"Whoever wakes up in the morning and is safe in his home, in good health and has enough provision for the day, it is as if h has all the goodness in this world"-H

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach and anything related to it.

A/N: Names of places are fictional. I mashed up Kaien's advice, so that it fits the story. Enjoy.

The Hairdresser of the Daughter of a Pharaoh

-OPgirl

Chapter 27: Rich

"Don't you know how to smile?" He asked.

"Asiya?" The Prince called.

Rukia look behind her. It's been a while since they finished dancing thus she exited the hall and stayed on the veranda.

"Your Highness" Rukia uttered. She looked at him curiously.

The Prince smiled at her.

"You are still the same" He commented.

Rukia looked at him questioningly.

"So formal and cold" he said.

"Hey midget are you always like that? So stiff and uncaring?" he commented.

Rukia remained silent.

The Prince remained silent as well. He walked beside her and sat on the balcony.

There were no people around except them since it was located behind the throne room.

He looked at the sky.

The afternoon sky was painted with red and orange rays of the sun. The vast desert and the sand on it, looks like a bed of treasure. Everything about it is beautiful.

"I am sorry if I offended you" suddenly he uttered.

"I've been told about it so many times" Rukia retorted as she look at the sky. The wind passed swaying her long black hair. The crown in her head remained unmoving.

"Is it a bad thing?" she asked suddenly. Rukia look at the horizon and hold the zither firmly, as she waited for his answer.

I've been like this. It's how I survived. This is also the reason I never had friends who stayed. I don't mingle with people. No. I can't.

"I am not saying it is bad. I mean. You are missing out so much in life" he answered.

Rukia turned her head towards him.

His brown eyes reflected the beauty of the picture behind her.

"Why are you being distant?" he asked. "You should have fun. Having friends is good" he added.

I am not here for fun. Because nothing is funny in this reality.

"They staying away from me is good" Rukia retorted.

Rukia remained on the balcony after the Prince left. The sky is now turning into a purple darkness. Little stars started to reveal themselves. As always the biggest star twinkled beautifully among all of them.

Rukia decided to return to the hall. The servants who were waiting for her outside bowed and walked behind her. Everyone stopped what they are doing as they stared at the Princess walking elegantly on the red carpeted floor.

The Pharaoh who was talking to the ambassador of the lower Egyptian kingdom, stopped talking as well. He was in awe at how regal the princess carried herself. It is as if the daughter he knew finally learned how to behave like a queen.

Although she did not utter a single word, her authority and grace were hypothetically pouring from her body exuding a respectable aura around her. She might not be the tallest in frame or the curviest feature but her eyes is enough to declare her Royal elegance that was far more beautiful than anyone inside the hall.

Rukia bowed in front of the Pharaoh. Surprisingly the Pharaoh bowed in return.

"Everybody listen" the Pharaoh commanded.

"As the representative of god in this kingdom. I hereby declare that her Majesty Princess Asiya is the intended Wife of the god!" the Pharaoh announced.

The people inside the hall bowed down to her majesty including the royal household.

Rukia remained standing amidst the bowing people.

This is too much!

"You can all raise now" Rukia said trying to act as what she is supposed to be.

This is awkward. I get to be a Princess of a powerful kingdom and now I become an intended Wife of god?! This people are ridiculous.

All of them raised as they were told. After that night, no one dared to look at her in the eyes even the Noble and Royal people.

They sat silently when the dinner arrived. Everyone were anticipating something from her even the Pharaoh.

What am I supposed to do?

"Let us eat the provision sent by the gods" Rukia said after much thought. After she uttered the word, they started to eat.

She retired to her room and was taken cared off in the most luxurious way. Her bed is larger than what she had in the Kuchiki mansion, which could feet several people yet still have enough space for comfort.

Her room could fit an entire house and everything that was decorated on her room were made of gold and precious stones. Her dresses inside the room sized wardrobe contain the most elegant and expensive clothes she ever seen.

She gets treated like someone who doesn't need to walk on her feet or reached for her own food to eat. She was spoon feeded literally.

This is frustrating.

From time to time the servants would wash her hands and feet with scented water, whenever she walk on the carpeted floor or touched something.

Rukia noticed the expertise and effectiveness of the servant assigned to her. She doesn't need to say anything, for everything is already served for her.

She dismissed her servants and they closed the doors for her.

Rukia looked at the life size mirror beside the changing room.

I look….. Unrecognizable. I am literally a walking piece of treasure.

Rukia took off her golden arm bangles and bracelets. She took the crown and deposited it on the table which the servants indicated as the resting place for the royal emblem.

I like this look better.

She let down her hair and approached her bed. Under it the bag was hidden, along with the bunny that was inside the cage.

She took the bunny out and cuddled with it.

"I missed you my Byakuya" she said as she embrace the bunny gently.

Rukia sat on her new bed and lie down on it after sometime. She stared at the cloth hanging in front of her like a ceiling. It was elegantly designed with gold and silk.

"I am filthy rich" Rukia uttered.