Jessejames - You are always wlecome! ^_^
Cat-Star - Don't forget that Atem is a slave to the results of the Shadow Games. As its Heir to it and as Pharaoh of Kemet, he must abide by the desicions of the gods. (and by me!)
Shibby - Its almost all me (Una) now. I still give Keiko-chan her due credit. After all, Kei is hers! As for your pic, its going on one/both of my sites.
High Priestess Ente - ^_~ Everyone lived. Akunadean is in the real manga, as is Karim, and I try to keep it as if this actually happened (to some extent). As for Shukura's symbol, notice how Naeem's is a circle and Atem's is the Eye. Put them on top of each other, and it makes the Mil. Puzzle.
Greenwood - Yeah! Thanks for noticing the humor! I try my best to sprinkle some in. I suck most of the time.
K Yami Yugi - Well, this chapter should answer that!
Yugiohchix2008 - "Camel"? o.O Funny and random! I like that!
MitoSanu - Welcome to the group! Honestly, this is not over yet by a long shot. Give it another four or five chapters, maybe. Plus the present-day stuff.
Kyoko-san - Try my best to stick to a weekly update schedule. Its really hard, eats up a lot of free time, but I'm passionate enough about writing that I'm willing to sacrifice a little sleep and studying time.
digigirl - Soon enough for you? ^_^ Do you know where Serafina's been?
Strawberrylover - Gomen, I thought I notified you! I'll be sure to add you to my list right away!
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Una: *counting* Eleven this week! YES!!
FW: How come I can't get that many for MY stuff!?!
Bardock: B/c you suck.
*Bardock gets beaten by FW, Una, and Yugi*
Yugi: See's cool! The story's lacking in humor now!
Una: Then read Keiko's fics!
Yami: I still think it sux I couldn't destroy Minkabh.
Una: Well, the majority of the reviewers agreed. But it wouldn't make sense. Plot hole big enough to drive a truck through!
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Chapter 9
Atem's Radical Declarations
The ceremony for Atem's coronation was far simpler than anticipated, due to the severe damages on the palace. By the time Akunamukanon's funeral came about, the new pharaoh made sure nothing was spared for his father's wake.
The funeral itself took a great deal of emotional control on both Atem and Naeem's part. As heads of state, they were to show no signs of weakness. As the women of the court mourned and wept (none more so than Kei), they and the other priests held their heads high through the procession to the tomb site. However, by the time Atem touched the lips of the sarcophagus with the ceremonial crook, Naeem turned his head to desperately suppress the waves of tears he held back.
Unfortunately, this did not go unnoticed. That night, when arrangements were to be made for Atem's future rule, Akunadean quickly asked as to Naeem's claims and rights. "Need I remind you, Your Highness," the evil man said, "that brothers to the pharaoh are simply made as priests, or connections to the more frail are severed clean away."
"See here now," Shimon interrupted. "Since when has the Young Prince been considered a candidate for accusations?!"
"Since his display of weakness during the send-off! Such weakness is normally beaten out of a child, but as he was spoiled in his youth-"
"Spoiled," growled Kei, advancing on the old man. "Spoiled?! You nearly killed him, you wrinkled old dick-faced -" Seto held her back gently, his eyes shadowed. "You are not queen yet," he whispered.
Atem glared at Akunadean. "I reinstate my father's decree that my brother is not to be harmed in the slightest."
"That's correct," snapped Shimon. "He is a boy, and as such may be allowed to feel grief after his father has passed on."
Naeem said and did nothing but remain in the corner silently watching.
Mahado bowed to speak. "Sire," he said reasonably, "there are other things to discuss first, far more important than what is to become of the boy. For example, there is the High Priest position to consider. Also the new appointments, if needed, a declaration to the public of your intentions, the date to set for your marriage…"
Atem nodded. "Yes, I am aware of that. And I am prepared for them all."
The six priests waited expectantly, but Atem chose to play with them a bit. "As to my union with Kei," he said side-glancing her and Seto, "The date shall never be set. I have no desire to take her as my queen, so I refuse her hand."
Shadi was the first to speak after this shock. "Sire! Your match was your father's wish!"
"It was more so his wish that we were to be happy. And I know she'd be far better off with less confining responsibilities and … someone else whom she loved more than a simple friend. She is by no means undesirable, and I do not doubt she will marry very well."
"But," added Karim, "tradition states-"
"That Pharaoh chooses the queen, and I am now Pharaoh."
Isis said, "Lady Kei is a fine catch-"
"Oh yes, but a bird that should not have been caught in the first place. No, I have made my decision and intend to stick with it."
Kei stared into Atem's eyes, and an unspoken understanding passed between them. He knew about her love for Seto, and made herself free to him. Her blue-green eyes widened, and her infectious smile became radiant in the rather dismal room. She gave a quick "Thank you," then threw her arms around Seto, laughing at his skeptical expression.
"As to the identity of my High Priest," Atem went on, "because of his heroics during the battle, I appoint Seto to the position."
"Pharaoh," said Seto, unable to believe his luck was without a price, "exactly why are you doing this?"
Atem smirked. "Truth be told, Seto, my attractions lie elsewhere."
As if on cue, the door opened and Shukura came in. She bowed deeply to the others. "You sent for me, my Pharaoh?"
"I did. Shukura, may you please come closer?"
Shukura did as she was told, her face down the entire time. "Is this about the Bracelet? I-I'll give it back right away."
"No, keep it." He took her hands. "Will you not look at me?"
Shukura swallowed. She had been trying to avoid him at all costs ever since the battle against Minkabh. Every time she looked at him, she felt a great deal of sadness and jealousy. Why she felt this, she did not know, but wanted to keep it from his knowledge. But, with the direct order to look at him, her eyes moved slowly to meet his. Her heart fluttered looking into those brilliant, crimson orbs that held so much power and regality, she could not breathe. Instead, she blushed brightly. "I… I'm sorry…"
He brushed her filthy bangs away from her even filthier face. "For what?"
"For… For…" She shut her eyes hard. She couldn't say it! How could she dare? Why even admit it to herself? Everything about him drove her fucking insane! His looks, his voice (gods, his voice!), his manner, his skill at games… And her a low-life, street rat! How could she admit such a crime against the gods as to have … fallen in love with the Paraoh!
//Do not be ashamed.//
She gasped. //You have nothing to be sorry for. If what you have done is a crime,// he caressed her cheek, //then may the gods condemn us both.// To the assembly, he said, "As of tonight, this is your new queen. The celebration will occur tomorrow. As for her breeding, my personal scholars found that she is a descendant of a noble line of Northern Kemet." His eyes traveled around the room. "My word is law! Anyone dares to oppose me, they spend the rest of their lives in the dungeons."
This final shock stunned the others dumb. Only two seemed to have expected this: Naeem and Shimon. While Naeem continued his silence, the old advisor stepped forward to give his happy congratulations. "I prefer this arrangement," he said holding their clasped hands. "You both deserve all the happiness the gods can give!"
Kei gave Shukura a hug. "You're gonna be a queen! This is so excellent!"
Shadi, Isis, and Karim bowed. "Congratulations, Lady Shukura."
Seto gave a slight nod. He was too pleased with being able to marry Kei to care about much else!
Akunadean glowered at the girl, but expressed blessings with strain.
"Guards! Inform the kitchens to begin preparations for tomorrow's banquet!"
Shukura only stared at her future husband. 'Why me,' she wondered.
Atem chuckled. //You are the most kind, passionate woman I have eve met! Honest, brave, beautiful, smart, skillful… and your rough charm intrigues me very much.// "Isis?"
"Yes, Sire?"
"Please take my bride to be bathed and clothed properly. Afterwards, send her to my room. We have much to discuss."
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Hours passed before the women of court deemed Shukura clean enough to be presented to the Pharaoh's bed chambers. Of course, she never mentioned she had gone to it only a couple months ago. However, this time two guards flanked her and three servants opened the doors for her, one announcing her arrival to the pharaoh.
Atem's eyes lit up when she entered. In place of her tattered rags, the future queen wore a white dress with a light, veiled, peacock blue robe, along with a thick necklace with multi-colored stones. Her skin appeared three time lighter from lack of dirt, and her magenta/golden hair glistened in the full-moonlight.
He husband took a deep breath. "What a wonder the gods have sent me," he whispered.
Shukura blushed and covered her face. "No," said Atem rising, "don't hide your smile! Please!" He crossed the room and told the guards to leave. "Something wrong?"
"I can't believe you are breaking tradition for me," she said, wiping tears from here eyes. "I keep expecting to wake up any moment now."
Atem leaned forward and kissed her. Such a simply gesture, but held all the meaning in the world. Forbidden fruit of the gods touched her lips, and she accepted it gratefully. The moon shown brighter, delighted by the young couple's happiness. [1]
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The next night held a celebration like none Egypt had ever seen before! The chefs spent all night and all day preparing the food, which Atem insisted be shared with the citizens of Thebes. Yes, the commoners lined the streets dancing and celebrating the union of one of their own and the divine, young pharaoh. Musicians of all classes played, and servants were kept busy serving plate after plate to numerous party guests. Shukura's friends got the most formal of commoner treatment: Seats facing the head table, where the court normally dined alone. And after the meal, Atem arranged for Duel Monsters matches to be held for the crowd's enjoyment. [2]
Absent in the merrymaking was a lone figure, hurriedly stuffing two sacks, one with clothes, one with food, papyrus, ink, and a compass. He longed to join his friends and family in the dining hall or out in the streets, but the sooner he left, the easier it would be.
A furry creature rubbed against his leg, and Naeem's hair stood on end. "Wha-? Oh, its you, Lilac!" The prince bent down to pet Kei's gray kitten. "Why aren't you out with your mistress, huh?" He looked out his bedroom door, where he heard Isis begin to sing. "Sounds like they're all having a lot of fun out there. Probably didn't even realize I was gone."
Lilac sprung onto the large bed. Naeem laughed. " 'What's all this,' you say? Well, I've always wanted to go out on an adventure of my own, explore Kemet, meet new people, chart the land, all that sorta thing. Now that Atem's been crowned, and Father's funeral passed, I'm taking this as my chance! Captain Armon and his crew are coming with me, so I should be alright."
~~I have often dreamed, of a far off place,
~~Where a hero's welcome, would be waiting for me,
~~Where the crowds will cheer, when they see my face,
~~And a voice keeps saying, "this is where I'm meant to be."
Naeem tied the first sack shut, slung it over his shoulder, and started to walk off. Lilac still did not seem satisfied, and tried to trip him. Naeem sighed with a smile. "I know, I'm gonna miss you, too. But now's the best time to leave! Everyone'll try to make me stay here." He picked up the furball, sat back down on his bed, and placed it on his lap. "They still think of me as a little boy. But I'm not anymore! I need to prove it to myself, if I can't to Honored Brother. He'll never see me as anything else." [3]
~~I'll be there someday, I can go the distance
~~I will find my way, if I can be strong,
~~I'll know every mile, will be worth my while,
~~When I go the distance I'll be right where I belong.
Lilac purred as he stroked her. "I've got a lot more reasons for leaving, but that's one of the big ones. You'll see. In here, I never make a difference. But maybe… I'll find my place out there! The gods must have had some reason to save me and not my mother the day I was born."
~~Coming Down the road, to embrace my fate
~~all that road may wander, it will lead me to Him,
~~And a thousand years, would be worth the wait
~~It might take a lifetime, but somehow I'll see it through.
He held up the Shen, which he now kept on a hook on his belt. The ruby eyes of the snake sparkled in the torch light. Naeem thought of his promise to this father before the old pharaoh passed on. [4]
'I won't break my promise, Father,' he thought. 'Spending time away from home might help me. I'll grow stronger every day! You'll see! I'll make you proud I was your son … and Honored Brother proud to have me as such.'
~~And I won't look back, I can go the distance
~~And I'll stay on track, no, I won't accept defeat
~~It's an uphill slope, but I won't lose hope
~~Till I go the distance, and my journey is complete [5]
"Tell Kei I said good-bye, okay," he whispered to the cat. "I know she has these powers, and she'll understand you."
Lilac 'meowed' in response, and Naeem stood up. He picked up his sack, gave his bedroom one more long glance. He still remembered when he would be too afraid to go to sleep, and Atem would talk to him through their bond. Sometimes Kei would scare him, but it was all in good fun. "So many memories attached to here," he muttered. "But," said taking a deep breath, "its time for me to grow up!" [6]
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Over one month later…
Kei almost skipped on her way to the meeting hall, where the pharaoh conducted private business. She had heard from some survivors of her village that they'd heard of her wedding and planned to come. 'Only a couple of months away, now,' she thought happily.
The door opened with a creak. She expected to see more people inside, at least Seto and Mahado, but only Pharaoh Atem sat waiting for her. He smiled. "Ah! Kei! Thank you for arriving so quickly!"
"Something you needed, Atem?" She grinned. "Or should I call you 'Your High and Mightyness'?"
"Around other people, call me Sire. Other than that, whatever you like, my friend." He pointed at a chair. "Please, sit."
Kei's face fell. "Something's wrong, isn't it? Oh damn, they aren't letting me marry Seto, huh?"
"No, no! Nothing like that! But something is wrong." He waited for her to sit down. "I assume you've been practicing your combat skills against the priests' specific orders. Is this the truth?"
Kei did not respond.
"No response is as loud as a roar. I thought as much. You see Kei, the problem lies in my queen, as well as many of my women of court."
Kei looked up, her head tilted in innocent confusion. Since the wedding, Shukura had been tutored in the refinements vital to her position, including reading, manners, and the art of negotiation. She basically had to learn everything Kei took years to learn as soon as possible. The women of the court did their best to help the former servant. What was Atem getting at?
"Shukura is learning everything as fast as she can. She's smart, but-"
Atem chuckled. "I'm not worried about her academics. I'm worried about her safety."
"Huh?"
"First of all," said Atem leaning forward, "I wish to appoint you as her personal guard. Next, I'd like you to teach her some of your fighting techniques."
Until now, only the highest qualified captains were appointed to guard the queen. And they were all men! Kei gaped at Atem for a few seconds, then gave an insane giggle of excitement, jumped onto the table, and jumped and twirled around in a bizarre dance of happiness. It took every ounce of restraint Atem possessed not to laugh as hard as he wanted to. "Okay, calm down! I don't want this going public just yet."
Kei ignored him and continued her dance. It wasn't until Atem threatened to pull the table away, that she sat down and just wiggled in delight.
"Listen Kei," said Atem in forced seriousness. (Kei's smile and good moods were so often contagious.) "You can't broadcast this yet. I normally don't set up such major projects without consulting my priest advisors."
"Why don'cha?"
"I already spoke with them on this." He leaned back and sighed. "My only two supporters were Seto and Isis, both for obvious reasons. Even Mahado and Shimon were against me on this one! They all said it was too much too fast! First I break my engagement with you, then I marry Shukura… They all say the gods will punish me for my radical ideas."
Kei's grin widened. "Was Akunadean pissed off?"
Atem grinned with her. "Furious! His face turned three different colors during our meeting!" Both laughed. "But, I trust in your skills, Kei. You've proven yourself more than capable."
Kei cheered and jumped out of her seat. "I'm gonna tell Seto!"
"Fine, but mention it to no one else but Shukura. Isis may join you eventually to learn some physical combat." Atem opened the door to let her out. "Fetch the Young Prince for me," he ordered a nearby guard.
Kei stopped and turned back around. "Naeem has been gone for ages, Pharaoh."
"What?"
"Lilac told me that he said he wanted to do some exploring of the kingdom, now that you've officially taken the throne. He even found some survivors from my old village and told them about my wedding! Now they're going to come! Isn't that great?"
"He's … gone? Even wrote to … you?"
"Yeah. He writes me every chance he can send a guard back with a note. Hasn't he written to you?"
"I…" Atem trailed off. He walked back into the room alone, and the curious Kei peeked into his mind to figure out what he was muttering to himself. //How could I not have noticed he was gone? Shukura sits next to me now at meals, Seto on my other side, and Naeem should sit… nowhere. There must have been some time when I checked and he wasn't around. No. Maybe I sensed his departure. No. Wasn't I concerned when he didn't ask for attention again? No. Have I really been neglecting him that much?// Atem had to sit down. His body struggled to deal what his mind radiated and rarely (if ever) experienced: extreme guilt.
Kei frowned and began walking away. 'I hope he feels like crap,' she thought.
[1] - Related to Chapter 11 of YLP. Song is "Bring Me To Life" by Evanescence
[2] - I have no idea what they called a DM battle back then!
[3] - Naeem is about 12 or 13 by now. Back in the New Kingdom, this would be considered adult, or at least young adult.
[4] - Pharaoh's Final Wish and Naeem's Promise - Will be revealed in the sequal.
[5] - "Go the Distance" by Alan Mienkin from Disney's 'Hercules'. I felt it appropriate for Naeem's character as he grows. Will be finished later.
[6] - Echo from YLP, last chapter, in case no one noticed.
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Hey everyone! Its Kei again! I'm now Shukura's mentor, and its not easy! Also, Naeem comes back from his journey and reveals a lot to me. But why me, and not Atem?
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Yugi: Wat-cha reading, Una-san?
Una: *blush* Nothing important.
Bardock: *reads her mind* What does "abafa" mean?
Yami: "Abafa"? Is that some kind of musical thing?
Una: O_O Bardock!!!
Yugi: "Abafa"? I don't get it...
FW: wtf? Someone spell your last name wrong again?
Una: Can we get back to the story, please?!
FW: Yeah! Kei's getting credit for her skills!!
Una: Atem is no ogre. He may be tied to certain traditions, but anyone can bend the rules without breaking them.
Yami: -_-' I think I shattered them by marrying Shukura.
FW: And dumping Kei!
Yami: Hey! She was kissing Seto first!
Yugi/Una: *sigh*
Barodck: *read Una's mind about the paper* How about "progress report"?
FW: O.O No way!! Una got a progress report! *goes into Chobits mode* Does not compute! Illogical!
Una: I-i-its only a print-out...
Yugi: "Abafa"... That must mean A, B, A, F, A. Not bad. I'd kill for three As.
FW: YOU are FAILING something!?! *spazzes out* YOU, Ms. Must-Always-Get-Good-Grades-Or-The-World-Is-Gonna-Fall-Into-The-Sun?!
Una: *glares daggers at Bardock for spilling the beans* Jessejames, sick 'em!
Bardock: NO!! *flies for dear life*
FW: R&R minna-san!
Cat-Star - Don't forget that Atem is a slave to the results of the Shadow Games. As its Heir to it and as Pharaoh of Kemet, he must abide by the desicions of the gods. (and by me!)
Shibby - Its almost all me (Una) now. I still give Keiko-chan her due credit. After all, Kei is hers! As for your pic, its going on one/both of my sites.
High Priestess Ente - ^_~ Everyone lived. Akunadean is in the real manga, as is Karim, and I try to keep it as if this actually happened (to some extent). As for Shukura's symbol, notice how Naeem's is a circle and Atem's is the Eye. Put them on top of each other, and it makes the Mil. Puzzle.
Greenwood - Yeah! Thanks for noticing the humor! I try my best to sprinkle some in. I suck most of the time.
K Yami Yugi - Well, this chapter should answer that!
Yugiohchix2008 - "Camel"? o.O Funny and random! I like that!
MitoSanu - Welcome to the group! Honestly, this is not over yet by a long shot. Give it another four or five chapters, maybe. Plus the present-day stuff.
Kyoko-san - Try my best to stick to a weekly update schedule. Its really hard, eats up a lot of free time, but I'm passionate enough about writing that I'm willing to sacrifice a little sleep and studying time.
digigirl - Soon enough for you? ^_^ Do you know where Serafina's been?
Strawberrylover - Gomen, I thought I notified you! I'll be sure to add you to my list right away!
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Una: *counting* Eleven this week! YES!!
FW: How come I can't get that many for MY stuff!?!
Bardock: B/c you suck.
*Bardock gets beaten by FW, Una, and Yugi*
Yugi: See's cool! The story's lacking in humor now!
Una: Then read Keiko's fics!
Yami: I still think it sux I couldn't destroy Minkabh.
Una: Well, the majority of the reviewers agreed. But it wouldn't make sense. Plot hole big enough to drive a truck through!
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Chapter 9
Atem's Radical Declarations
The ceremony for Atem's coronation was far simpler than anticipated, due to the severe damages on the palace. By the time Akunamukanon's funeral came about, the new pharaoh made sure nothing was spared for his father's wake.
The funeral itself took a great deal of emotional control on both Atem and Naeem's part. As heads of state, they were to show no signs of weakness. As the women of the court mourned and wept (none more so than Kei), they and the other priests held their heads high through the procession to the tomb site. However, by the time Atem touched the lips of the sarcophagus with the ceremonial crook, Naeem turned his head to desperately suppress the waves of tears he held back.
Unfortunately, this did not go unnoticed. That night, when arrangements were to be made for Atem's future rule, Akunadean quickly asked as to Naeem's claims and rights. "Need I remind you, Your Highness," the evil man said, "that brothers to the pharaoh are simply made as priests, or connections to the more frail are severed clean away."
"See here now," Shimon interrupted. "Since when has the Young Prince been considered a candidate for accusations?!"
"Since his display of weakness during the send-off! Such weakness is normally beaten out of a child, but as he was spoiled in his youth-"
"Spoiled," growled Kei, advancing on the old man. "Spoiled?! You nearly killed him, you wrinkled old dick-faced -" Seto held her back gently, his eyes shadowed. "You are not queen yet," he whispered.
Atem glared at Akunadean. "I reinstate my father's decree that my brother is not to be harmed in the slightest."
"That's correct," snapped Shimon. "He is a boy, and as such may be allowed to feel grief after his father has passed on."
Naeem said and did nothing but remain in the corner silently watching.
Mahado bowed to speak. "Sire," he said reasonably, "there are other things to discuss first, far more important than what is to become of the boy. For example, there is the High Priest position to consider. Also the new appointments, if needed, a declaration to the public of your intentions, the date to set for your marriage…"
Atem nodded. "Yes, I am aware of that. And I am prepared for them all."
The six priests waited expectantly, but Atem chose to play with them a bit. "As to my union with Kei," he said side-glancing her and Seto, "The date shall never be set. I have no desire to take her as my queen, so I refuse her hand."
Shadi was the first to speak after this shock. "Sire! Your match was your father's wish!"
"It was more so his wish that we were to be happy. And I know she'd be far better off with less confining responsibilities and … someone else whom she loved more than a simple friend. She is by no means undesirable, and I do not doubt she will marry very well."
"But," added Karim, "tradition states-"
"That Pharaoh chooses the queen, and I am now Pharaoh."
Isis said, "Lady Kei is a fine catch-"
"Oh yes, but a bird that should not have been caught in the first place. No, I have made my decision and intend to stick with it."
Kei stared into Atem's eyes, and an unspoken understanding passed between them. He knew about her love for Seto, and made herself free to him. Her blue-green eyes widened, and her infectious smile became radiant in the rather dismal room. She gave a quick "Thank you," then threw her arms around Seto, laughing at his skeptical expression.
"As to the identity of my High Priest," Atem went on, "because of his heroics during the battle, I appoint Seto to the position."
"Pharaoh," said Seto, unable to believe his luck was without a price, "exactly why are you doing this?"
Atem smirked. "Truth be told, Seto, my attractions lie elsewhere."
As if on cue, the door opened and Shukura came in. She bowed deeply to the others. "You sent for me, my Pharaoh?"
"I did. Shukura, may you please come closer?"
Shukura did as she was told, her face down the entire time. "Is this about the Bracelet? I-I'll give it back right away."
"No, keep it." He took her hands. "Will you not look at me?"
Shukura swallowed. She had been trying to avoid him at all costs ever since the battle against Minkabh. Every time she looked at him, she felt a great deal of sadness and jealousy. Why she felt this, she did not know, but wanted to keep it from his knowledge. But, with the direct order to look at him, her eyes moved slowly to meet his. Her heart fluttered looking into those brilliant, crimson orbs that held so much power and regality, she could not breathe. Instead, she blushed brightly. "I… I'm sorry…"
He brushed her filthy bangs away from her even filthier face. "For what?"
"For… For…" She shut her eyes hard. She couldn't say it! How could she dare? Why even admit it to herself? Everything about him drove her fucking insane! His looks, his voice (gods, his voice!), his manner, his skill at games… And her a low-life, street rat! How could she admit such a crime against the gods as to have … fallen in love with the Paraoh!
//Do not be ashamed.//
She gasped. //You have nothing to be sorry for. If what you have done is a crime,// he caressed her cheek, //then may the gods condemn us both.// To the assembly, he said, "As of tonight, this is your new queen. The celebration will occur tomorrow. As for her breeding, my personal scholars found that she is a descendant of a noble line of Northern Kemet." His eyes traveled around the room. "My word is law! Anyone dares to oppose me, they spend the rest of their lives in the dungeons."
This final shock stunned the others dumb. Only two seemed to have expected this: Naeem and Shimon. While Naeem continued his silence, the old advisor stepped forward to give his happy congratulations. "I prefer this arrangement," he said holding their clasped hands. "You both deserve all the happiness the gods can give!"
Kei gave Shukura a hug. "You're gonna be a queen! This is so excellent!"
Shadi, Isis, and Karim bowed. "Congratulations, Lady Shukura."
Seto gave a slight nod. He was too pleased with being able to marry Kei to care about much else!
Akunadean glowered at the girl, but expressed blessings with strain.
"Guards! Inform the kitchens to begin preparations for tomorrow's banquet!"
Shukura only stared at her future husband. 'Why me,' she wondered.
Atem chuckled. //You are the most kind, passionate woman I have eve met! Honest, brave, beautiful, smart, skillful… and your rough charm intrigues me very much.// "Isis?"
"Yes, Sire?"
"Please take my bride to be bathed and clothed properly. Afterwards, send her to my room. We have much to discuss."
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Hours passed before the women of court deemed Shukura clean enough to be presented to the Pharaoh's bed chambers. Of course, she never mentioned she had gone to it only a couple months ago. However, this time two guards flanked her and three servants opened the doors for her, one announcing her arrival to the pharaoh.
Atem's eyes lit up when she entered. In place of her tattered rags, the future queen wore a white dress with a light, veiled, peacock blue robe, along with a thick necklace with multi-colored stones. Her skin appeared three time lighter from lack of dirt, and her magenta/golden hair glistened in the full-moonlight.
He husband took a deep breath. "What a wonder the gods have sent me," he whispered.
Shukura blushed and covered her face. "No," said Atem rising, "don't hide your smile! Please!" He crossed the room and told the guards to leave. "Something wrong?"
"I can't believe you are breaking tradition for me," she said, wiping tears from here eyes. "I keep expecting to wake up any moment now."
Atem leaned forward and kissed her. Such a simply gesture, but held all the meaning in the world. Forbidden fruit of the gods touched her lips, and she accepted it gratefully. The moon shown brighter, delighted by the young couple's happiness. [1]
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The next night held a celebration like none Egypt had ever seen before! The chefs spent all night and all day preparing the food, which Atem insisted be shared with the citizens of Thebes. Yes, the commoners lined the streets dancing and celebrating the union of one of their own and the divine, young pharaoh. Musicians of all classes played, and servants were kept busy serving plate after plate to numerous party guests. Shukura's friends got the most formal of commoner treatment: Seats facing the head table, where the court normally dined alone. And after the meal, Atem arranged for Duel Monsters matches to be held for the crowd's enjoyment. [2]
Absent in the merrymaking was a lone figure, hurriedly stuffing two sacks, one with clothes, one with food, papyrus, ink, and a compass. He longed to join his friends and family in the dining hall or out in the streets, but the sooner he left, the easier it would be.
A furry creature rubbed against his leg, and Naeem's hair stood on end. "Wha-? Oh, its you, Lilac!" The prince bent down to pet Kei's gray kitten. "Why aren't you out with your mistress, huh?" He looked out his bedroom door, where he heard Isis begin to sing. "Sounds like they're all having a lot of fun out there. Probably didn't even realize I was gone."
Lilac sprung onto the large bed. Naeem laughed. " 'What's all this,' you say? Well, I've always wanted to go out on an adventure of my own, explore Kemet, meet new people, chart the land, all that sorta thing. Now that Atem's been crowned, and Father's funeral passed, I'm taking this as my chance! Captain Armon and his crew are coming with me, so I should be alright."
~~I have often dreamed, of a far off place,
~~Where a hero's welcome, would be waiting for me,
~~Where the crowds will cheer, when they see my face,
~~And a voice keeps saying, "this is where I'm meant to be."
Naeem tied the first sack shut, slung it over his shoulder, and started to walk off. Lilac still did not seem satisfied, and tried to trip him. Naeem sighed with a smile. "I know, I'm gonna miss you, too. But now's the best time to leave! Everyone'll try to make me stay here." He picked up the furball, sat back down on his bed, and placed it on his lap. "They still think of me as a little boy. But I'm not anymore! I need to prove it to myself, if I can't to Honored Brother. He'll never see me as anything else." [3]
~~I'll be there someday, I can go the distance
~~I will find my way, if I can be strong,
~~I'll know every mile, will be worth my while,
~~When I go the distance I'll be right where I belong.
Lilac purred as he stroked her. "I've got a lot more reasons for leaving, but that's one of the big ones. You'll see. In here, I never make a difference. But maybe… I'll find my place out there! The gods must have had some reason to save me and not my mother the day I was born."
~~Coming Down the road, to embrace my fate
~~all that road may wander, it will lead me to Him,
~~And a thousand years, would be worth the wait
~~It might take a lifetime, but somehow I'll see it through.
He held up the Shen, which he now kept on a hook on his belt. The ruby eyes of the snake sparkled in the torch light. Naeem thought of his promise to this father before the old pharaoh passed on. [4]
'I won't break my promise, Father,' he thought. 'Spending time away from home might help me. I'll grow stronger every day! You'll see! I'll make you proud I was your son … and Honored Brother proud to have me as such.'
~~And I won't look back, I can go the distance
~~And I'll stay on track, no, I won't accept defeat
~~It's an uphill slope, but I won't lose hope
~~Till I go the distance, and my journey is complete [5]
"Tell Kei I said good-bye, okay," he whispered to the cat. "I know she has these powers, and she'll understand you."
Lilac 'meowed' in response, and Naeem stood up. He picked up his sack, gave his bedroom one more long glance. He still remembered when he would be too afraid to go to sleep, and Atem would talk to him through their bond. Sometimes Kei would scare him, but it was all in good fun. "So many memories attached to here," he muttered. "But," said taking a deep breath, "its time for me to grow up!" [6]
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Over one month later…
Kei almost skipped on her way to the meeting hall, where the pharaoh conducted private business. She had heard from some survivors of her village that they'd heard of her wedding and planned to come. 'Only a couple of months away, now,' she thought happily.
The door opened with a creak. She expected to see more people inside, at least Seto and Mahado, but only Pharaoh Atem sat waiting for her. He smiled. "Ah! Kei! Thank you for arriving so quickly!"
"Something you needed, Atem?" She grinned. "Or should I call you 'Your High and Mightyness'?"
"Around other people, call me Sire. Other than that, whatever you like, my friend." He pointed at a chair. "Please, sit."
Kei's face fell. "Something's wrong, isn't it? Oh damn, they aren't letting me marry Seto, huh?"
"No, no! Nothing like that! But something is wrong." He waited for her to sit down. "I assume you've been practicing your combat skills against the priests' specific orders. Is this the truth?"
Kei did not respond.
"No response is as loud as a roar. I thought as much. You see Kei, the problem lies in my queen, as well as many of my women of court."
Kei looked up, her head tilted in innocent confusion. Since the wedding, Shukura had been tutored in the refinements vital to her position, including reading, manners, and the art of negotiation. She basically had to learn everything Kei took years to learn as soon as possible. The women of the court did their best to help the former servant. What was Atem getting at?
"Shukura is learning everything as fast as she can. She's smart, but-"
Atem chuckled. "I'm not worried about her academics. I'm worried about her safety."
"Huh?"
"First of all," said Atem leaning forward, "I wish to appoint you as her personal guard. Next, I'd like you to teach her some of your fighting techniques."
Until now, only the highest qualified captains were appointed to guard the queen. And they were all men! Kei gaped at Atem for a few seconds, then gave an insane giggle of excitement, jumped onto the table, and jumped and twirled around in a bizarre dance of happiness. It took every ounce of restraint Atem possessed not to laugh as hard as he wanted to. "Okay, calm down! I don't want this going public just yet."
Kei ignored him and continued her dance. It wasn't until Atem threatened to pull the table away, that she sat down and just wiggled in delight.
"Listen Kei," said Atem in forced seriousness. (Kei's smile and good moods were so often contagious.) "You can't broadcast this yet. I normally don't set up such major projects without consulting my priest advisors."
"Why don'cha?"
"I already spoke with them on this." He leaned back and sighed. "My only two supporters were Seto and Isis, both for obvious reasons. Even Mahado and Shimon were against me on this one! They all said it was too much too fast! First I break my engagement with you, then I marry Shukura… They all say the gods will punish me for my radical ideas."
Kei's grin widened. "Was Akunadean pissed off?"
Atem grinned with her. "Furious! His face turned three different colors during our meeting!" Both laughed. "But, I trust in your skills, Kei. You've proven yourself more than capable."
Kei cheered and jumped out of her seat. "I'm gonna tell Seto!"
"Fine, but mention it to no one else but Shukura. Isis may join you eventually to learn some physical combat." Atem opened the door to let her out. "Fetch the Young Prince for me," he ordered a nearby guard.
Kei stopped and turned back around. "Naeem has been gone for ages, Pharaoh."
"What?"
"Lilac told me that he said he wanted to do some exploring of the kingdom, now that you've officially taken the throne. He even found some survivors from my old village and told them about my wedding! Now they're going to come! Isn't that great?"
"He's … gone? Even wrote to … you?"
"Yeah. He writes me every chance he can send a guard back with a note. Hasn't he written to you?"
"I…" Atem trailed off. He walked back into the room alone, and the curious Kei peeked into his mind to figure out what he was muttering to himself. //How could I not have noticed he was gone? Shukura sits next to me now at meals, Seto on my other side, and Naeem should sit… nowhere. There must have been some time when I checked and he wasn't around. No. Maybe I sensed his departure. No. Wasn't I concerned when he didn't ask for attention again? No. Have I really been neglecting him that much?// Atem had to sit down. His body struggled to deal what his mind radiated and rarely (if ever) experienced: extreme guilt.
Kei frowned and began walking away. 'I hope he feels like crap,' she thought.
[1] - Related to Chapter 11 of YLP. Song is "Bring Me To Life" by Evanescence
[2] - I have no idea what they called a DM battle back then!
[3] - Naeem is about 12 or 13 by now. Back in the New Kingdom, this would be considered adult, or at least young adult.
[4] - Pharaoh's Final Wish and Naeem's Promise - Will be revealed in the sequal.
[5] - "Go the Distance" by Alan Mienkin from Disney's 'Hercules'. I felt it appropriate for Naeem's character as he grows. Will be finished later.
[6] - Echo from YLP, last chapter, in case no one noticed.
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Hey everyone! Its Kei again! I'm now Shukura's mentor, and its not easy! Also, Naeem comes back from his journey and reveals a lot to me. But why me, and not Atem?
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Yugi: Wat-cha reading, Una-san?
Una: *blush* Nothing important.
Bardock: *reads her mind* What does "abafa" mean?
Yami: "Abafa"? Is that some kind of musical thing?
Una: O_O Bardock!!!
Yugi: "Abafa"? I don't get it...
FW: wtf? Someone spell your last name wrong again?
Una: Can we get back to the story, please?!
FW: Yeah! Kei's getting credit for her skills!!
Una: Atem is no ogre. He may be tied to certain traditions, but anyone can bend the rules without breaking them.
Yami: -_-' I think I shattered them by marrying Shukura.
FW: And dumping Kei!
Yami: Hey! She was kissing Seto first!
Yugi/Una: *sigh*
Barodck: *read Una's mind about the paper* How about "progress report"?
FW: O.O No way!! Una got a progress report! *goes into Chobits mode* Does not compute! Illogical!
Una: I-i-its only a print-out...
Yugi: "Abafa"... That must mean A, B, A, F, A. Not bad. I'd kill for three As.
FW: YOU are FAILING something!?! *spazzes out* YOU, Ms. Must-Always-Get-Good-Grades-Or-The-World-Is-Gonna-Fall-Into-The-Sun?!
Una: *glares daggers at Bardock for spilling the beans* Jessejames, sick 'em!
Bardock: NO!! *flies for dear life*
FW: R&R minna-san!