I'll Find You
Atemu moved his eyes as they were wiggling while they closed. He then slowly opened them regaining his consciousness and soon sat up in the bed. He felt his head slightly ache with the amount of damage he had taken from the sandstorm. The only thing he really remembered was trying to save Heba and managing to get to him. Putting him in his arms and coughing a lot as he started to grow weak. When he thought on it, he moved the blankets from around his body and sat on the edge of the bed. Realizing a moment later he was nude he then grab the blankets face turning reddish as he looked around. This area was different from what he was use too, and he seem to be having the ability to move his feet and hands.
He wasn't that bad in shape and that was good enough for him. He wanted to make sure that Heba was okay, as that was the only thing in his mind. However, that would be the truth if it really was, Atemu felt something more and now he wanted to see Heba. He wanted to speak with him about something, and it'll bug him until he did so. Once Atemu finally manage to get from the bed, the sting feeling against his feet hit. He grunted from a slight pain as he felt a sharpness shoot up his legs. He then fell down on the bed and panted as he tried to focus whether than go in blindly. As he sat there however the curtain to the tent opened as the chief came inside.
He was with a young lady as she was carrying a bowl of water and a rag. He then stop her as they both bow seeing Atemu had risen. He glanced at them as he was surprised there was actually people here. Seeing them do that however always made Atemu grown, as he hated people bowing towards him. People believed it was out of respect, but Atemu never believed such a myth. He knew that people did that only because, he was the pharaoh and they were afraid of what he might do. It always made Atemu feel bad and in a way and reminded him of Heba. Heba was at first afraid of Atemu even when he got saved by him. 'Was kindness from a king really that surprising and scary?' Atemu said in his thoughts.
He soon saw that the chief got up and walked over to Atemu as he smiled. "I am glad to see the king lives." He said chuckling gently. Atemu then got up from the bed and continued to hold the blanket as he spoke. His deep tone voice was cracking a little as he was still trying to recover. "Good sir, where am I? And what happened to my clothes." He asked blushing. The chief walked over to a basket and they were native clothes inside the hamper as he placed them gently down on a chair. "Good sir? Why such respect from a pharaoh. I am honored my king, and we are honored to be in your presence. Your clothes got torn badly in the sandstorm, so unfortunately, these are all the clothes we can spare." He told Atemu.
Atemu nodded and grab the tank top as he started to put his arms through it. He then looked at the chief and looked around again at the surroundings he saw. "You are in the native camp, the village of my people." He told Atemu proudly. He then saw the girl next to her, as she seem to be like a teenager, almost.The chair saw Atemu glance over at her as he smiled happily "Do not worry, she is my daughter, Kiki she is here just to help me." He told him. Atemu nodded and glanced one more as she slowly gotten up and walked over to grab the bowl and the towel. Atemu then sighed as he grab the pants as well, that was a unique style and only fitted around the waistline.
A tribe symbol that was on his designed fitting, and his small shoes that was tribe wear as well. He liked the outfit man had shown him, almost like it was suppose to be his. Atemu then soften his eyes, and tried to remember something, however when he pondered more, his cheeks warmed up. He couldn't understand why, but they felt warm and soft, as if someone had kissed his face most recently. His eyes widened and then he turned and rushed out the tent quickly as the man followed him. He didn't know why Atemu had rushed out, in his condition yet he couldn't question it. Atemu then went quickly down through the village as other gasp seeing the pharaoh.
Mumbling underneath their breathes, frighten and astonished he was so far away from home. The chief eventually caught up to Atemu who watched the dark horizon near the river bank. "Is—something wrong your majesty" he has asked him softly and his daughter next to him. Atemu turned his head softly around, as he heard him and he felt his face feeling with sorrow. He could feel himself wishing to shed tears, and yet he felt he didn't comprehend why. "H—-Heba..." Atemu spoke softly, as he turned his glance back to the calm river streams. "Heba... where is Heba... a—- a young man was with me, and I do not know where he has gone..." Atemu stated.
The chief then knew who exactly he was referring too, the young man whom had left the village not too long ago. He also had took a camel, as one of the villager's allowed him to do so. The chief didn't know if that man was suppose to leave, and he felt he might have doomed himself and his people. He gulped quietly and then walked over towards Atemu whom kept his gaze at the river. "If I may..." the chief said softly. "Who was this Heba?" He asked. Atemu then chuckled with a small escape from his lips, hearing such a question. He then felt the tears come down his cheeks, one drop at a time, as he didn't bother to blink at all. He then parted his lips, the wind feeling against it, through his hair as well.
"He's— he's a wonderful person..." Atemu told him, and then blinked long and hard as he kept his eyes closed and crossed his arms. The chief then walked to Atemu and planted his hand on his shoulder gently. "I am sorry my king" he begun to say as he didn't know how to word it without sounding the feeling of guilt. "Heba, was here hours ago, yet he was awaken and wish to see you." He explained to Atemu. Atemu eyes shot opened hearing him speak as he couldn't believe he knew Heba was here the whole time. He wanted to yell at him as he moved back away so the chief couldn't touch him. However, when he saw him he was soft and roundish and was already an old man.
He could see the guilt already over his own face, and for that Atemu didn't feel the need to add more. He kept silently thinking he had more to say, which he did. "He had came to see you, and he felt extremely guilty in which he blamed himself for your wounds. Once he realized that, he fled, and he didn't say where he was going I'm afraid." he told him. He then bowed his head, as his daughter did the same, as the winds howled around them endlessly. Atemu looked up once more, his purple orbs shattered by that, and in a way he was determined more to find him. "Very well..." Atemu said with his deep toned sexually voice. He then moved past them, as an un-acknowledgment.
He walked back towards the villagers and saw them all staring once more as he looked at them one by one. The chief quickly followed as he was panicking in a way, as he moved past his people and saw Atemu climb back on his horse. "My lord!" He shouted quickly "you are in no condition to go out there, especially in the dark, as a king it is highly recommended that you get rest and wait until the—"
"Until the what?... when Heba is dead in the ditch and the shallows of the darkness?" Atemu proclaimed seriously. He sat on his horse holding the rope as he moved and walked with his horse. He turned it around in the entrance direction of the camp as he looked over at the people and the chief. "I shall not allow Heba to be alone, and I will find him, because he needs me." He finished explaining. The chief at that moment could see that he was indeed very destined to seek Heba and wouldn't stop at nothing until he did. After that he said no more, and allowed him to move past that, as he slowly bowed down and the rest done so as well.
"I thank you for healing me, as much as you've done. Your great deed shall not go overlooked, I shall return to my own people, and let them know what you have done for me, so that you are rewarded for your honor." Atemu told the chief. He then narrowed his eyes down and kicked his feet against the belly of his horse, as he rode off in the distance, leading forward and down so the wind didn't kick him off. The people and the chief watched as he left the village with haste, and prayed to his God's that Atemu would be fine. Soon he closed his eyes and breathe slowly in and out, knowing that Atemu would find Heba, for he was a pharaoh of strength and wisdom.