Chapter 3
Reminiscences of Days Long Gone
Yami sat in his dark soul room with his knees drawn up to his chin, rocking back and forth. His red-violet glazed over in deep concentration...
~FLASHBACK~
"Pharaoh... Sire...Yugioh!!" Yugioh startled out of his reverie looked up at his chief advisor and mentor, "huh?" the young Pharaoh asked bored. "I was saying that it is nearly time to get ready for the banquet" his mentor replied, Yugioh rolled his eyes clearly uninterested "right the banquet.... boy I have no other IMPORTANT things to do while I am at the banquet" he said his words figuratively dripping sarcasm. His mentor sighed profoundly "sire, Egypt asks and needs an heir--...." "What are you talking about Kuleptii!! I am only 16!! I have all the time in the world to choose a queen. Why is it that I have to be rushed so?!" Yugioh shouted frustrated at him, his red-violet eyes flashing. With a glower the young king looked around at his surroundings; they were in the beautiful palace gardens. They sat in cool shade that protected them from the uncompromising Egyptian sun. They were seated besides a water pool. Multi coloured lotus blossoms decorated the mirror-still water. Kuleptii sighed again; he knew full well the King's arrogant behaviour and bad temper, for he knew the young man for sixteen years. Yes, sixteen long, long years. When Yugioh saw the look on his oldest friend's face, he reluctantly softened, he heaved a weighty sigh that only kings could; the one that hinted much displeasure at a situation or a certain someone "Fine.. I'll go.." Kuleptii's tanned face brightened "thank you sire, you won't be disappointed!" 'Humph! That's what you think..' Yugioh glowered silently as the short man that was his adviser ambled away.
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Unbearably bored Yugioh sat on his highly decorated throne in the vast throne room; the chamber was lit up with torches that gave it a warm glow, and decorated with red banners on the gold coated walls. A table was loaded with all sorts of food; such as bananas, grapes, game storks, extravagant wines from all corners of Egypt, rich camel's milk, and much, much more. All kinds of people were milling about underfoot his throne, ranging from his twelve advisors to noble men and women, to the dancing girls to the least important servant. This was the before-banquet-party and Kuleptii tried in vain to gather some entertainment that would perhaps please the King even a little bit. When he saw the Pharaoh on the throne with a glazed over I-wish-I-could-be-anywhere-but-here look in his eyes, he motioned frantically to the female dancers to start their very exotic dance. The Pharaoh's violet eyes briefly flicked over to the dancers, he exhaled noisily, annoyed and stared straight ahead once again, 'I have more important things to do' he edgily thought as his mind drifted off to the mysterious Millennium Puzzle that his father, the former Pharaoh had passed on to him. He looked down on the item that lay on his chest. He knew that is was powerful---very powerful. But only his father knew the secrets of the item. He was to pass the knowledge on to the next in line his son, Yugioh. But his father the great Pharaoh was tragically killed in a freak conflict with Syrian princes. He never got the chance to pass on the wisdom. But recently Yugioh unintentionally uncovered some papyrus that he discovered behind a loose wedge in the south corridor. The papyrus held some answers to the mystery of his item; it also indicated that the puzzle wasn't the only item out there, there were seven. And each and every one of them had a magical property of its own, and when they are all assembled together they apparently gave the owner great supremacy. Distracted he looked up from his deep thoughts when the guards parted to admit seventeen ladies fresh out of the convent and ready to be married. They were all pretty but nothing outstanding, with the standard glossy black hair, honey brown eyes and tanned flesh that all Egyptians had, him being a rare exception. Prodded by Kuleptii the young king grudgingly went down to introduce himself to the women.
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"Hee, hee, heeeee!!" a tall girl drunkenly giggled as she clung onto Yugioh's arm obviously liking the not-so-funny joke Yugioh had repeated for her and other silly girls for the eleventh time that night. Irritated and very thirsty, he politely excused himself and headed to the marble slab where all the food was spread out. He reached for some fruit as he watched the room with luke-warm interest; he was very frustrated and worn-out. He was sipping on some exquisite red wine to quench his parched throat when a voice spoke "so King Yugioh, are you enjoying yourself?" he turned to look at the person who spoke to him, his jaw dropped "KaRaah?!" he asked incredulously, "the one and only" she replied with a beautiful knowing smile. He eyed her astonished to see his childhood friend again, he immediately noted her slender generous curves that her dress tried unsuccessfully to mask, radiant, creamy-white skin, glossy lush cobalt black hair with streaks of silver and gold flowing past her hips, a voluptuous bust that made Yugioh sweat with thoughts that a king should not have, curved cherry-red lips, a rosy blush that glowed healthily in her cheeks, and eyes that he could never forget. Her eyes were thousands of rainbows continually churning with each passing moment. Her eyes had always enchanted him, even when they were small children playing in the imperial gardens. She fixed lime green eyes that dazzled with warmth and love that only a childhood friend could have, on him. "You have changed" she said sincerely "so have you" he responded appreciatively eying her again, she smiled again this time a little sadly "well the convent will do that to you" Yugioh knew what she meant. Seven years ago KaRaah was sent to the convent, a place where noble girls were sent to train to become priestesses or socially proper women, it was a very sad time for both of them; for they mutually lost a best friend---each other. "Yeah...." he murmured. He quickly changed the topic and they stood there by the banquet table talking for the rest of night, laughing and remembering their childhood days. A while later into their serious conversation about the politics of the past, a priest came to fetch KaRaah, he was tall with chestnut brown hair that hung a little in his frosty azure blue eyes; he was very handsome. He was Sethan, the newly selected high priest. Yugioh smiled majestically at Sethan, for he remembered when Sethan was presented to him as the new high priest, but he only got a chilly reception in return. Sethan then turned to KaRaah "It's time to go back to the temple" he said unemotionally, she nodded in agreement and was about to oblige when Yugioh gazed at her questionably. She heaved a sigh and murmured, "I'm training to be a priestess" when Yugioh heard what she had just whispered his world fell crashing down around him. "What?!" he choked out clearly distressed. Sethan's cold sapphire eyes narrowed on him "you heard her, she is reserved to serve the Gods" he said coolly and calmly, his azure eyes flashing protectively, KaRaah gazed at Yugioh with remorseful brilliant gold eyes. But the Pharaoh hurt and ignoring her stunning eyes, put on a chilly exterior and casually replied, "I hope that you serve the Gods well. I bid you good night priestess" he bowed curtly and mockingly to KaRaah and without another word, he grandly walked off to converse with a short exotic beauty across the room. Upset KaRaah looked after the Pharaoh, but then Sethan lightly nudged her arm and gently insisted on them to leave. She looked up at him and with a quick glance at Yugioh she turned up her nose and strolled out of the throne room with Sethan; his arm draped around her shoulders. The king watched them leave, his heart breaking. He couldn't take it anymore and all of a sudden he felt like the large room was closing in on him. He retired from the throne room and retreated to the safety of his chambers.
~END FLASHBACK~
Yami snapped out of his memories back into the cold reality that was his soul room 'That was the first time I fell in love with her....' Yami thought forlornly. He sighed miserably and a shudder went through his body and he exhaustedly buried his head in his arms....
Don't worry folks things will pick up! I hope you liked this one! I am right now working on the next Chapter! Oooh this is gonna be great! But let this be a forewarning this story instalment will be a lot darker then the first instalment! Yeah lots of killing, blood, ummm... you-know-what, and so on.
-magick-angel
Yami sat in his dark soul room with his knees drawn up to his chin, rocking back and forth. His red-violet glazed over in deep concentration...
~FLASHBACK~
"Pharaoh... Sire...Yugioh!!" Yugioh startled out of his reverie looked up at his chief advisor and mentor, "huh?" the young Pharaoh asked bored. "I was saying that it is nearly time to get ready for the banquet" his mentor replied, Yugioh rolled his eyes clearly uninterested "right the banquet.... boy I have no other IMPORTANT things to do while I am at the banquet" he said his words figuratively dripping sarcasm. His mentor sighed profoundly "sire, Egypt asks and needs an heir--...." "What are you talking about Kuleptii!! I am only 16!! I have all the time in the world to choose a queen. Why is it that I have to be rushed so?!" Yugioh shouted frustrated at him, his red-violet eyes flashing. With a glower the young king looked around at his surroundings; they were in the beautiful palace gardens. They sat in cool shade that protected them from the uncompromising Egyptian sun. They were seated besides a water pool. Multi coloured lotus blossoms decorated the mirror-still water. Kuleptii sighed again; he knew full well the King's arrogant behaviour and bad temper, for he knew the young man for sixteen years. Yes, sixteen long, long years. When Yugioh saw the look on his oldest friend's face, he reluctantly softened, he heaved a weighty sigh that only kings could; the one that hinted much displeasure at a situation or a certain someone "Fine.. I'll go.." Kuleptii's tanned face brightened "thank you sire, you won't be disappointed!" 'Humph! That's what you think..' Yugioh glowered silently as the short man that was his adviser ambled away.
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Unbearably bored Yugioh sat on his highly decorated throne in the vast throne room; the chamber was lit up with torches that gave it a warm glow, and decorated with red banners on the gold coated walls. A table was loaded with all sorts of food; such as bananas, grapes, game storks, extravagant wines from all corners of Egypt, rich camel's milk, and much, much more. All kinds of people were milling about underfoot his throne, ranging from his twelve advisors to noble men and women, to the dancing girls to the least important servant. This was the before-banquet-party and Kuleptii tried in vain to gather some entertainment that would perhaps please the King even a little bit. When he saw the Pharaoh on the throne with a glazed over I-wish-I-could-be-anywhere-but-here look in his eyes, he motioned frantically to the female dancers to start their very exotic dance. The Pharaoh's violet eyes briefly flicked over to the dancers, he exhaled noisily, annoyed and stared straight ahead once again, 'I have more important things to do' he edgily thought as his mind drifted off to the mysterious Millennium Puzzle that his father, the former Pharaoh had passed on to him. He looked down on the item that lay on his chest. He knew that is was powerful---very powerful. But only his father knew the secrets of the item. He was to pass the knowledge on to the next in line his son, Yugioh. But his father the great Pharaoh was tragically killed in a freak conflict with Syrian princes. He never got the chance to pass on the wisdom. But recently Yugioh unintentionally uncovered some papyrus that he discovered behind a loose wedge in the south corridor. The papyrus held some answers to the mystery of his item; it also indicated that the puzzle wasn't the only item out there, there were seven. And each and every one of them had a magical property of its own, and when they are all assembled together they apparently gave the owner great supremacy. Distracted he looked up from his deep thoughts when the guards parted to admit seventeen ladies fresh out of the convent and ready to be married. They were all pretty but nothing outstanding, with the standard glossy black hair, honey brown eyes and tanned flesh that all Egyptians had, him being a rare exception. Prodded by Kuleptii the young king grudgingly went down to introduce himself to the women.
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"Hee, hee, heeeee!!" a tall girl drunkenly giggled as she clung onto Yugioh's arm obviously liking the not-so-funny joke Yugioh had repeated for her and other silly girls for the eleventh time that night. Irritated and very thirsty, he politely excused himself and headed to the marble slab where all the food was spread out. He reached for some fruit as he watched the room with luke-warm interest; he was very frustrated and worn-out. He was sipping on some exquisite red wine to quench his parched throat when a voice spoke "so King Yugioh, are you enjoying yourself?" he turned to look at the person who spoke to him, his jaw dropped "KaRaah?!" he asked incredulously, "the one and only" she replied with a beautiful knowing smile. He eyed her astonished to see his childhood friend again, he immediately noted her slender generous curves that her dress tried unsuccessfully to mask, radiant, creamy-white skin, glossy lush cobalt black hair with streaks of silver and gold flowing past her hips, a voluptuous bust that made Yugioh sweat with thoughts that a king should not have, curved cherry-red lips, a rosy blush that glowed healthily in her cheeks, and eyes that he could never forget. Her eyes were thousands of rainbows continually churning with each passing moment. Her eyes had always enchanted him, even when they were small children playing in the imperial gardens. She fixed lime green eyes that dazzled with warmth and love that only a childhood friend could have, on him. "You have changed" she said sincerely "so have you" he responded appreciatively eying her again, she smiled again this time a little sadly "well the convent will do that to you" Yugioh knew what she meant. Seven years ago KaRaah was sent to the convent, a place where noble girls were sent to train to become priestesses or socially proper women, it was a very sad time for both of them; for they mutually lost a best friend---each other. "Yeah...." he murmured. He quickly changed the topic and they stood there by the banquet table talking for the rest of night, laughing and remembering their childhood days. A while later into their serious conversation about the politics of the past, a priest came to fetch KaRaah, he was tall with chestnut brown hair that hung a little in his frosty azure blue eyes; he was very handsome. He was Sethan, the newly selected high priest. Yugioh smiled majestically at Sethan, for he remembered when Sethan was presented to him as the new high priest, but he only got a chilly reception in return. Sethan then turned to KaRaah "It's time to go back to the temple" he said unemotionally, she nodded in agreement and was about to oblige when Yugioh gazed at her questionably. She heaved a sigh and murmured, "I'm training to be a priestess" when Yugioh heard what she had just whispered his world fell crashing down around him. "What?!" he choked out clearly distressed. Sethan's cold sapphire eyes narrowed on him "you heard her, she is reserved to serve the Gods" he said coolly and calmly, his azure eyes flashing protectively, KaRaah gazed at Yugioh with remorseful brilliant gold eyes. But the Pharaoh hurt and ignoring her stunning eyes, put on a chilly exterior and casually replied, "I hope that you serve the Gods well. I bid you good night priestess" he bowed curtly and mockingly to KaRaah and without another word, he grandly walked off to converse with a short exotic beauty across the room. Upset KaRaah looked after the Pharaoh, but then Sethan lightly nudged her arm and gently insisted on them to leave. She looked up at him and with a quick glance at Yugioh she turned up her nose and strolled out of the throne room with Sethan; his arm draped around her shoulders. The king watched them leave, his heart breaking. He couldn't take it anymore and all of a sudden he felt like the large room was closing in on him. He retired from the throne room and retreated to the safety of his chambers.
~END FLASHBACK~
Yami snapped out of his memories back into the cold reality that was his soul room 'That was the first time I fell in love with her....' Yami thought forlornly. He sighed miserably and a shudder went through his body and he exhaustedly buried his head in his arms....
Don't worry folks things will pick up! I hope you liked this one! I am right now working on the next Chapter! Oooh this is gonna be great! But let this be a forewarning this story instalment will be a lot darker then the first instalment! Yeah lots of killing, blood, ummm... you-know-what, and so on.
-magick-angel