She started to stand up, staggering slightly with pain, still struggling
against the chain. "You're the pharaoh?!" she managed to gasp with a hint
of anger.
"And who else would I be?!" the boy answered. Yanking on the chain, even harder again, sending Shade onto her back.
Shade let out a small whimper of pain, but sucked it in. She looked up at the tapered ceiling, tears now streaming down her pale face.
The boy, grinned, "Get up!" he commanded. With a sudden burst of energy, he started to pull Shade towards him.
Now Shade was being dragged towards the Pharaoh. 'I might as well stop struggling…' as she closed her eyes. Feeling her body slowly moving across the rough floor, remembering the death penalty for trying to kill the Pharaoh.
'I failed…' she thought, sadly.
Malik bent down, looking at Shade's face. He stood up and took the chain, and pulled her up by it.
Shade's lips gave a soft whimper of pain, feeling herself being pulled up by her neck, her fingers made a slight crunching sound. She could feel that her hands were now wet, 'Am I bleeding?'
1 Malik now looked at Shade, who was just a bit shorter than him. "Look at me…" he said slowly.
Shade looked away, eyes closed. Her lips light red, and strands of her hair blocking part of her face.
Malik reached out, bringing her face to look at his. He lifted her chin up with one finger. So that they were only inches away. "Look at me," he said a bit more harshly.
Shade slowly opened her eyes, only to meet Malik's head on.
"That's better," he said, looking intently at her eyes. "It seems you also have violet eyes…" he said.
Shade, looked away again, a slight tinge of colour appearing on her cheeks. 'Damn! What's happening?'
Malik shifted his position to face Shade this time.
Suddenly, he brought his face so that it was only millimeters away from hers. Her eyes fluttered opened with surprising, only to have Malik's lips brush against hers.
Every hair on Shade stood up on end. Using that moment as Shade was off guard, he slipped the chain off.
He broke off, breathing a bit heavily. Shade backed away, touching her lips with her right hand. Then she looked at her hands, flexing them. Thankfully they were not broken, just deep gashes had been made around her fingers and her palms. She shuddered as she looked at her once pale hands, now with hideous gashes.
"What is your name?" Malik asked.
Shade looked at him, the colour returning to her cheeks. "Shade, Shade Sprite," she said quietly.
"I am Malik Ishtar, boy Pharaoh," he replied.
"Now I suppose that you were sent here to kill me?" He drawled. "Do you know the penalty?" he said in a deadly hiss.
Shade nodded slowly, a lone tear slipped down her face. "But please, give this to my family with my regards," she held out her pendant.
"Shade…Has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?" Malik continued. "You know what, I like-" he paused on the word. "You. You will stay her with me, as my servant." He finished.
"And who else would I be?!" the boy answered. Yanking on the chain, even harder again, sending Shade onto her back.
Shade let out a small whimper of pain, but sucked it in. She looked up at the tapered ceiling, tears now streaming down her pale face.
The boy, grinned, "Get up!" he commanded. With a sudden burst of energy, he started to pull Shade towards him.
Now Shade was being dragged towards the Pharaoh. 'I might as well stop struggling…' as she closed her eyes. Feeling her body slowly moving across the rough floor, remembering the death penalty for trying to kill the Pharaoh.
'I failed…' she thought, sadly.
Malik bent down, looking at Shade's face. He stood up and took the chain, and pulled her up by it.
Shade's lips gave a soft whimper of pain, feeling herself being pulled up by her neck, her fingers made a slight crunching sound. She could feel that her hands were now wet, 'Am I bleeding?'
1 Malik now looked at Shade, who was just a bit shorter than him. "Look at me…" he said slowly.
Shade looked away, eyes closed. Her lips light red, and strands of her hair blocking part of her face.
Malik reached out, bringing her face to look at his. He lifted her chin up with one finger. So that they were only inches away. "Look at me," he said a bit more harshly.
Shade slowly opened her eyes, only to meet Malik's head on.
"That's better," he said, looking intently at her eyes. "It seems you also have violet eyes…" he said.
Shade, looked away again, a slight tinge of colour appearing on her cheeks. 'Damn! What's happening?'
Malik shifted his position to face Shade this time.
Suddenly, he brought his face so that it was only millimeters away from hers. Her eyes fluttered opened with surprising, only to have Malik's lips brush against hers.
Every hair on Shade stood up on end. Using that moment as Shade was off guard, he slipped the chain off.
He broke off, breathing a bit heavily. Shade backed away, touching her lips with her right hand. Then she looked at her hands, flexing them. Thankfully they were not broken, just deep gashes had been made around her fingers and her palms. She shuddered as she looked at her once pale hands, now with hideous gashes.
"What is your name?" Malik asked.
Shade looked at him, the colour returning to her cheeks. "Shade, Shade Sprite," she said quietly.
"I am Malik Ishtar, boy Pharaoh," he replied.
"Now I suppose that you were sent here to kill me?" He drawled. "Do you know the penalty?" he said in a deadly hiss.
Shade nodded slowly, a lone tear slipped down her face. "But please, give this to my family with my regards," she held out her pendant.
"Shade…Has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?" Malik continued. "You know what, I like-" he paused on the word. "You. You will stay her with me, as my servant." He finished.