Chapter 8

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"Well, well, well, what all this? No one expected to see you again, at least not until after we fought Egypt and won of course. So your perfect marriage wasn't so perfect if at a hint of going to war your husband throws you out like old garbage now is it?" a guard yelled into Abnore's face. She had just left Egypt's port 3 hours ago, but she had been gagged with a cloth, her eyes had been covered, and her bounds were so tight that they cut into her frail skin. She had been kicked, slapped, spat at, and yelled at since she came aboard ship. Her back, arms, and legs were blue and purple from bruises. They tried to make her cry, but all they got out of her was a whimper.

"Do you think the pharaoh will remain loyal to his wedding vows? To him you are dead, or at least as good as dead by now. He could remarry oh I don't know, your friend from the market, Niang. She is just as educated as you, and their children would be beautiful, maybe even more so than if you had conceived with Yami." The head sailor replied.

Still their spiteful comments did not arouse any reaction from Abnore'.

"That's it, I've had enough, since she's not reacting, and our boss once her back alive, let's leave her alone until we get to shore but watch her like a hawk. She's a tricky one. If you loose her, you'll pay with your heads." With one last kick in Abnore's back, the captain left.

Abnore' whimpered and then fell into unconsciousness.

"Seto, Seto get up! Look at this!" Yami shouted into Seto's ear. Yami still hadn't found out that Seto was apart of the Spanish government finding out where Abnore' was. Although things had been different for a lack of a better word between them lately, Yami believed Seto was one of the few people he could trust who would know what to do.

Seto's eyes shot open, "What?" he asked irritably.

"Read it!" Yami demanded.

Seto looked at the papyrus:

Dearest Yami,

I'm writing this note because if I tried to leave while you were awake you would have stopped me and I cannot in good conscious let you do that. I have chosen to give myself up rather than risk the lives of thousands, for I am but one person and your judgment is flawed when it comes to me. I have left you my necklace and the rest of my things for you to remember me by. Always remember that I never stopped loving you. I'll see you in my reincarnated life.

Your darling wife,

Abnore'

"She what?" Seto yelled.

"Can we go now, she's probably almost to Spain now." Joey yelled impulsively.

"What are you doing here dog?" Seto demanded.

"I'm here to help Yami get Abnore' back." Joey spat back.

"You want to go in without a strategy? That's insane! We need to devise a plan with the least amount of risks involved." Seto stated.

"By the time we do that she could be dead." Yami interjected.

"Can we at least have this fight on a boat headed to Spain?" Seto asked. The three men headed to the harbor.

"Wake up, wake up!" a callous voice shouted. Abnore' opened her eyes to find that she was strapped to a bed. Her wrists and ankles were tied with a thick, coarse rope. She didn't feel as if she were moving, so she deducted that she was on land. Her eyes were uncovered now, and so was her mouth, although it did her little good. The room she was in was very dark; the only light was the lantern in the hand of a dark brutish silhouette, and a tiny candle on the wall.

"Good, you're up. If it makes you feel better you'll die within two hours. You won't get a last meal, that's a waste of food. It brings me so much joy to tell you your gonna go slowly."

The man traced his pointer finger up and down her stomach, "To bad such a pretty thing as you has to die." The man said.

"Can't this thing go any faster?" Joey yelled. They seemed to be moving in slow motion. Joey disliked the idea of bringing Seto along. Although Joey knew that Yami trusted Seto, Joey just couldn't. There was just something about Seto that was unnerving to Joey. He had this haughty attitude that he was better than everyone. It was humid day, and they were sitting on the boat in blistering heat. One thing was on everyone's mind, Abnore's fate. Would they get there on time?

"Land, land!" Seto yelled. Everyone prepared himself or herself to rush off the boat.

"Your time is up wench," the dark silhouette yelled. It had left her to spend her last hour alone. Four more silhouettes appeared, grabbing the binds that held her beaten body to the bed. One of them picked her up roughly and carried her out slowly. After walking for about a half a mile, they were greeted with a very bright light and a booming voice.

"Abnore' you will now repent for your father's sins. You are sentenced to death by venomous snakes. This is to be carried out in one minute. Prepare the snake pit." The judge informed her.

The walked her to the pit, taking off the shackles that bound her, pushed her in and closed the wooden door. Abnore' looked around and found no snakes. Just then she noticed 2 wooden trap doors that opened vertically allowing the 2 Gaboon Vipers in one doorway and the 2 Indian Cobras in the other doorway to empty out into the pit. The snakes advanced on her quickly; one biting her on the neck, one on the thigh, another one on her stomach, and the last one bit her on her wrist. Her body soon fell limp to the ground, dieing a slow death. She died an hour after going into the pit, foam filling her mouth and her once dark eyes were now cloudy.

Once the snakes were rounded up, the body was brought up, back into the dark room that she had spent her last few hours.

"We have prosecuted her to the fullest extent of the law. Now, we have no use for her, so you can mail her back to her husband." the judge ordered the guards.

"There, there!" Yami yelled half relieved that he had finally found the building where they execute people. The three men entered quietly; there was an ominous feeling to the place. They wandered through the halls looking for anyone in charge. One guard noticed the men walking around, as he looked closer; he noticed that one of the men happened to be the Pharaoh.

"Are you here for your wife?" the man asked.

"Yes, yes I am." Yami replied. He realized that he should have been happy, but the man had a melancholy look on his face.

"Right this way," he ordered the men. The four of them headed into a very bright room; which led into a dark corridor. Everywhere they looked, they found holding cells.

"Is this some sort of a trick?" Seto asked the guard.

"Yeah, what's going on here?" Joey added. They went to the very end of the hall where they entered a cell with a person who appeared to be sleeping in it. Yami recognized the clothing and hair, rushing in to hug his wife. He noticed that she was eerily quiet. Then, even in the dim light, he noticed that she didn't seem to be breathing. He put his ear up to her mouth, and didn't hear a thing.

"She died about 30 minutes ago," the guard informed them. "You can take her home now." Everyone remained quiet. The three men and the Pharaoh's wife's corpse headed back to the ship heavy heartedly.