Jou: Hi everyone! I'm sorry it's taken so long for me to update... You see,
my yami wasn't all that delighted with the ending of the last chapter so
she found my papers and torched them. THEN I had to re-write the stories
and everything and then I had to re-type the stoopid things. Grrrrrmuffin.
Yes, stoopid is spelled with two O's for a reason! I just can't remember
why at the moment, but it was a good reason.
Aerin: NO IT WASN'T A GOOD REASON!!!! NOW TAKE DOWN THIS STUPID STORY AND GIVE ME THE PAPERS!!!! JUST YOU WAIT UNTIL I GET MY HANDS ON YOU, YOU JUVENILLE DELINQUINT!!!
Jou: Why, thank you! I've never been so flattered in my life. Finally, someone has seen my true worth. I am so very touched. To all of those who reviewed, thank you!!! You are wonderful! You will be favored! Can you tell I'm a wee bit British? Really, though, I'm Welsh and royal too. And, duh, I have some Egyptian in me... Anyway, on to the story before Aerin can delete it again.
Yami glanced out the window nervously. It had been quite a while since his cousin had run out into the night and the dark was only penetrated by the moon and stars. A cold voice caught him unawares, and almost made him jump. He turned around to see a priest a dark sapphire robe that matched his eyes, and dark chocolatey brown hair that fell into his face, making him look even further attractive. Seth.
Seth, though he was a High Priest, he had a cold heart, and a harsh toung that could crush nearly anyone's will. But he had a nice body, not to mention many muscles, and was very, very good looking. So despite his mean ways, Seth was constantly being fawned over by girls. Seth repeated his question with one of his widely known trademark smirks "Where is your cousin, Pharaoh? I had been planning on having the pleasure of meeting your honored relative during tonight's social."
"Prince Irrylath, my cousin, was feeling a bit ill earlier, so he decided to go to bed early." Yami answered coolly. "I have no doubt that your wish will be granted at tomorrow's ball."
"Oh, yes." Seth returned with false concern. "What will people say when the prince doesn't show up for the ball that was prepared in his honor? It will be quite the uproar. His Highness had better be there if he wishes to avoid talk."
"I assure you that he will be there." Yami said, then turning to another person that was trying to get his attention: King Arnyas. "How has the evening been for you, King Arnyas? Good, I most certainly hope."
Smiling sadly, he responded "As good a time I could ever have without my precious daughter. You know, Pharaoh, I somehow get the feeling that my Aerin is not dead and that she is actually a lot closer than you or I could imagine."
Seth and Yami did something they hadn't done in a very long time: they agreed on something. Both Pharaoh and High Priest just stared at the King as though he had cracked. Perhaps King Arnyas had entered the stage of second infancy. Maybe that was it, the younger men told each other in a side-glance.
Obviously, the elder King understood what their glances meant and told them flat out "No, I am not crazy. I am perfectly fine in that department, and though I may be older then you, I am most definitely sane, thank you very much. I just have a strong feeling that before long, I will reunited with my jewel."
Yami could only say "I pray that your hopes and feelings will not play you false in such a delicate a matter. And it would be a pleasure to finally award you the honors that you are so worthy of receiving." Then he walked away, leaving behind him both King Arnyas and Seth.
The party was only a few minutes from being over, and Irry had still not returned from his nightly stroll. Yami was now definitely getting worried about his cousin. Now the party was done, so Yami could do something about it. Walking over to a servant, he touched her hand. As she turned to face him, Yami tried to remember her name. Anni? Annz? Anzu? That was it, Anzu.
"Yes, my Pharaoh? How may I be of service to you?" Anzu asked, lowering her eyes respectively, not looking him in the eye. This was a pity, Yami thought, a picture of her big warm blue eyes coming to mind.
"Yes, there is." Yami answered, clearing his throat. "My cousin is..."
But Anzu cut him off with an answer to his unasked question. "I met His Highness Prince Irrylath as he was leaving the palace. He was going towards the gardens, and last time that I saw him was him taking a rest under a tree on the bank of the Nile branch."
"Thank you, Anzu." When she heard him say her name, Anzu's head jerked up and she gave him a questioning look. "Yes, Anzu, I know your name. Is that bad, according to the standards someone else has given you?" The last bit was sarcastic, but Anzu didn't seem to know that.
However, Yami did not realize that she did not get the joke until tears had sprung into her eyes, and had started to spill over the edge. "I'm sorry, your majesty. Permission to leave?" But she didn't even wait for him to say she could leave. If she had, then she wouldn't be sprinting away down the hall.
Now Yami felt awful. He had made Anzu cry. Ra, was he ever stupid! Why could he not just leave that to Seth, as he usually did?
*****Back Outside*****
Irry stood up quickly, scouring the other bank with his eyes. Yes, there was the shadow figure, almost directly opposite from him. But, what was happening to him? He was being pulled out into the current! And he wasn't doing a very good job at fighting it. At all.
Doing something he thought was very stupid, Irrylath pulled off his royal robe, dived into the water and swam over to the floundering man. Putting his arm around the other's waist, Irry stoked back to shore. It was only after that that he realized that the man he had saved wasn't a man. It was a woman. Moreover, all she had on was a thin, white silk underdress. Coming to think about it, he wasn't wearing very much either, just a wrap.
The girl was soaked to the bone and shivering like mad. Irrylath picked up his robe and draped it around her shoulders. It seemed to help her some, but not all that much. Taking a good look at her, Irry couldn't believe that she was any older than he was, most likely younger. She had long dark hair and deep eyes of some colour, but there wasn't enough light to tell which. And she was incredibly small.
"Thank you" she whispered in a voice so quiet that he barely heard it at all. "Why did you do that? You could have drowned yourself."
"Because I'm not a heartless monster that has no conscience." Irrylath replied in a somewhat louder voice then she had used. "What is your name and why were you in the river in the first place?" he inquired.
"My name is Aerin, and I don't think I'm going to tell you exactly why I was in the river." The girl answered, blushing. "What's your name?"
"Irry" he responded without thinking about how appropriate it would be to have a commoner call him by his first name, let alone his private nickname. "Where do you live? Where is your family?"
However, Aerin didn't look up to answering a bunch of questions. She had gotten a distant look in her eyes, and she was starting to sway back and forth. Irry changed his question to can you walk? In an answer to which Aerin took a feeble step, then began to fall over.
Taking this as a no to that, Irrylath picked her up and started towards the palace. Aerin fell asleep on the way, and Irry decided to see if Anzu could help him. Finding her by pure accident, Anzu agreed to help at once. She felt Aerin's forehead and declared that the girl had a terrible fever.
Anzu told him to follow her, then turned around and walked off in another direction. It was that Irry realized that Anzu had been crying. However, he wasn't able to ask her what the matter was for all the questions that she was asking him about how he had found Aerin.
Then, for some reason unknown even unto himself, Irry said "Please don't tell anyone about her. Not if you can help it. Please."
Anzu looked at him strangely then slowly agreed to his pleads. She had him lie Aerin down on a soft bed in one of the rooms only servants knew about. Anzu then ushered him out of the room, telling him that his cousin was looking for him, and yes, she would come and get him if there were any changes in Aerin's condition.
With a final look at the closed door, Irry set off to find his cousin.
Jou: Did you like it? HEH? WHAT DID YOU SAY?!!? Will you please review? PLEASE?! But thank you so much to those of you who did review. ^_^ You make me happy. Aerin had to be put in a straight jacket and locked away somewhere.
Aerin: *in background* WHY IN THE NAME OF RA DID YOU PUT ME IN THIS STUPID STORY?! I WAS LIVING A GOOD LIFE UNTIL YOU PULLED THAT STUNT!
Jou: Strange. She doesn't usually get this worked up about being in my stories. Aerin's in all of my ancient Egypt ones, which is a whole bunch. And really, I don't think she really minds that much about being found by Irry...
Aerin: *blushing furiously* Yes I do.
Jou: Well, good-bye until next time! Please R+R. Please? For me? ^_^ Thanks!
Aerin: NO IT WASN'T A GOOD REASON!!!! NOW TAKE DOWN THIS STUPID STORY AND GIVE ME THE PAPERS!!!! JUST YOU WAIT UNTIL I GET MY HANDS ON YOU, YOU JUVENILLE DELINQUINT!!!
Jou: Why, thank you! I've never been so flattered in my life. Finally, someone has seen my true worth. I am so very touched. To all of those who reviewed, thank you!!! You are wonderful! You will be favored! Can you tell I'm a wee bit British? Really, though, I'm Welsh and royal too. And, duh, I have some Egyptian in me... Anyway, on to the story before Aerin can delete it again.
Yami glanced out the window nervously. It had been quite a while since his cousin had run out into the night and the dark was only penetrated by the moon and stars. A cold voice caught him unawares, and almost made him jump. He turned around to see a priest a dark sapphire robe that matched his eyes, and dark chocolatey brown hair that fell into his face, making him look even further attractive. Seth.
Seth, though he was a High Priest, he had a cold heart, and a harsh toung that could crush nearly anyone's will. But he had a nice body, not to mention many muscles, and was very, very good looking. So despite his mean ways, Seth was constantly being fawned over by girls. Seth repeated his question with one of his widely known trademark smirks "Where is your cousin, Pharaoh? I had been planning on having the pleasure of meeting your honored relative during tonight's social."
"Prince Irrylath, my cousin, was feeling a bit ill earlier, so he decided to go to bed early." Yami answered coolly. "I have no doubt that your wish will be granted at tomorrow's ball."
"Oh, yes." Seth returned with false concern. "What will people say when the prince doesn't show up for the ball that was prepared in his honor? It will be quite the uproar. His Highness had better be there if he wishes to avoid talk."
"I assure you that he will be there." Yami said, then turning to another person that was trying to get his attention: King Arnyas. "How has the evening been for you, King Arnyas? Good, I most certainly hope."
Smiling sadly, he responded "As good a time I could ever have without my precious daughter. You know, Pharaoh, I somehow get the feeling that my Aerin is not dead and that she is actually a lot closer than you or I could imagine."
Seth and Yami did something they hadn't done in a very long time: they agreed on something. Both Pharaoh and High Priest just stared at the King as though he had cracked. Perhaps King Arnyas had entered the stage of second infancy. Maybe that was it, the younger men told each other in a side-glance.
Obviously, the elder King understood what their glances meant and told them flat out "No, I am not crazy. I am perfectly fine in that department, and though I may be older then you, I am most definitely sane, thank you very much. I just have a strong feeling that before long, I will reunited with my jewel."
Yami could only say "I pray that your hopes and feelings will not play you false in such a delicate a matter. And it would be a pleasure to finally award you the honors that you are so worthy of receiving." Then he walked away, leaving behind him both King Arnyas and Seth.
The party was only a few minutes from being over, and Irry had still not returned from his nightly stroll. Yami was now definitely getting worried about his cousin. Now the party was done, so Yami could do something about it. Walking over to a servant, he touched her hand. As she turned to face him, Yami tried to remember her name. Anni? Annz? Anzu? That was it, Anzu.
"Yes, my Pharaoh? How may I be of service to you?" Anzu asked, lowering her eyes respectively, not looking him in the eye. This was a pity, Yami thought, a picture of her big warm blue eyes coming to mind.
"Yes, there is." Yami answered, clearing his throat. "My cousin is..."
But Anzu cut him off with an answer to his unasked question. "I met His Highness Prince Irrylath as he was leaving the palace. He was going towards the gardens, and last time that I saw him was him taking a rest under a tree on the bank of the Nile branch."
"Thank you, Anzu." When she heard him say her name, Anzu's head jerked up and she gave him a questioning look. "Yes, Anzu, I know your name. Is that bad, according to the standards someone else has given you?" The last bit was sarcastic, but Anzu didn't seem to know that.
However, Yami did not realize that she did not get the joke until tears had sprung into her eyes, and had started to spill over the edge. "I'm sorry, your majesty. Permission to leave?" But she didn't even wait for him to say she could leave. If she had, then she wouldn't be sprinting away down the hall.
Now Yami felt awful. He had made Anzu cry. Ra, was he ever stupid! Why could he not just leave that to Seth, as he usually did?
*****Back Outside*****
Irry stood up quickly, scouring the other bank with his eyes. Yes, there was the shadow figure, almost directly opposite from him. But, what was happening to him? He was being pulled out into the current! And he wasn't doing a very good job at fighting it. At all.
Doing something he thought was very stupid, Irrylath pulled off his royal robe, dived into the water and swam over to the floundering man. Putting his arm around the other's waist, Irry stoked back to shore. It was only after that that he realized that the man he had saved wasn't a man. It was a woman. Moreover, all she had on was a thin, white silk underdress. Coming to think about it, he wasn't wearing very much either, just a wrap.
The girl was soaked to the bone and shivering like mad. Irrylath picked up his robe and draped it around her shoulders. It seemed to help her some, but not all that much. Taking a good look at her, Irry couldn't believe that she was any older than he was, most likely younger. She had long dark hair and deep eyes of some colour, but there wasn't enough light to tell which. And she was incredibly small.
"Thank you" she whispered in a voice so quiet that he barely heard it at all. "Why did you do that? You could have drowned yourself."
"Because I'm not a heartless monster that has no conscience." Irrylath replied in a somewhat louder voice then she had used. "What is your name and why were you in the river in the first place?" he inquired.
"My name is Aerin, and I don't think I'm going to tell you exactly why I was in the river." The girl answered, blushing. "What's your name?"
"Irry" he responded without thinking about how appropriate it would be to have a commoner call him by his first name, let alone his private nickname. "Where do you live? Where is your family?"
However, Aerin didn't look up to answering a bunch of questions. She had gotten a distant look in her eyes, and she was starting to sway back and forth. Irry changed his question to can you walk? In an answer to which Aerin took a feeble step, then began to fall over.
Taking this as a no to that, Irrylath picked her up and started towards the palace. Aerin fell asleep on the way, and Irry decided to see if Anzu could help him. Finding her by pure accident, Anzu agreed to help at once. She felt Aerin's forehead and declared that the girl had a terrible fever.
Anzu told him to follow her, then turned around and walked off in another direction. It was that Irry realized that Anzu had been crying. However, he wasn't able to ask her what the matter was for all the questions that she was asking him about how he had found Aerin.
Then, for some reason unknown even unto himself, Irry said "Please don't tell anyone about her. Not if you can help it. Please."
Anzu looked at him strangely then slowly agreed to his pleads. She had him lie Aerin down on a soft bed in one of the rooms only servants knew about. Anzu then ushered him out of the room, telling him that his cousin was looking for him, and yes, she would come and get him if there were any changes in Aerin's condition.
With a final look at the closed door, Irry set off to find his cousin.
Jou: Did you like it? HEH? WHAT DID YOU SAY?!!? Will you please review? PLEASE?! But thank you so much to those of you who did review. ^_^ You make me happy. Aerin had to be put in a straight jacket and locked away somewhere.
Aerin: *in background* WHY IN THE NAME OF RA DID YOU PUT ME IN THIS STUPID STORY?! I WAS LIVING A GOOD LIFE UNTIL YOU PULLED THAT STUNT!
Jou: Strange. She doesn't usually get this worked up about being in my stories. Aerin's in all of my ancient Egypt ones, which is a whole bunch. And really, I don't think she really minds that much about being found by Irry...
Aerin: *blushing furiously* Yes I do.
Jou: Well, good-bye until next time! Please R+R. Please? For me? ^_^ Thanks!