We Finally Meet

The noise against the ledge started to crack more, as Heba looked over in fear. It soon went against his hand underneath his fingernails, as he screamed and the ledge broke. The people gasp as they watched this, and Atemu turned quickly to see what was happening. He was over in the shop getting fruit from a man, whom trusted Atemu's leadership. He soon then discovered that someone was in danger and immediately rushed off in that direction. Before, Heba however did fall, Atemu had went quickly to his men and whistled loudly, as the sound of a horse heels clicking from a far.

He then ran off in the opposite direction, as his horse dash through the villagers as they watched out for the running horse. Atemu quickly ran, and then jump into his horse fast as he made it move faster as Heba fell. It was like a heartbeat that was slow for Heba, he closed his eyes hoping that he the pain when he fell down would be quick. He wanted to end his life for now, it was nothing but a dead plague anyhow. He felt his life flash before him in an instant, as he then heard the sound of a crash. Moments later Heba was laying on the ground surrounded by villagers as they cheered with excitement.

Happy that Heba was okay, he blinked confused by being in the center of the village and not in the dust and broken glasses. He then felt someone holding him, as he laid down their hand on his shoulder lightly, having their arm wrap around him for security. He then blinked getting his vision to focus and seeing spiked hair in his eyesight. It was dark outside now, and he really couldn't see for a moment and more so it was harder due to the fact that he couldn't really see features. He blushed lightly from that moment, as his eyes looked at Atemu who looked down at him. He was just as shocked as Atemu you was, to see Heba who looked somewhat like him. He then chuckled and gave a grin at this as his lips was roughly cut from the bump.

"Well, it looks like the people was right. You do look like me." He said in an amused way.

Heba blinked yet again, unable to really know what to say, as he saw that Atemu was somewhat bang up from the crash. He felt bad for the pharaoh risking his life to save a poor peasant, even when he wasn't suppose to or had too. Heba gulped and look down with dislike in his eyes, as Atemu eyes widened somewhat to see his face. The two continued to sit there, as Atemu then used his right hand to turn Heba towards him. Heba felt the softness of Atemu's gentle touch and blush even more from it, as his eyes met his.

"Do not be frighten or sad. I risked my life for you because I shall protect my people. It is what I shall always do. There is no need to feel guilt." He told Heba.

Heba then slowly got up but glanced at Atem and his lips dry and parted slightly with the tendentious they always had.

"Thank you, My lord." Heba said shyly, and kindly.

Atemu was skeptical about Heba, and how he presented himself. He seemed more outgoing than most villager's by the way he had climb to a ledge to see what was going on. It seemed he was more than meets the eye, and for that it made Atemu all the more curious. He smirked and slowly got up helping Heba as well to his feet. The two exhchanhe a soft calm tension between them, as Atemu and them held hands briefly. Heba sighed with a liking, as Atemu was quite handsome up closer, and it made Heba's stomach turn with butterflies, just by being in his presence. He felt that looking at him he wasn't worthy of such a treatment or desire.

"Oh! Forgive me my lord, please I do not mean to stare. I should be punish for that." He said bowing, quickly and on the ground. His hands was dirty somewhat from the fall, and his clothes as well, yet he still had those same beautiful big eyes, and that skin that look softer than pillows. Atemu quickly bent down and felt embarrassed by Heba's actions and shoot his head in his mind, but this child being so afraid of him. He didn't wish for him to do that, when it wasn't necessary, and he didn't wish to be that type of king anyhow. "There is no need for that, please rise." Atemu told him firmly.

Heba looked up a little and then got up as commanded, rubbing his right arm softly, and then hearing someone call his name in the background. "Heba! Heba!" A familiar voice approached as it was Siloam who rushed through the crowd and hug Heba quickly. Heba hug him back, as the two shared feelings together as Atemu watched with a soft smile. He was happy that someone cared about him as he got up from the ground and both Siloam and Heba looked at him. He narrow his eyes calmly as his smile never bent a different direction. He was proud that he helped and others saw this inside him.

"Thank you very much, your grace." Siloam said to Atemu.

Atemu simply nodded as he then looked at Heba once again, as they both made eye contact to one another. Heba felt his heart pound with a feeling of affection. 'He's so nice and sweet to me, he's gentle and yet he doesn't even know me. What's is this emotion I'm feeling?' Heba eyes felt water, as if he was feeling pleasure, that was warm and sitting on a calm hill top. Siloam then slowly took Heba as he then bowed to Atemu as Atemu slowly started to turn and walk away. Heba's eyes widened seeing Atemu you go so suddenly as he exclaimed aloud unaware of it.

"Does he have to leave so soon?" Heba flustered a little his cheeks being warm and his heart racing. Siloam then soften his voice as he nodded to Heba whom seemed to be okay, and acting a little strangely to Siloam. "He is the pharaoh he has no choice." He told Heba with a small sigh. He then slowly started to walk them away from the crowd as Heba glanced back seeing Atemu from the distance. His cape blowing in the wind and nothing but the back of his head, and his composer as he walked away so gracefully. His eyes started to feel the pain of being lonely once again, but he couldn't hang out with a pharaoh for he was nothing more than a peseant.

Siloam walked them back to the tent as he allowed him to walk inside first. He then went in after Heba as he looked at Heba having seeing that Heba's attitude had suddenly change once more. "Hm, you miss speaking with him already?" Siloam said in a somewhat teasing way, as Heba blush softly and looked down ashamed at what he was thinking in his mind. He somewhat fumble to try and find the proper wording but soon realized there wasn't a way to describe how he was feeling to begin with. "It's nothing, and n—no that's not it. I'm just happy that somewhat was kind to me. A ruler at that, he saved my life and I didn't give him anything in return." He told Siloam with a sad expression.

"Be grateful for that then."

"Oh..." Heba said looking up at Siloam

"Most kings wouldn't bother saving someone lower class of them, or would make you pay dearly for such an action of charity. However, this king didn't, he is a nice one and I believe he just did it because he saw you were in danger." Siloam told him.

He was washing out clothes with a bucket and some oil within it along with water. Getting out the stains and things from it, inside his eating area as he spoke to Heba. Heba looked around and twirled his fingers playing with them somewhat. He was mad in a way, he didn't wish to feel like he owed anyone anything, and then not be able to fulfill that either. "I see..." Heba said softening his eyes as Siloam stop for a moment to see the frighten Heba who sat before him. He then sighed as he touched Heba's hand softly and smiled trying to convince him.

"I promise it's really okay." He finished explaining, he wanted him to be reassured and relaxed.

"However we should get some rest for tonight, it's been a long day for the both of us." He told Heba as he got up from his knees and would wash the rest of the clothes in the morning. He was sweating somewhat, and felt exhausted from the days work. He then sighed, as he got tired from doing those things and Heba then helped Siloam up from the ground. He saw Heba come over to assist him which made him happy as he got up feeling his belly jiggle a little. "Haha, well that's enough for me for a night. Let's go." He told Heba and then soon started walking to the back.

Heba then watched as his smile went upon his face and then soon left, he was tired in a way as well, but couldn't get the pharaoh off his mind, he knew that he would wake up tomorrow and he would want to see him once more, even if it was just for a moment. He then walked to the back of the tent, and saw Siloam already started to sleep. He then walked into the other side of the room, and grab the blankets removing his shaw completely and soon, laying down starting to drift off into a good nights rest.