MEMOIRS OF A CONCUBINE
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I spent my entire day in complete distress. With Jasmine in The Field of Reeds, Jade out hunting water fowl, and my beloved Pharaoh STILL in the arms of that wretched woman Iris, I had no one but myself to keep me company. I attempted to seek some form of comfort as I played my wooden flute, but by nightfall I could bear my isolation no longer. In my desperation I decided to make haste to the Temple of Ra. When my litter arrived at the temple steps, I was greeted by the High Priest himself. The man was lean and quite tall in stature with quite a striking yet intimidating presence. He seemed to carry himself with such an air of confidence----or was it simply arrogance? I couldn't tell the difference. His cinnamon brown hair gently tossed against his forehead beneath his elaborate headdress. As he proceeded down the steps of the temple to receive me. I wondered to myself.......If the rumors had indeed been true concerning the former queen's affair with this man, I could definitely understand why! "Good evening Favored Lady. I am Seto, High Priest to the temple Ra." He said to me. Reaching for my hand to assist me from my litter he asked, "What brings you here at this hour?" Before I could even answer him our eyes met. His cerulean blue eyes seemed to penetrate my mind as if he already knew the reason for my visit. As cold and emotionless as his eyes seemed, there seemed to be a secret fire behind them. "Come", he whispered. "I can see that you are terribly distressed about many things and I only desire to help you." Without another word, the young Priest then assisted me from my litter and escorted me up the steps and into temple.
Once inside, I knelt down before the great statue of Ra to offer my prayers of distress along with three gold coins which I handed to Seto. He clasped them greedily within his fist and placed them on a small table adjacent to the altar. "Come now." He said as he gently lifted me to my feet. "Tell me, what troubles you so?" I was hesitant to speak. Should I tell him? I thought. Who else can I turn to? He is after all the Pharaoh's trusted vizier-----not to mention the High Priest of Ra. I rationalized. What other individual could understand matters such as mine? I decided to tell him-----but only in utmost privacy. He agreed and escorted me to a small dimly lit chamber behind the Great Statue where we both entered as he barred the door shut. Seto then motioned for me to sit as he approached a table and poured himself a cup of wine. The nauseating scent of myrrh permeated the entire chamber when the Priest lit some incense. As he swirled the pungent stick around the cup, I noticed that his eyes were closed yet his lips were moving. I couldn't exactly hear what he was saying, but from my observation it seemed as though he was reciting some sort of incantation. Seto then lifted the cup, carried it from the table and offered it to me. "Drink", he whispered. "Why?" I asked. "So that your true soul will be exposed and I can receive a full account of your distress without the clouding emotions of your heart as well as the deceptive rationalizations of your mind.", replied the Priest. Hesitantly, I took the cup. All the while I found myself believing in him-- --trusting in him-----hoping that he would help me find some solid answers to my haunting dream. Closing my eyes, I sipped the mystical "potion". I felt a liquid fire spill down into my throat----burning my entire body and senses numb. My vision blurred........until I was consumed by darkness.
I finally awoke to a severe pounding in my head. Groggily I sat up to examine my surroundings and I discovered the imposing figure of Seto looming in the doorway. "It appears to me that you are under a curse", he smirked. "A curse?" I said. "What do you mean?" The Priest casually approached me. "Oh I believe you know what I mean", he replied. "You see Lotus-----or shall I call you.......Neferure", My hand shot up to my mouth in surprise. The priest continued........"I know ALL your secrets! Your dream is a premonition of things to come------and he is coming to claim you for himself and he will not rest until he does!" "Please release me from this dreadful curse------whatever it is!" I begged. "Not so fast", replied the Priest. "I must admit that I credit your grandmother's ambition to become an educated woman. I would have desired the same had it been me. I certainly wouldn't have divulged the secret location of the Pharaoh's tomb as part of the bargain though." Yes, I can vaguely remember............
My grandmother was unhappily married to the Pharaoh's chief scribe and overseer to the construction of the pharaoh's tomb. She desired so much more than to be cloistered away as a miserable wife of a scribe. She shared with me one day that her dream was to learn the art of a scribe, to gain wisdom and knowledge to better herself and to be remembered. She approached her husband and asked him if he could teach her the art of glyph ciphering and script writing, but he merely refused saying: "It is forbidden for a woman to learn the occupation which is solely reserved for a man!" My grandmother told me the story of how one day while shopping in the marketplace, she was approached by an attractive young man who seemed to understand my grandmother's plight. She was instantaneously captivated by his charm and intelligence. He offered to teach my grandmother the art of a scribe------all for a nominal price of course. The price: information leading to the precise location of Pharaoh Thutmosis's tomb. My grandmother knew that she should have refused his offer, but her deepest desire of her heart had overpowered her. Night after night my grandmother and her mysterious teacher would meet in secret. It wasn't too long thereafter that word had spread throughout all of Egypt that the Pharaoh's tomb had been discovered and severely plundered.............
I was jolted back from my thoughts as the Priest sat down next to me. "There's more", he said, placing his hand upon my shoulder. "Simply witholding information concerning your grandmother's involvement with the tomb theft not only marks you as an accessory to the crime thus calling down the Pharonic Curse upon yourself, but it is also an act of treason against the Pharaoh whome you love." My heart began to ache with the thought of sharing this secret with Yami. I know that he would be completely devistated and I.........."But I can spare you from the dire consequenses of this dreadful curse, MY Favored Lady", said the Priest. "How then?", I asked. Seto seemed to find amusement with my pridicament. Stroking and toying with my hair, his cerulean gaze met mine. "Come and indulge my pleasures ------tonight in my bedchamber, and thereafter I shall lift the curse from you." I was appalled!!! "NEVER!", I gasped. Angrily, the priest withdrew his hand from me. "Very well then!", he sneered. "I shall reveal your secret to the Pharaoh myself!" My heart grew heavy once again with my dilema. I loved Yami! I cared nothing for Seto. Yet, if Yami discovered the truth the consequenses would simply be unbearable! I knew what I had to do. I gathered every ounce of boldness and strength I possesed, and fled from the temple! "Your beloved Pharaoh will know the truth before sunrise!-I assure you of that!" The Priest's words echoed in my mind as I raced down the temple steps and summoned my litter.
On the way back to the palace, there was a large comotion down by the river's banks. I commanded my litter bearers to halt so that I could go and investigate. I immedeately found Yami among the chaos of what was left of a hunting party. Apparantly Jade had been down by the river's edge hunting water fowl when she was struck down by a dagger in her chest! Attached to the dagger was another note in papari which read: "LOVE IS A DOUBLE-EDGED SWORD!" "Yami!" "Yami!" I shouted above the din of the comotion. "I must tell you something!" He heard me and his eyes narrowed as he approached me. "Are you going to finally tell me that you are responsible for the death of Jasmine---and now the death of Jade?" I gasped as Yami held out my gold bracelet which he had given to me during our first night together. "It was found right here next to her lifeless body." I was in complete shock as I wondered how in the name of Isis my bracelet had found it's way to Jade. "But Yami!" I pleaded. "It wasn't me! Don't you believe me?" Yami closed his eyes and lowered his head. "I don't know what to believe Lotus. I don't know if I can even trust you anymore." Seeing my beloved in this way was more than I could bear. In complete desperation I dropped to my knees and begged Yami to listen to me, but my pleas fell on deaf ears. He simply motioned for his guards and commanded them to take me away.
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Author's Note: The intrigue continues......ENJOY! Please Read and Review---- Thanks :0) NO, I don't own YGO or any of the characters.
I spent my entire day in complete distress. With Jasmine in The Field of Reeds, Jade out hunting water fowl, and my beloved Pharaoh STILL in the arms of that wretched woman Iris, I had no one but myself to keep me company. I attempted to seek some form of comfort as I played my wooden flute, but by nightfall I could bear my isolation no longer. In my desperation I decided to make haste to the Temple of Ra. When my litter arrived at the temple steps, I was greeted by the High Priest himself. The man was lean and quite tall in stature with quite a striking yet intimidating presence. He seemed to carry himself with such an air of confidence----or was it simply arrogance? I couldn't tell the difference. His cinnamon brown hair gently tossed against his forehead beneath his elaborate headdress. As he proceeded down the steps of the temple to receive me. I wondered to myself.......If the rumors had indeed been true concerning the former queen's affair with this man, I could definitely understand why! "Good evening Favored Lady. I am Seto, High Priest to the temple Ra." He said to me. Reaching for my hand to assist me from my litter he asked, "What brings you here at this hour?" Before I could even answer him our eyes met. His cerulean blue eyes seemed to penetrate my mind as if he already knew the reason for my visit. As cold and emotionless as his eyes seemed, there seemed to be a secret fire behind them. "Come", he whispered. "I can see that you are terribly distressed about many things and I only desire to help you." Without another word, the young Priest then assisted me from my litter and escorted me up the steps and into temple.
Once inside, I knelt down before the great statue of Ra to offer my prayers of distress along with three gold coins which I handed to Seto. He clasped them greedily within his fist and placed them on a small table adjacent to the altar. "Come now." He said as he gently lifted me to my feet. "Tell me, what troubles you so?" I was hesitant to speak. Should I tell him? I thought. Who else can I turn to? He is after all the Pharaoh's trusted vizier-----not to mention the High Priest of Ra. I rationalized. What other individual could understand matters such as mine? I decided to tell him-----but only in utmost privacy. He agreed and escorted me to a small dimly lit chamber behind the Great Statue where we both entered as he barred the door shut. Seto then motioned for me to sit as he approached a table and poured himself a cup of wine. The nauseating scent of myrrh permeated the entire chamber when the Priest lit some incense. As he swirled the pungent stick around the cup, I noticed that his eyes were closed yet his lips were moving. I couldn't exactly hear what he was saying, but from my observation it seemed as though he was reciting some sort of incantation. Seto then lifted the cup, carried it from the table and offered it to me. "Drink", he whispered. "Why?" I asked. "So that your true soul will be exposed and I can receive a full account of your distress without the clouding emotions of your heart as well as the deceptive rationalizations of your mind.", replied the Priest. Hesitantly, I took the cup. All the while I found myself believing in him-- --trusting in him-----hoping that he would help me find some solid answers to my haunting dream. Closing my eyes, I sipped the mystical "potion". I felt a liquid fire spill down into my throat----burning my entire body and senses numb. My vision blurred........until I was consumed by darkness.
I finally awoke to a severe pounding in my head. Groggily I sat up to examine my surroundings and I discovered the imposing figure of Seto looming in the doorway. "It appears to me that you are under a curse", he smirked. "A curse?" I said. "What do you mean?" The Priest casually approached me. "Oh I believe you know what I mean", he replied. "You see Lotus-----or shall I call you.......Neferure", My hand shot up to my mouth in surprise. The priest continued........"I know ALL your secrets! Your dream is a premonition of things to come------and he is coming to claim you for himself and he will not rest until he does!" "Please release me from this dreadful curse------whatever it is!" I begged. "Not so fast", replied the Priest. "I must admit that I credit your grandmother's ambition to become an educated woman. I would have desired the same had it been me. I certainly wouldn't have divulged the secret location of the Pharaoh's tomb as part of the bargain though." Yes, I can vaguely remember............
My grandmother was unhappily married to the Pharaoh's chief scribe and overseer to the construction of the pharaoh's tomb. She desired so much more than to be cloistered away as a miserable wife of a scribe. She shared with me one day that her dream was to learn the art of a scribe, to gain wisdom and knowledge to better herself and to be remembered. She approached her husband and asked him if he could teach her the art of glyph ciphering and script writing, but he merely refused saying: "It is forbidden for a woman to learn the occupation which is solely reserved for a man!" My grandmother told me the story of how one day while shopping in the marketplace, she was approached by an attractive young man who seemed to understand my grandmother's plight. She was instantaneously captivated by his charm and intelligence. He offered to teach my grandmother the art of a scribe------all for a nominal price of course. The price: information leading to the precise location of Pharaoh Thutmosis's tomb. My grandmother knew that she should have refused his offer, but her deepest desire of her heart had overpowered her. Night after night my grandmother and her mysterious teacher would meet in secret. It wasn't too long thereafter that word had spread throughout all of Egypt that the Pharaoh's tomb had been discovered and severely plundered.............
I was jolted back from my thoughts as the Priest sat down next to me. "There's more", he said, placing his hand upon my shoulder. "Simply witholding information concerning your grandmother's involvement with the tomb theft not only marks you as an accessory to the crime thus calling down the Pharonic Curse upon yourself, but it is also an act of treason against the Pharaoh whome you love." My heart began to ache with the thought of sharing this secret with Yami. I know that he would be completely devistated and I.........."But I can spare you from the dire consequenses of this dreadful curse, MY Favored Lady", said the Priest. "How then?", I asked. Seto seemed to find amusement with my pridicament. Stroking and toying with my hair, his cerulean gaze met mine. "Come and indulge my pleasures ------tonight in my bedchamber, and thereafter I shall lift the curse from you." I was appalled!!! "NEVER!", I gasped. Angrily, the priest withdrew his hand from me. "Very well then!", he sneered. "I shall reveal your secret to the Pharaoh myself!" My heart grew heavy once again with my dilema. I loved Yami! I cared nothing for Seto. Yet, if Yami discovered the truth the consequenses would simply be unbearable! I knew what I had to do. I gathered every ounce of boldness and strength I possesed, and fled from the temple! "Your beloved Pharaoh will know the truth before sunrise!-I assure you of that!" The Priest's words echoed in my mind as I raced down the temple steps and summoned my litter.
On the way back to the palace, there was a large comotion down by the river's banks. I commanded my litter bearers to halt so that I could go and investigate. I immedeately found Yami among the chaos of what was left of a hunting party. Apparantly Jade had been down by the river's edge hunting water fowl when she was struck down by a dagger in her chest! Attached to the dagger was another note in papari which read: "LOVE IS A DOUBLE-EDGED SWORD!" "Yami!" "Yami!" I shouted above the din of the comotion. "I must tell you something!" He heard me and his eyes narrowed as he approached me. "Are you going to finally tell me that you are responsible for the death of Jasmine---and now the death of Jade?" I gasped as Yami held out my gold bracelet which he had given to me during our first night together. "It was found right here next to her lifeless body." I was in complete shock as I wondered how in the name of Isis my bracelet had found it's way to Jade. "But Yami!" I pleaded. "It wasn't me! Don't you believe me?" Yami closed his eyes and lowered his head. "I don't know what to believe Lotus. I don't know if I can even trust you anymore." Seeing my beloved in this way was more than I could bear. In complete desperation I dropped to my knees and begged Yami to listen to me, but my pleas fell on deaf ears. He simply motioned for his guards and commanded them to take me away.
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