Chapter 12

It was a trial. Where Sanura is guilty, any way you look at it. She was standing in the middle of the throne room with her head bowed. There were two guards on either side of her, gripping her arms. The priests were lined up on either side as well; they created an aisle for the Pharaoh to walk down. And he was coming down that aisle, fast. The priests all bowed and the guards forced her down to the ground with them. Sanura could see his feet stop directly in front of her. She wanted to cry. She had this sick feeling in her stomach that told her she wasn't going to survive this.

"You can get up now." The Pharaoh spoke with a gentle voice, but when Sanura looked at him, she could tell he was dead serious.

"Who is this girl?" He asked one of the priests.

A bald man with an ankh shaped key hanging around his neck stepped forward. "She was found at Bakura's lair. We don't know any other information, Your Highness." Shada explained.

"Do you know why you are here?" He asked Sanura.

Sanura nodded. She didn't dare to say anything.

"Can I ask you a few questions?" Atemu asked.

She didn't answer.

"Let her go."

The guards released Sanura's arms and she immediately hugged herself. All eyes were on her.

"Now…can I ask you some questions?"

Sanura nodded slowly, avoiding eye contact.

"Good. Do you know Bakura?" Atemu asked, sighing.

She nodded again.

"Do you know where he is?"

Sanura shook her head.

"Does he tell you anything?"

This time, Atemu got a different response, the girl looked away. He figured he wasn't about to find out anything, not from this girl.

"Are you scared?"

Sanura looked straight up at him. Her eyes were sparkling, but not because she was happy. No, tears were ready to form; Atemu knew…she was terrified.

"You don't have to worry. If you say anything, you will remain anonymous. He won't hurt you…not anymore." Atemu placed a hand on Sanura's shoulder.

'Great, he's seen the wounds. I'm not even saying anything and I've already confirmed Master's intentions.' Sanura thought, looking away.

"What's your name?" Atemu smiled, positive his little speech worked.

No response. Atemu sighed.

"Why won't you tell me anything? Are you defending Bakura? Why?" He asked, now very concerned.

Sanura looked away again.

A man with a blue and gold hat and robe stepped up next to the Pharaoh, "Answer him! He is the Pharaoh! Your god! Answer him!" Seth screamed at her.

That was it. For the first time, Sanura spoke up. Bad idea.

"You want to know why?! I love him! And I won't turn my back on him!" She yelled. She gasped, realizing what she had just said. Sanura buried her face in her hands and cried. Finally, the tears came.

The room became deathly quiet. Well, the room…not the occupants inside it.

"What is wrong with you?! Can't you see the wounds Bakura has no-doubt caused you?! If you are defending him, it is law that you are to be executed." Seth screamed.

"Seth! That's enough." The only priestess, Isis, stepped forward. She had noticed the tears falling.

The Pharaoh glanced back at the other priests, who were shocked as well. He had seen the tears too. "I agree. As of now, this trial is over. Take her away."

The guards grabbed Sanura's arms and led her back out.

The Pharaoh dismissed the priests, except one.

"Isis, can I talk to you for a moment?"

"Of course, Great Pharaoh!"

"Isis…what are we going to do? We have no leads as to where Bakura could be and the only hope we had won't tell us a thing!" Atemu exclaimed, sitting down in his throne and rubbing his forehead with one hand.

"Pharaoh, I truly don't know. My Millennium Necklace did not predict someone like her. She isn't supposed to interfere with the battle between you and Bakura." Isis looked away as if she were embarrassed by not knowing the answer.

"But what do we do with that girl? We can't just kill her, she didn't really do anything. But she is defending Bakura and she has the potential of getting in the middle of all this. I don't want the innocent to get hurt…" Atemu contemplated.

Sanura opened her eyes and looked up when she heard the sound of the door being opened. She had been chained to the wall, her arms held above her head. Her legs had become numb long ago and her wrists were raw and bleeding from her struggling. But what she saw made her realize that was alive and this was the horrible reality she had gotten herself into. Priest Seth was standing in the doorway.

"I'm not done with you yet." He hissed as he walked inside.

"Now, how do you know Bakura?"

"I work for him." Sanura replied quietly.

"And, what does he call you? Servant, perhaps?" Seth questioned, a smirk plastered on his face.

"No." She said weakly.

"Slave?"

Sanura attempted to lunge at him, but was held back by the chains. Her wrists were throbbing and she knew that was going to get her nowhere.

"He calls me by my name." She tried to muster up the best glare she could.

"And what would that be?" Seth asked, folding his arms.

She took a deep breath, "Sanura."

Seth folded his arms across his chest, "Well, tell me Sanura, if what you say is true, why isn't Bakura here? Rescuing you from this cell. If you love him, he should love you in return."

Sanura was silent. He was right…sadly. She wished with all her heart that Bakura were here right now, prying these shackles off her limbs. Seth leaned down to look her straight in the face.

"And do you know why Bakura doesn't love you? Because you are a slave. You are weak and useless and not worth wasting time over. The only reason he keeps you around is to have something decent to look at. And you don't even suffice for that." Seth sneered, bringing the Millennium Rod up to Sanura's face. It's small 'wings' just barely touching her skin.

"And he will never...love you."

Sanura looked up at Seth with such anger in her eyes. And she did something she would never think of doing before now, but she was willing to make an exception. Sanura spat in the priest's face. He jumped back, the recoil making his hand slip and the sharp, gold object slice Sanura's cheek. She cried out, a thin stream of blood started to make its way down her cheek.

"You little wench! You will suffer punishment for that!" Seth screamed, slapping Sanura across the face.

"Go ahead! I dare you! But I guarantee you, Bakura has done worse!" She fired back.

Seth wheeled around and stormed out of the cell. A guard slammed the steel door closed and Sanura was left to cry in the darkness. It wasn't long before she could hear a great commotion outside the palace. And a familiar voice.

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