'You've what?'

'You heard.'

'I don't not allow you do so, I will not let you choose her as a wife.'

'Malik!'

'What! I didn't say anything!'

'I did.' Yami's father stepped out from behind a statute. 'I don't not approve of this. You are supposed to marry a princess! Not a commoner.'

'I suppose I will leave and let you continue with your bickering then, Pharaoh,' Malik quietly said.

'You Stay Right were you are!' Duke cried.

Malik, shaking with fear obeyed.

'She's not a commoner Father!'

'She's a girl who does not know her place.'

'Father!'

'I will make it so that you won't like her Yami. I will banish her!'

'And I won't let you do so, because I am tired of your constant bickering about marrying. I have told you, and I won't say it again, I will not marry a princess because of her rank, I will only marry someone I love.' Yami yelled.

'You are a disgrace my son! You are a total disgrace to the family name!'

'How am I a disgrace Father? You are the disgrace. Look in the mirror, what do you see? A old man no better then a peasant.' Fuming Yami slammed the door to his chambers.

Malik stood there, still shocked.

'You will not repeat this conversation to anyone Malik, or she'll pay.' Duke ordered.

'Yes Majesty,' Malik's voice cracked.

'What are you gawking at! Be gone!' Duke screamed at Malik.

'Yes Majesty,' Malik said and walked out of the room quietly. He walked up to his room and flopped onto his pallet. 'Dear Ra!' He continued staring at the ceiling. Meanwhile, Yami opened the door, and walked in the direction of Isis's room.

'Yami! Where do you think you're going!' Duke yelled at Yami.

'To confess my love. And you can not stop me.'

Malik, was interrupted by a servant girl.

'Honored one, Mistress Mai told me you had two scratches down your face.'

'That would be true.'

'I am here to make sure that the scratches are not infected.'

'Whatever,'

Meanwhile, Isis woke up with a start in her room. When she realized that she was perfectly fine, she got up and washed her face. As she dried her face, she thought of the pharaoh. Damn he's so cute! Those purple eyes! If I didn't know myself any better, I've taken a liking to him! Well, he'll never like me. She thought and shook her head. She heard a knock on the door. 'Coming.' She said, replying to the knock. She opened the door, and saw Yami. 'Pharaoh! It is a pleasure to meet you!' she cried.

'Uh, it's Yami.' he started.

'Um, do you want some water?' she asked.

'Water would be wonderful,' he replied.

Isis closed her eyes again, and concentrated on a flask of water, and when she opened her eyes, she had a flask of water in her hand, which she handed to Yami, who's jaw dropped.

'So, is that, um, what your earrings do?' he asked, when he found his voice.

'Well, Yes, I didn't know until today,'

'Oh, I see, well um,' he said while he looked at the floor.

'Um, yes?' Isis got the butterflies-in-your-stomach feeling.

He looked at her straight in the eye, 'I um, love you.'