Fortune's Fool
Hey, so I forgot to add something to Kisara's outfit last time so I'm going to add it now, it's a deep blue silk scarf.
Just so you know, Kisara only has one hidden enemy. I'm just using the word 'they' to prolong the suspense as to who the enemy actually is.
Thanks to HopelessRomantic183 for reviewing again, I'm glad someone takes the time to tell me their opinion.
Anything you recognise is not mine.
Chapter 10
"O! she doth teach the torches to burn bright" Romeo and Juliet, Act I, Scene v, line 46 by William Shakespeare
It was about a week later that everyone who was to be in the finals had collected their 6 locator cards. The group consisted of Yugi, Joey, Mai, Bakura, Ishizu Ishtar, Kaiba and Kisara. Like with Battle City, the semi-finals were to take place on a Kaiba Corp blimp with the finals to take place at an undisclosed location. All the finalists had their own staterooms while anyone else had to share a room with someone else so Bryn was sharing with Draco and Severus; Tristan was sharing with Duke and Harry; and Serenity was sharing with Hermione and Ginny. The only non-finalist who didn't have to share was Mokuba and that was probably because his brother owned the blimp.
As Kisara was settling into her stateroom she looked around, examining it. The room itself was fairly minimalist; the carpet was a deep blue while walls were white, and the furniture was a polished stainless steel. While it wasn't something that Kisara herself would choose, she thought that the style of the room was nice. As the duels were supposed to start the next day, that evening was spent relaxing and preparing. Kisara was being watched that night by 2 separate people, one who meant her harm and another who she wouldn't have guessed. Kaiba had found it difficult to stop looking at Kisara all evening, so that no one realised what he was doing, Kaiba hid himself in a dark and shadowy corner. Even as he got ready for bed, thoughts of Kisara filled his mind. He shook it off, thinking that it was simply curiosity. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep but when he did, it wasn't a dreamless sleep.
Kaiba opened his eyes and saw that he was in the court of the Egyptian Pharaoh Atem (who Kaiba noted looked like a taller version of Yugi), more specifically he was in the throne room, he wasn't one of the courtiers, rather he was simply an observer.
"Seth!" Atem, who was sat on a golden throne, called to a figure that was just entering the room, a smile on his face.
"Pharaoh." The figure said and then bowed.
"Seth, there is no need to be so formal. You're my cousin after all." Atem sighed, looking exasperated as the figure approached him.
"Or perhaps, Atem, I'm so formal because I know it irritates you slightly." Seth looked up at Atem, grinning. Kaiba was surprised to see that Seth was identical to him. He didn't have time to ponder that because at that moment a servant entered the room.
"Pharaoh, the visitor has arrived. She is with the captain of your guards." He said, bowing.
"Excellent, ask Bes to show her in." Atem nodded. A side door opened and a very beautiful woman walked in, followed by her attendants.
"Atem, did I hear right, has our Celtic visitor arrived?" She asked walking towards the throne and taking a seat next to Atem. Kaiba realised then that this was Atem's wife.
"Yes Nefertiti, she's being escorted here by Bes as we speak." Atem replied, looking at his wife fondly.
"I must go now Atem, I have duties to attend to." Seth said, bowing to the two royals.
"Alright, you'll meet our guest later at her welcoming feast." Atem smiled. Seth nodded and then left. It was then that a man dressed in an Egyptian guard's uniform entered the room with a woman behind him. As they neared where Kaiba was stood he saw that the guard looked like Joey Wheeler.
"Pharaoh, may I present Princess Kisara of the Celts." He said bowing. The woman curtseyed. Kaiba took this opportunity to examine her. She was wearing a light blue dress made of linen in the Egyptian style. On her head she wore a headdress of white linen that covered her hair and the lower part of her face, leaving only her bright blue eyes framed by long black eyelashes and a bit of pale skin showing. Holding the headdress in place was a simple silver circlet.
"Princess Kisara, welcome." Atem smiled.
"Thank you Pharaoh, I must ask you to forgive me keeping my face covered, in my experience it is safer for everyone if I do." Kisara said, bowing.
The dream flashed forward slightly then to that night. It seemed that the entire court had turned out to welcome the visiting princess. Kaiba was stood near Seth, seeing things from a similar point of view to him. At that moment the double doors of the banquet hall opened and Atem and Nefertiti entered, arm in arm. They welcomed all the guests and made their way over to Seth.
"She should be here soon Seth, are you ready to meet her?" Nefertiti asked smiling.
"Of course." Seth replied with a small smile. Kaiba wasn't sure what happened next but suddenly he was looking at everything from Seth's point of view and everything he said or thought was from Seth. It was then that the doors opened again and in walked a woman dressed in a pale blue silk dress that was cut in the same style as was fashionable in Egypt at the time. She was wearing a veil of white silk that covered her mouth and nose as well as her hair and was held in place at the back by a small silver pin. Holding the veil in place around her head was a silver circlet that had numerous blue jewels around it and a line of blue jewels hanging down the centre of her forehead, stopping just in between her eyes. Seth saw that her eyes were exactly the same bright blue as the jewels and were framed by long black eyelashes. With her clothes she looked like she was trying to blend in with the Egyptians but unlike most Egyptians she hadn't ringed her almond shaped eyes with Kohl. Isis walked over to the newcomer and spoke with her briefly, smiling softly. She then led the woman towards Seth, Atem and Nefertiti before being called away to attend to something by Akhenaden.
"Kisara, you look lovely." Nefertiti smiled, embracing her.
"Thank you Queen Nefertiti." She replied. Seth was amazed by her voice, it sounded more musical than anything he'd ever heard before and had a soft lilting quality to it.
"Please, call me Nefertiti." Nefertiti smiled. She then turned to face Seth.
"Seth, I don't believe you've met Kisara." Nefertiti said, smiling. Seth inclined his head.
"Kisara, this is the High Priest Seth. Seth, this is the Princess Kisara of the Celts. Seth often helps Atem with legal disputes." Nefertiti smiled before she led Atem away. Seth and Kisara started to make small talk but they were interrupted by Akhenaden.
"High Priest, there is a legal matter that I must ask your opinion of immediately." He said, completely ignoring Kisara and focusing on Seth. Seth mentally sighed but nodded for Akhenaden to continue.
"Two women each had a child recently, one of them accidentally killed their child in their sleep and now each is claiming motherhood of the remaining child. Should I have them tortured to find out which is the real mother?" He continued. Seth seemed to ponder what to do but, as he was Kisara spoke up.
"Rather than torturing the women, why don't you take the child and tell them that you will cut it in half so that each will have a half. The real mother of the child will beg you not to cut the child in half, saying that the other woman can have her half." She said.
"What?" Akhenaden scowled. Seth quickly worked along her line of logic.
"It's rather simple actually, a woman will always feel a protection instinct towards her children so would do anything to keep them from harm, even giving the child up." Kisara explained.
"She's right, that makes perfect sense." Seth nodded.
"Then I will follow the advice of our…esteemed guest." Akhenaden sneered slightly. He walked away behind Kisara, as he walked past her he carefully pulled the pin out of her veil, causing it to fall open. Seth and every other man in the room gasped at the sight of her face. Her lips were a delicate heart shape and were naturally a deep pink; her nose was long and a similar shape to most Egyptian noses, her skin was soft and looked as delicate as a rose petal as well as being pale. Her silky hair was a pale blue at the bottom, deepening through sapphire blue to blue-black. In the next instant Kisara was surrounded by numerous young and unattached Egyptian men, all clamouring for her to dance with them. Isis and Nefertiti rushed to her aid and, caused the young men to create a path which the two women used to help Kisara escape. Nefertiti then distracted the young men while Isis ushered Kisara out onto a balcony. Seth and Atem were the only ones who saw where Kisara went. Seth looked at Atem with concern and, when Atem nodded back at him, he followed Isis and Kisara.
They were sat outside on one of the balconies, Kisara crying to Isis.
"That's why I wear the veil all the time. If I don't then men all act like imbeciles around me." She sobbed.
"Don't cry, it's not your fault." Isis soothed. It didn't work, Kisara only cried harder. Seth took this opportunity to step into their line of vision.
"Isis is right Kisara, you can't help it that imbeciles decide to act like that." He said gently, sitting down next to Kisara. Isis gave Seth a look as if to ask if he'd be alright caring for Kisara while she found out what happened. Seth nodded and Isis left quietly. He put his arm around her shoulder and held her gently, trying to let her know without words that he was there for her. Seth didn't know how long he sat with Kisara but eventually her sobs quietened and she stopped crying.
"Better?" Seth asked softly. Kisara looked at him, smiled and nodded.
"I just hate it that almost all men act like idiots around me." Kisara sighed.
"Not all men are like that though, Atem just looked concerned for you and well I'm…" Seth started.
"You're being so kind to me." Kisara smiled as he petered off at the end. Seth looked slightly awkward.
"Thank you." Kisara smiled before kissing him on the cheek. Seth stiffened slightly and Kisara misunderstood this. She stood and turned to leave.
"Sorry." She whispered before leaving. Seth sat there frozen for a moment when Nefertiti came storming onto the balcony with Atem, both of them looking furious.
"Seth, did you know that Kisara now wants to leave? What did you say to her?" Nefertiti snarled while Atem scowled.
"What? Why is she wanting to leave?" Seth said worriedly.
"I don't know, you tell me!" Nefertiti snapped.
"I didn't say anything to upset her I think, I was just calming her down after those idiots in there upset her. Then she said 'Thank you' and kissed my cheek. Just before she left she said 'Sorry' and ran." Seth sighed, running a hand through his hair.
"What did you do when she kissed you?" Atem asked, looking a lot less angry, Nefertiti was still irritated though.
"I didn't do anything, I just froze." Seth replied.
"There's the problem you fool! She probably thought that she'd annoyed you by kissing you." Nefertiti said irritably. Seth looked shocked but stood up.
"If you don't mind, I'm going to find her." He said as he did.
"Good, go and sort this mess out!" Nefertiti nodded.
"Of course. Where's her room?" Seth asked.
"Next to Isis'" Nefertiti replied. Seth nodded and ran up to where Kisara's room was. He knocked on the door and waited.
"Come in." Kisara shouted, her voice thick with tears.
Seth walked into the room and immediately a lump rose in his throat. He went over to Kisara who was stood by the window, tears running silently down her cheeks. Seth walked over to her and placed his hand on her shoulder. As soon as Kisara turned and saw it was Seth her eyes widened.
"S-s-seth, what are you doing here?" She asked, stuttering slightly in her nervousness.
"Something I should have done earlier." Seth replied. He placed his hand on her cheek and pulled her face gently towards him. Softly he pressed his lips to hers before pulling back. Kisara's eyes had closed as had his when his lips touched hers but they fluttered open when he pulled back.
"Please don't leave Kisara. I was an idiot before." He said softly. Kisara looked down and gulped slightly.
"How do I know that you aren't interested in me only for my face?" She asked.
"Because, Kisara, you're the only woman who I have ever been able to have a stimulating conversation with except Isis and even then she annoys me with her predictions for the future. I was interested in you before I even saw your face." Seth said, rubbing his thumb along her cheek bone. Kisara leaned into his touch slightly. Seth didn't leave that night, he and Kisara spent most of the night talking and getting to know each other. Shortly before dawn Kisara and Seth fell asleep on her sofa. It was at this moment that Kaiba found his consciousness being separated from Seth's and he continued to watch the scene from his own perspective. When Nefertiti entered the room a few hours later she saw Kisara laying on Seth's chest with his arms around her, both of them deep in sleep.
"There might be some hope four you yet Seth." She whispered softly before leaving them to sleep together.
Kaiba woke up suddenly, trying to get his head around the dream he'd just had. He knew that he couldn't blame it on overexposure to Yugi as he'd never mentioned anything like what happened in the dream before.
'That's definitely something to ponder on.' He thought as he settled down to try and sleep again.
Kisara had also just awoken suddenly. Unknowingly she'd just had exactly the same dream as Kaiba only from Kisara's perspective.
'What's happening to me?' She thought confused. She'd only been having these dreams for a couple of months.
'Why am I having these dreams now?' She wondered. Shrugging Kisara decided to try and get a bit more sleep although it was a long time coming.
It had taken most of their wiles to get on board the Kaiba Corp blimp and the rest to remain undiscovered. They snuck into the air-conditioning vents and crawled through until they were above Kisara's bed and watched her sleep.
"It won't be long now, Kisara, before you die!" They said in as much of a sing-song voice as they could do with they hoarse voice.