small villages had been destroyed in retaliation for General Pegasus' attack on a lesser tribe. Seth, on a war chariot given to him to use by the Pharaoh, surveyed the damage of Pharaoh's people and their homes. Bloody bodies of men, women and children covered the sand. All Seth could do was shake his head at the senseless killing that had come as a result of Pegasus' foolishness. Seth pulled back on the reins of his two war horses so they would come to a stop. He silently handed the reins to the solider standing next to him in the chariot and hopped down. He sighed and looked up at the great god, Amen Ra, the sun, the one that made sense of this world. How could this happen?
A soldier in a pure red uniform walked up to the high priest and bowed. "Sir, the rebel tribe was spotted a few miles north making camp on Egyptian soil. What were the great Pharaoh's instructions?"
Seth turned his attention away from Amen Ra and looked to the soldier who had spoke. "We are to defend the people and our borders with minimal casualties."
The soldier bowed. "I am ordered to bring you to the officer tent to deliberate with the captains, sir."
Seth waved his hand to show the soldier he would follow him to where he was needed. All we need to do is to prevent a war. Egypt cannot afford more death and destruction. Seth thought to himself as he followed the soldier to the officer tent.
"I hereby introduce his highness Priest Seth from Thebes with a message from the great Pharaoh." The soldier stated loudly to four men standing around a table made from straw. The four men slowly looked up from the table where they had been studying a map of the nearby regions.
Seth bowed to the four captains as the soldier took his leave from the tent. "I am Priest Seth sent to this region by order of the Pharaoh Atem. I am asked by his greatness that we protect the people and this land as if we were protecting the Pharaoh's life itself. We are to defend the people and Egypt's borders with minimal casualties."
One of the captains bowed respectfully. "We will do as the Pharaoh wishes, high priest." He then moved over slightly to make room for Seth to join the deliberation at the table. Seth walked silently over to the table and looked down at the map.
"Now then gentlemen, we will move on the rebels tomorrow at dawn. Bas will move in from the north, Nemenhotep will move in from the south and I will move in from the west. Amenast will remain at camp to defend the people if any rebels break through our lines and make their way here." The captain that spoke to Seth stated confidently.
"Ha! You think any rebels will get through my men, Raenhotep?" Nemenhotep asked with a laugh.
"Of course not friend, but these rebels are tricky. They could already have a few men stationed outside of their camp." Raenhotep replied to his comrade. "Priest Seth, as the commander of this army by order of the Pharaoh, does this plan suit you?"
Seth continued to stare at the map. He tracked the captains' movements on the map as described by Raenhotep. "Your plan captain, seems to bring a complete massacre to the camp. Does this fall within the Pharaoh's order of minimal casualties?" Seth spoke with mild irritation.
"Priest Seth, the Pharaoh wishes the rebel tribe to remain off of Egyptian soil and to not have a chance to harm the Egyptian people. How is the army to accomplish this without a direct assault on the rebel camp?" Raenhotep questioned intently. The other three captains nodded, agreeing with Raenhotep's question.
"As the royal army, we are to follow the Pharaoh's orders. I do not deny it is a difficult task, but a direct assault on the camp will result in a war. This particular tribe has several allies out east and they will call on these allies if their people feel threatened by Egypt. The tribe has retaliated on Egyptians because of General Pegasus' desire for slaves and power. We are not to walk in the general's footsteps. We need to try to reason with the army officers currently at the camp before we run out looking for blood." Seth stated confidently.
"How in Ra's name do we get an audience with these particular officers?" Bas asked sarcastically.
"Send a messenger to request a term of peace and an audience with the officers." Seth answered.
"Politics. It is all about politics. Nothing is cut and dry anymore." Nemenhotep stated with a chuckle. "We shall try it his way."
"You think we have much of a choice." Bas slapped Nemenhotep's shoulder. "Go find a slave to send this message."
Nemenhotep bowed to the other captains then Seth before leaving the tent.
Bas then bowed. "I need to make sure our soldiers aren't getting too lazy while waiting for their moment of glory." He took his leave.
"We will take our leave as well Priest Seth." Raenhotep bowed. Amenast also bowed and followed the other captain out of the tent.
"Better some slave than one of our soldiers in case the rebels decide to kill the messenger." Amenast laughed as he exited the tent.
Seth frowned deeply after hearing Amenast's comment. Unfortunately, a slave is not a piece of papyrus that can be easily torn and thrown away. At least, not to me.
His blue eyes looked down at her intently. A shiver went straight up her spine as he stared down into the depths of her soul. She smiled softly as he watched her. She could feel his hand run slowly down her cheek then down her quivering neck. His rough hand soon rested on her bare shoulder and pulled her against his warm body. His face then moved closer toward her; his lips gently colliding with hers. A kiss that should never end. A kiss that could never end. A kiss.
Kisara slowly opened her eyes as the sun entered her room. She groaned softly and pulled the soft blanket back over her head as if it would force Ra from the room. "Always ruining good dreams." Kisara complained to the sun. She sighed and opened her eyes once more. She knew it was time to get up for the morning prayer. She sat up in her bed and looked out her window entrance where a warm breeze came rushing in. Her curtains swung around the window entrance violently before the wind suddenly died down completely. Kisara bowed her head outside toward the sun. "I know, I know." She hopped out of bed and quickly washed her face and body with cool water and perfume. She put on her simple, white dance robes and hurried out of her room to the main temple prayer room.
As Kisara walked, she thought of her dream and Seth. She hadn't seen the priest in over a month. Priestess Isis refused to answer any questions regarding the high priest. Isis would just change the subject or completely ignore Kisara all together. Kisara had given up on asking Isis for information, so she turned to the other dancers for information and gossip.
The latest gossip from Thebes was that Egypt was on the brink of war. A high ranking general had attacked a tribe in the east and the tribe was looking for revenge. The temple dancers, Kisara included, would dance for the great gods and goddesses to protect Egypt from the thoughts of revenge of this tribe. Secretly, Kisara would pray alone. She would pray for the protection of the Egyptian people living in the east. And she would pray for Seth.
Kisara took her place in the temple and danced accordingly. She had focused on learning the needed dances to be a successful temple dancer over the past few weeks. Her main goal in all of this was to show Priestess Isis that she had what it took to belong in the temple especially since Kisara feared that the priestess knew she was a runaway slave.
After their prayers, the temple dancers were allowed free time during the heat of the day. Kisara did not enjoy this free time. Free time involved walking through the gardens and thinking of Seth. Free time involved walking through the temple and thinking of Seth. Free time involved walking through Karnak and thinking of Seth.
Kisara could not be free of the high priest. His smile consumed her. His voice consumed her. His gentle touch consumed her.
Kisara found her way into the gardens during her current free time in between prayers. She glided her fingertips along a lotus flower as she marveled over its color and beauty. Seth…I'm waiting.