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"Talk"
'Thoughts'
'Mahado.' Yami sighed, wathching sun's rays enter his bedroom. They danced on his face, highlighting the pain and distress he was feeling. It was bright everywhere but in his heart. His eyes darted towards the door, half expecting, half wishing Mahado to enter to wake him, but that wouldn't happen. Mahado was dead. His friend was dead. There was no one comming to make sure he was up and ready to face the day.
"My pharoah." Except her. Turning his head slightly, he watched the beautiful princess enter his room.
"Tea." He spoke her name gently. She shot him a small smile and stopped a few inches away from him.
"Good morning. I came to wake you, but you're already awake." She said. He sighed and continued gazing out the window.
"I couldn't sleep." He admitted, his eyes focused on the carefree birds flying through the sky. "Today is the day." He heard footsteps shuffling closer and soon, he felt her presence close to him.
"I know it hurts." She whispered. "But you must be strong."
"It is... difficult." He said after a pause.
"It always is," She said. "when a loved one leaves. But it doesn't stop time." Her hand held the side of his face and turned it to face her. "Time moves on and so should you." He gazed into her eyes long and hard reading emotions that swimmed in her blue depths. Care and concern were visible and soothing.
"You're right." He fainlly said and she smiled.
"How have you been?" He asked, watching her face closely for reaction. All he got a slight shrug.
"I've been okay." She said.
"In my own grief, I forgot that you were suffering too, perhaps more so than me." He said in a slightly guilty tone. For a few moments, she didn't reply. Sure she had suffered. After all, Bakura had threatened to come back for her. But Seto had been there for her. He had held her in his arms during lonely nights, whispering soothing words in her ears, lulling her gently to a nightmare free sleep.
"You shouldn't worry about me." She assured him with a small smile. "You should concentrate on yourself. The whole kingdom needs you." He nodded his head.
"Good." She said with finality in her tone, signifying the end of thier conversation. "Now please get ready. I'll let the maids know you're ready for breakfast." She said and got ready to leave when he held her wrist, stopping her.
"I appreciate what you have done for me Tea. I really do." She smiled sincerely and replied.
"It's no problem at all. I'll see you later." With that, she exited his bedroom. After staring out the window for a while, Yami sighed and entered his bathroom chambers, which were, quite shockingly, devoid of any females. Very quietly, Yami entered the bath and threw his head back, letting the warm water relax his muscles.
2 months.
It had been 2 months since Mahado's death. The life in palace since then had changed completely. The usually noisy hallways reeked of silence and fear. Everyone was greeted with suspicion. Bakura had killed Mahado, that was known. But how had he entered the palace undetected was still unknown. How had he managed to enter the most heavily guarded place in whole Egypt undetected? Was he really a skilled thief or had someone assisted him? No one knew the answer.
While the whole palace dwelled upon the mystery, Yami was left alone to grieve the death of his loyal friend and priest. Everyone seemed more interested in their own safety.
Everyone except her of course. Tea had been there for him in those two months like no other. She had shared his pain, shared his grief, and shared his fears. She had been the one to give him courage and strength to face his people. And he was grateful to her for that. Her presence had made the past 2 months somewhat easier for him. And for that, he thanked the gods every day. They had taken away a friend but had sent someone who was quickly becomming so much more to him. They had sent him a source of comfort and love, and he had no intentions of losing her.
Tea walked through the hallways, watching servants run hurriedly past her, muttering urgent words. The final preparations for the funeral had begun. It had taken two whole months to prepare Mahado's mummy and prepare the ceramic jars carrying his organs and treasures. Egypt continued to amaze her with its traditions. Her eyes caught sight of a white robe and she raced towards it. Maybe it was Seto. After all, he had been supervising the mummification process of Mahado as well the burial preparations.
"Wait." She called out, watching the person turn and disappear. The moving shadow of the person stopped and she heard footsteps moving in her direction.
"Princess?" It was Ishizu who greeted her.
"Oh, Ishizu, it is you." Tea said in a somewhat disappointed manner. The older woman stared for a moment before speaking.
"Who were you expecting?" Tea blushed and quickly looked away.
"No one. I'm acually glad to see you. I wanted to go to the main hall." Ishizu raised an eyebrow and questioned.
"Can I inquire why you wish to be in the main hall?"
"I want to attend the funeral." Tea said. Once again, Ishizu stared at her long before nodding her head and motioning her to follow her. Tea immediately complied, carefully studying the woman, more importantly, the golden necklace arround her neck.
She had come to learn much about the Millenium Items in the past two months since everyone seemed to can't help talking about them, though, Seto had been her most reliable and informative source. Ishizu's necklace held the power to see into the future and past. That item had caused a lot of stir and was the topic of most of the gossip and debate since it had failed to warn Ishizu of Bakura's arrival and Mahado's death.
"Is there something I can help you with Princess?" Ishizu asked, having noticed Tea's curious look. The girl blushed in embarassment, having been caught staring.
"I... I was just wondering about your necklace." A tired look appeared on Ishizu's features.
"Ah yes. Everyone seems to be doing that a lot these days." Tea suddenly felt guilty for bringing up that topic.
"I am just curious. Can you really see the future with that?"
"Of course I can. Though there is much doubt circulating in my abilities these days, I can assure you I can certainly view the past as well as the future. One incident does not overcome years of foresighting." Ishizu replied wtih an indignant expression.
"No. No. That't not what I meant at all. I am in no way doubting you. " Tea quickly began making amends. "I have been informed by many, including Seto and the Pharoah of your abilities. It's just that I come from a nation where all this might be viewed as impossible, so I find it very fascinating and at times, hard to fathom." Ishizu managed a weak smile.
"I too apologize for my rude reply." A silence settled between them during which Tea contemplated whether to ask Ishizu about her future. She was curious to see what the future held for her and Seto. But asking that might inform her of their affiar, that was believing she wasn't already aware of it.
But she had never given any indication of any kowledge, to Tea at least. And Seto had never mentioned any concern to her either. Maybe the necklace refused to show her visions regarding them. Or maybe, Seto had manage to silence her somehow. Or maybe, she was being kind and generous and giving them a chance to ammend their ways.
"You have something on your mind princess." Ishizu stated plainly. "Maybe I can help you." Tea flushed in embarassment once again and quickly thought of an excuse.
"I was... just thinking of... Serenity." Ishizu raised an elegant eyebrow in surprise.
"I suppose she hasn't been very... respectful compared to other servants?" Ishizu inquired and Tea nodded her head, slightly surprised that she already knew. Had the necklace shown her that?
"I just want to know why she doesn't like me? I haven't done anything to her as far as I can remember. Then why is she so sour towards me?" Ishizu drawled out a sigh, as if contemplating whether to answer or no. In the end, she decided to answer.
"You have charmed everyone arround you and have secured a place in everyone's heart, including the Pharoah and High Priest Seto."
"So she is jealous that everyone likes me?" Tea inquired and Ishizu shook her head.
"Not everyone, just Seto." Tea's eyes widened slightly, but Ishizu continued. "Serenity was brought to the palace by Seto. He bought her from an abusive man after witnessing a brutal assault on her body. He had royal healers tend to her and take care of her. He only did it because Serenity is an orphan, like him. He felt pity for her and helped her. But Serenity had been smitten with him since. She offered her services to him. Many wanted Seto to take her in as a concubine since he didn't have any, and Serenityu readily agreed to it as well, but Seto refused. Instead, he entered her under my command. But Serenity still struggles to get his attention. She longs to get a smile from him, or a few kind words. But Seto won't budge. Instead, he goes to extra lenghts to verbally abuse her, throwing acidic comments to hurt her. She is a brave girl to take such abuse and still love him." At this Tea gasped audibly, an action that Ishizu ignored intentionally.
"Serenity doesn't appreciate the fact that you have managed to get not only Seto's attention, but his respect and much more in such a short amount of time. She sees you as a threat. Her behavior towards you is completely understandable. And now that you are informed, I hope you won't take much offence from her actions. I will speak to her personally and make sure she knows her place so there won't be any more issues in the future." Ishizu finished but Tea was lost in thoughts once again.
Serenity had feelings for Seto. Her and Seto had a history that Seto hadn't mentioned to her at all. Why? Tea had told him mumerous times of Serenity'r rude attitude but he had never informed her of the possible reason . Why?
"We have arrived Princess." Ishizu spoke in her authorative voice, breaking her chain of thoughts.
"Thank you for your help." Tea said, eyes swimming arround the room to finally settle on her object of thoughts and affection. He was busy talking to Shadi.
"You can have a seat there." Ishizu said, pointing to a chair placed in a far corner. Tea noded her head and took a seat, watching the inhabitants of the room talk about. The room was empty save the few priests and a few of Mahado's friends. His sarcophagus, mummified body, as well as the canopic jars containing his organs and various treasures had already been placed in his tomb. The people currently present in the room were the chosen few individuals who would be the only one's allowed at the funeral and into the tomb. She watched as the room grew silent at the arrival of Yami. Shad i approached him and spoke with him. Tea watched intently as Yami frowned, but nodded his head after a while. Shadi left him to continue his conversation with Seto and Yami approached her.
"I was informed that you wish to attend the funeral." He said in a plain voice, a tense look present on his face and she nodded her head.
"Yes. I didn't get the opportunity to know him better, but I do know that he was a good man, one undeserving of such fate. He died trying to protect me from Bakura and for that, I'm grateful to him. I wish to pay my respect to him." Yami's face softened at her words and he kneeled before her, holding her hand.
"You are most generous and kind. Mahado's soul would surely rest in peace in heaven knowing that you hold him in such high regard." She smiled at him and opened her mouth to respond when a shadow loomed over them.
"My Pharoah, we are ready to depart." Seto said in a blank tone, face betraying any emotion he may have been feeling. Yami nodded his head and stood up, still holding her hand.
"Let's go princess. It is time to say our final farewell to Mahado."
"My Pharoah." Shadi said, entering the throne room where Yami sat, looking over some documents. Upon his arrival, Yami turned his full attention to him.
"Shadi." Yami acknowledge him with a bored expression. "What troubling affair do you bring?" Yami asked, having become quite familair to such matters after Mahado's funeral a few days ago.
"None my Pharoah." Shadi said with a deep bow. "I only bring a request." Yami raised an eyebrow and Shadi continued. "My Pharoah, we the priests feel that you have been succumbed to many worries in the past few days. And we all agree that you deserve a break."
"Hmm." Yami said with an amused smile. "What do you priests have in mind?"
"A small trip to the surrounding villages." Shadi said. "It will provide you relief from all this work. Also, it will give hope and strength to the villagers. They have been quite worried with the news of Mahado's death, thought they aren't informed of the manner of his death or Bakura. They also worry for your health. Seeing you in flesh and blood will restore their faith in the strength of the palace and the priests." Yami appeared thoughtful for a moment. It did seem like an interesting idea. Gods knew how much he wanted and needed to escape from his deplorable life. Also, he remembered Tea mentioning a desire to visit the villages.
It was settled. He would make the small trip to the villages with Tea.
Tea squealed in excitement as a guard led her outside the palace where Yami was supposedly waiting for her. She had been jumping in joy ever since she had received the news that she would be accompanying Yami to a trip to the villages. Finally, she would get a chance to step out of the huge palace and enjoy Egypt's beauty. She spotted Yami standing with a few palace guards. So it was true then. She really was getting an opportunity to escape the four walls of the palace. Overcome with joy, she ran towards Yami and threw her arms arround him.
"Oh thank you. Thank you so much." She repeated, ignorant of the guards baffled expressions, or Yami's pleased look. When she finally unwrapped her arms and regained her senses, she made attempts to regain her dignity.
"I'm sorry for... doing that." She said with a blush, finally realizing exactly what she had done. Yami chuckled and dismissed it with a wave of his hand.
"It's not a problem at all. Quite refreshing actually. I feel your excitement seeping into me as well."
"Well, let's go then." Tea said with a bright smile. "There is so much I want to see."
"I'll be sure to give you an extensive tour." Yami said and began leading her towards a beautiful carriage. Carefully bred and exotic looking white horses stood proud to draw the carriage. The carriage itself was white as well, covered in gold wires immitating beautiful patterns. It was breathtaking. Yami opened the door himself with one hand, helping her in with the other, effectively charming her in the process. He climbed in soon after and the carriage began moving.
"Do you visit the villages often?" Tea asked, peeking from the windows. Yami shook his head.
"As a child, I wasn't allowed outside palace boundaries. Though I remember sneaking out a few times with Seto and Mahado." Silence fell on the occupants in the carriage.
"I'm sorry." Tea apoligized, all the while wondering if she needed to or no. Yami shook his head.
"No, it's fine. I can't ban people from speaking about him becuase it brings back memories." He said with an unfocused gaze. "He was a good friend and I remember him with respect and joy." Tea nodded her head and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"I'm thoroughy glad for your company." He said, staring her in the eye. "It has helped me a lot." She blushed and looked away, mumbling a thanks.
"We are approaching the villages your highness." The guard spoke from outside the carriage and once again, Tea focused on looking out the window, excitement bubbling inside her. Soon, rows of small mud houses became visible, along with the occupants.
Yami watched Tea with amusement and admiration. He had learnt a lot about her in the past 2 months. She was different. She was beautiful on the outside and the inside as well. Special, that's what Mahado had said. And the more time he spent with her, the more he realized that. His emotions towards her had changed as well. No longer did he only feel lust for her. No. His emotions had broadened. Now he felt the need to just be near her, to watch her, to talk to her, to spend time with her, to make her smile and to watch her smile. Was this what Mahado had meant? To love her? Was this love?
Tea squealead in excitement as they neared the village. People of various sizes, and ages crowded the streets, going about their usual routine stopped dead in their tracks and watched the carriage with shock. Clearly, they weren't expecting someone of high stature to visit.
"Where are we stopping?" Tea asked, turning to face Yami.
"Wherever you want." He replied in a soft voice which was unnoticed by Tea.
"Here. We can stop here." She quickly said and Yami chuckled before asking the driver to halt. He did as told and the carriage came to a stop. Tea rubbed her palms against her cotton white dress in nervous anticipation. Yami placed a calming hand on her shoulder as the guard opened the door. Yami stepped out first, followed by Tea holding on to his hand. As soon as the two were in the view of the villagers, a deathly silence set upon the bustling village.
"Th... the pharoah?" A man stuttered, wathcing with wide eyes. The puzzle glinted in the sun and the man gasped.
"My pharoah." He yelled before kneeling on the floor, his forehead touching the ground. Other followed suit and kneeled on the ground as well, muttering prayers and praises. Tea only watched with amazement.
"My people," Yami spoke in an authorative voice, causing a wave a silence to pass over the crowd, "I present to you, your queen." He motioned towards Tea and immediately, the people turned their heads towards her, kneeling and bowing before her. Tea was amazed and disturbed by such devotion. She turned to look at Yami, hoping he would dismiss the crowd soon, sicne these were peasants and from what Seto had told her, Yami had neither the patience nor the care for such individuals. But here he was, not only standing among the poor public, but listening to their complains and requests. Had Mahado's death changed him that much?
Soon the guards began to shoo the villagers away, giving Tea and Yami air to breath. Tea let out a long breath as soon as the crowd dissipated. Yami chuckled as he noticed her reaction.
"I know you want to explore the village and I apologize for this delay."
"No, it's fine. This was... quite an exceptional thing for me to witness and I'm glad I did." Tea replied with a smile.
"Shall we?" Yami asked offering his arm in a gentlemanly fashion. Tea linked hers with a smile and they proceeded deep into the village. Tea was overjoyed to see children running arround, screaming and playing their games. Men stood behind stands, selling various items, while women stood before them, bargaining. The whole village buzzed with life. Every where they went, they attracted attention, but the guards were sharp in keeping the eager public away.
Yami watched the look of glee dance across her face and let a smile appear on his face as well. Just watching her brought joy to his heart. His eyes never left her as she moved from person to person, from stall to stall. Numerous times, she would let out a gasp and speed off towards an item that would have caught her eye, and squeal when it would suit her liking.
Honor her wishes, and shower her with gifts. Make her feel special. Make her feel like she is the most important person in your life and she'll be yours forever.
Mahado's words rang in his ear. Motioning one of the guards to come closer, Yami handed him a bag of gold and joined Tea.
"Wow, this is beautiful." Tea said, holding a few glass bangles in her hand.
"You should try them on." The vendor insisted, eyes glittering with gain. Tea nodded her head and slipped on the red bangles, or at least tried to. They refused to move past her knuckles. Yami watched with mild fascination as she struggled to get them on her wrists. But fearing that she might break some and cut herself, he decided to take action.
"Let me help." He said gently grasping her hands. She stared at him in surprise for a few moments but allowed him. He placed all the bangles on the stand and carefully inspected her hand. Then, with one hand, he held her hand and used the other to slip on the bangles, four at a time.
"You were trying to slip on too many at once." He explained as he finished adorning her hand with the glass trinkets. She placed her hand before her face to admire the ornaments. They jingled as they came in contact with each other. Tea giggled, moving her wrist around to hear the glass clutter. Yami watched in amusement before turning to the vendor and buying his whole stand.
"You don't have to do this." Tea hurriedly said, watching him hand out two full pouches of gold to the man.
"I want to." Yami simply replied. "These items seem to make you happy and your happiness is my gain." She blushed at his answer and turned her eyes away from his probing ones and instead focused on a guard that seemed to be carrying various familiar items. On a closer inspection, Tea realized those were all the items that had caught her eyes a while back.
"My lord, I have all that the princess sought." He stated with a bow. Tea immediately directed her bemused stare at Yami who let out a chuckle.
"You wanted those items. I purchased them for you."
"You shouldn't do all this." Tea repeated, getting slightly uncomfortable with all the attention and gifts he was lavishing upon her. Their relationship had progressed dramatically during the past 2 months, but Tea had made sure to keep it within limits. Never had she given him any indication of any romantic interest, nor had paid any close attention to his gestures. Now that Mahado's matter had been put aside, Yami seemed to be making open gestures to show his affection and it was bothering her.
It didn't seem right accepting his gifts knowing the meaning behind the gestures. She loved Seto and didn't want to give Yami any wrong impression by accepting his advances. But then again, she hadn't given any indication that she didn't want to be romantically involved with him either. Her relationship with Seto was a secret no one knew except the two of them. And so, in everyone's eyes, she was still Yami's bride-to-be, and he had every right to show affection towards her.
"Should we move?" Yami asked kindly, noticing her disturbed look. She seemed to get out of a trance and nodded. They began walking forward. This time, Tea was careful in showing her appreciation for various items, but her eyes reflected her excitement when she found something interesting, and Yami would buy it immediately. Growing quite bothered by the blatant display of affection, Tea decided to cut her trip short.
"Can we go see the Nile?" She asked. Yami nodded his head and began heading towards the outskirts of the village. There, hidden behind fields upon fields of various crops lay the flowing river. Stories of its magical water swirled in her head and she moved towards it with intrigue. The Nile didn't seem any different then any other river she had seen, and the water didn't look any different either. She wondered where people got their descriptions of Nile from.
"Help, help. My son. Help." Frantic screaming of a woman brought her out of her thoughts reverie and her head snapped in the direction the sound had come from. There, a small distance away, a woman ran near the edge of the river, screaming frantically. Around her were other women and children, all watching a small dot bobbing in and out of the water.
"My son is drowning. Oh Ra help him." The woman screamed again. Without wasting another thought, Tea jumped into the water and swam towards the black mass of hair. Since the flow of the water was towards her, she didn't have to swim far before her arms caught the little boy around the waist. Just then, she felt an unfamiliar pair of arms find their way around her waist. She sharply turned her head around, shipping her wet hair in the air in doing so and found herself staring into purple eyes.
"Y… Yami?" She breathed, securing her arms around the now unconscious boy. He didn't reply, just dragged her towards the edge of the river where quite a crowd had gathered. They finally reached the bank and Tea handed the boy to his crying mother before hauling herself out of the water. Yami was by her side immediately, holding her against his chest securely.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt in any way?" She shook her head, signaling a 'No' and turned to the boy who had gained consciousness.
"You need to be more careful around rivers if you don't know how to swim." She chided him. He nodded his head; clinging to his mother for dear life, fear still etched onto his boyish features. His mother fell at Tea's feet, kissing the ground.
"Thank you my queen. Thank you so much. Thank you for saving my only child. Thank you." She repeatedly thanked Tea, showing her immense gratitude. Finally, Yami motioned the guards to get rid of the crowd and focused on Tea once again.
"You're not hurt in any way?" He tried to confirm.
"No. I'm fine." She assured him, making a small attempt to pry his arms away from her wet body, but he refused to do so. Instead he let out a breath of relief and pressed her against him again.
"Good." He said after a pause. "You shouldn't have jumped." Tea pushed him away and stared at him in surprise.
"That boy could have drowned."
"One of the guards could have saved him. You didn't have to bother." Her forehead furrowed.
"It wasn't a bother." She said, slightly angry at his choice of words. He caught the tone of offence and sighed.
"I… I was worried." He said slowly, surprising her. "You just jumped into the water and I thought… for a second I thought I lost you. I panicked and jumped right after you. I… I was afraid for your safety." Tea was touched by his words, and from her study of his face, she knew he was telling the truth.
"Why?" She questioned.
"I don't want to lose you." He confessed. "After Mahado's death, I have learnt the true value of friendship and companionship. With his death, I have no one left to trust and call friend but you. And I don't want to lose you. I don't want to be alone."
"You're not alone you know." Tea said in a soft voice. "The whole kingdom worships you. And your priests love you." He let out a dry laugh at her words.
"My people don't love me. They love what I represent, a connection to the gods. If I weren't the pharaoh, they wouldn't care if I died a dog's death. And my priests are only kind and respectful to my face. I know what they say behind my turned back."
"But not Seto." Tea said, causing him to stare at her in surprise.
"I have never heard him malign your name during our meetings." Which was completely true, mostly because during their private meetings, they avoided any topic involving Yami. "He is your blood, and I'm sure he cares for you." Yami seemed thoughtful.
"Yes. He is my cousin. I have spent my entire childhood with him. He knows me just as well as Mahado. And though we have had our differences, I trust him with my life." A smile now adorned his face. "Yes. I do trust Seto."
"See, you're not alone." Tea smiled brightly and he nodded.
"Thank you for letting me know." He said softly, standing up. "We should head back to the castle now." Tea nodded and they made their way back to the fancy carriage.
Seto swiftly walked towards his chambers, wanting nothing more than to rid himself of the filthy clothes that clung to his body. Another day of hard work out in the royal burial grounds and Mahado's tomb had finally been sealed with just one entrance reserved for royals in case they needed to visit. Seto had supervised the whole process, including laying any traps to keep out tomb robbers like Bakura.
He entered his bedroom and threw his cloak on the floor, not bothering to pay any attention to anything arround him. He quickly entered his bath chambers and cleaned himself as fast he could. The reason? He wanted to see Tea. He hadn't been able to spend much time with her since Mahado's death save a few nights when he had just held her in his arms to make her feel safe. He had been busy with palace security and Mahado's funeral preparations and he knew he had neglected Tea. But what bothered him the most was the person she had chosen to find comfort in; his rival Yami. She had gone to the very person who threatened Seto the most. Every second she spent in his company left him sweating in anxiety. But now that the matter of Mahado was behind them, he was ready to resume his relationship with her and show her his love.
He came out soon after, clean and refreshed to find that the cloak was missing from the spot where he had left it.
"I put it away." The unmistakably annoying voice of Serenity reached his ears, enraging him to no extent. How dare she enter his chambers without his permission? He turned his head in her direction, ready to kick her out of the room but stopped short when he noticed her outfit. She wore a very skimpy outfit made of fine white silk. The top was similar to a bra with an organza piece hanging over her stomach, doing absolutely nothing to conceal to her body. Under that, she wore an underwear with similar organza clothes hanging arround her hips.
It was the traditional concubines outfit.
"What the hell are you doing here dressed like that?" Seto yelled in shock.
"I was sent here by Pharoah Yami. He sent this for you as well." She held out a piece of parchment that Seto snatched from her immedaitely and began reading Yami familiar writing.
I am gifting Serenity to you as your concubine. You have served me well over the past years and i hope this gesture reflects my gratitude.
Enjoy.
Snarling in anger, Seto crumpled the parchment and tossed it across the room with as much force as he could muster. Then he turned to Serenity.
"Get out of my sight." He spat venemously. "Get out right now. I don't need a whore." She stared at him with immense hurt reflecting in her eyes.
"Seto, please don't do this. I... I want to make you happy. I want to serve you all my life."
"I said leave." Seto screamed at the top of his lungs. She let out a scream in fear and jumped away from him. Realizing that his rage was getting the best of him, he made attempts to calm down. When he had improved considerably, he spoke to her once again.
"I want you to leave. I have no interest in you and I wont' take you in as a concubine. I didn't take you as one before and I never will. Understand this and forget about this." He watched her eyes began to water and sighed in annoyance. Did she honestly expect him to melt with those crocodile tears?
"I said get out. Aren't you competent enough to follow a simple order? Finally, it semed like she had enough. She slowly got up and left his room, casting him one last longing look before disappearing. Seto let out another deep breath and tried to keep his temper in check. He needed to see Tea immediately.
"I need to see her right away." He muttered to himself as he exited his chambers. "I would deal with Yami later."
Serenity stood by the wall, crying softly. She had been immensley hurt by Seto's comments. She had loved him ever since he had saved her from her savage owner. She knew due to her status she would never be his wife, not unless he made an exception for her. But she kept hope alive knowing that she had a chace to be with him if she was chosen as his concubine. Now that her wish had been fulfilled, Seto had shattered her dream by his harsh words.
Why did he hate her so much? Was she that hideous to look at? Was she so despicable that he didn't even want to use her body for sexual relief? Why? She wasn't asking for much. She just wanted to be with him, if only once.
"I need to see her right away. I would deal with Yami later." She heard him mutter as he passed the hallway where she was hidden. Her eyes lit up in hope.
Was he talking about her? Did he want to see her? Had he changed his mind?
She raced after him, wanting to let him made ammends. But instead of turning towards the servants chambers where she resided, he made a turn towards royal chambers. Where was he going, she wondered. He said he didn't want to deal with Yami yet, then where was he heading?
'Maybe he was talking about Ishizu?' After all, the chambers housing the priests were in the same vicinity. Very quietly, she followed him, curious to know what he had to say to the wise priestess?
'Maybe he wants to talk to her about me?' Hope rose in her again. She was under Ishizu's command so it seemed appropriate that Seto would speak with her in Serenity's case. But much to her shock, he passed the priests chambers and continued to proceed towards the royal chambers. There were only two people who resided in those chambers; the pharoah himself, and her.
And right before her eyes, she watched him stop before her door and knock. Quickly, she hid herself. The door opened and Serenity watched two slender arms wrap arround his waist. Her eyes widened in shock when she watched him lower his head and share a deep kiss with the foreign princess.
So that was who he was talking about? Her.
The door closed and her view of the couple was veiled. But she had seen enough already. Her eyes narrowed in angry slits as jealousy and hatred clouded her mind. She now knew the reason Seto had rejectde her. It was the sluttish, whore of a princess who was playing two men.
But not for long.
It was time to reveal the princess for who she really was; a two timing whore. And Serenity would do it with immense pleasure.
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