Another's Note: Hey folks! How r u guys going? I hope you enjoyed the last chappie and thankyou soooo much to all you ppl who reviewed (all three of you yay!...that sounds so pathetic -.-U). Well anyways thankyou for reviewing peoples!
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Well people seem to want Mia in the story and I will put her into the next chapter! (I already wrote this one before I saw the reviews so yea...she'll be in the next one)
This chapter has been rushed a bit because I've had soo much school work so it may not be as good... sorry! I'm not sure if I've written Seth and Atem too OOC...but again I don't really know anything about the Egyptian side of Yugioh. Like I said before this story is slow moving so yea...sorry about all the boring bits, but it will get better doges the tomatoes. I know...I say that every time...but it will - I hope...!! -.-U .
There is also a dream in this and it is indicated with ====. I tried to explain as best as I can, but this chapter may be confusing...if you are confused just ask ok? Anyways I might not be able to update for a while cuz of school (damn essays...) so plz be patient!
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I can't match any of the witty comments people put in the disclaimers so minds just plain, old...I own yugioh
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Chapter 3
A hundred days have made me older
Since the last time I saw your pretty face.
A thousands lights have made me colder
And I don't think I can look at this the same.
(Three Doors Down – Here Without You)
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The high priest sat there in silence, a peculiar, but pleasant sensation radiated upon him. Her smile had made him uncharacteristically quiver. The emerald green orbs had captivated him and unable to glance away, Seth was compelled by what seemed like a force of powerful ancient magic. It was far too odd. Yet without his consent the priest felt himself returning the smile as a grin of his own flickered across his face. It was a rare, but candid smile.
O' Re, this was not like him at all. Seth had seen his fair share of beautiful women, yet nobody had captivated him by a mere gaze... she had evoked a long lost feeling within him, one, which he could scarcely remember. Strangely it was not one of lust he sometime felt for beautiful women, but of another Seth had felt so long ago... He wanted to forget it, forget the pain and anguish that accompanied that delightful sensation. He did not want to go through with it all again, but with this girl, the young priest felt his heart yearn otherwise.
He shook his head lightly, trying to rid himself of the transfixing hold and ridiculous thoughts. You fool! Don't be so weak! She is merely a good looking girl, ready to pounce on you for your status and looks... just like ALL the others, the young priest reminded himself with mighty emphasis. He did not need a woman; he was the almighty high priest, the pharaoh's cousin, the...
"Who is that girl?" To his displeasure Seth found that his thoughts had been interrupted by his own voice, automatically betraying him and asking the high scribe who had returned to his seat next to him.
"Who? That one?" The short, bald man replied indicating the dark haired woman. Seth simply nodded. "That's one of the high official's daughters...what was his name again? Ahh, I remember, she is Maakha's youngest. Beautiful, is she not? The girl has been the topic of conversation amongst the men all night". Seth nodded again, raising one of his eyebrows without taking his sapphires off her.
She returned his gaze intently with a slight blush.
O' Re what was he to do? In his head he felt foolish, but in his heart...it was different. Maybe he could go and talk to her, Seth reflected, just to reinforce his own foolishness...umm yea, talk to her and realise she is nothing, but a pretty face and so leave this imprudent sensation behind...
He knew he was making small, petty excuses, but they were good enough.
The young priest was half risen up from his seat, when he saw Atem approached the girl. Seth's heart sank and for the first moment of his life he felt a touch of jealousy towards the pharaoh. The high priest sighed and lapsed back into his seat.
It was a foolish idea anyway.
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Atem blushed slightly as he made his way to the young woman leaning against the wall; he felt a tinge of nervousness. She was beautiful and indeed the girl had captured his (and as he was sure, all the other man's) interest. The pharaoh glanced to his right and nodded in acknowledgment to Seth as the priest made his way out of the hall. He then altered his attention back to the young beauty that stood in front of him.
"Greetings", he said calmly, trying to stop his voice from quivering. The young woman turned towards him, wide-eyed as she bowed low and uttered a soft salutation. She was nervous for the striking pharaoh that she had been searching for now appeared in front of her without notice.
"Please, I only wish to indulge upon your company". His soft gentleness surprised her and she half looked up at the handsome pharaoh before her. His crimson eyes burned with such passion, such a contrast to the calm azure orbs of that previous man, she deliberated and furiously blushed, looking profoundly into the floor tiles. Atem lightly lifted her chin up with a gentle hand and stared into her vivid green eyes. "What is your name?"
"Sithathor, my pharaoh", she slowly choked the words out.
"Daughter of Hathor", Atem said quietly. Sithathor...it was a faultless name for her. Daughter of Hathor, the goddess of sky, love, mirth, beauty and fertility, indeed it was perfect. "It is a very suiting name", he eventually said.
The young woman blushed ever so intensely as she felt his sharp, violet eyes upon her. O' Re, she though as she met his tender gaze, he was even more handsome up close.
"Thankyou, my pharaoh", Sithathor replied.
And with that a long, lingering air of silence surrounded them.
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Seth was tire and weary as he entered his chambers and threw himself upon the soft, lush bed. The high priest turned over onto his back staring at the high, sandy ceiling and reminisced about the girl at the feast. He could not get her off his mind. The vivid, intensity of her emerald eyes, the ebony darkness of her long, glossy locks, the honey kissed bronze of her soft, supple skin and her red, full lips...she seemed to be cemented into his fatigued memory.
Why am I such a feeble fool? The young priest contemplated, his own voice, ungraciously echoing in his head. She is merely a woman, a beautiful one no doubt, but nevertheless a useless, futile woman...
Seth closed his eyes and his foolish thoughts of her surged off into faint memory as he gradually drifted off to what he hoped would be a dreamless slumber.
He was disillusioned yet again.
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The desert wind blew mercilessly, piercing thousands of tiny specks of sand at his face. He squinted, clearing an obscured vision.
Under his father, the high priest Akenadin's command Seth was on another one of his Kaa hunts, endlessly searching for powerful spirits of duel monsters to serve him. It was incredibly hot and Re's scorching rays seemed to beat down upon him ruthlessly. Seth gritted his teeth and cursed his father for his orders. It was going to be a long day. Under the furious wind and callous heat the young priest impulsively decided to stop for some shade and water for a short while and turned his dark horse east to a nearby village.
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The young priest stood, tall and stern. He brutally glowered at the villagers surrounding him. "What is the meaning of this?!" Seth snarled pointing to the bruised, petite girl, coiled into a ball at his feet. Her unusual, ashen, pallid skin was covered in unsightly shades of green and purple and her cheeks stained of grimy tears. She was entirely passed out and remained arched together on the ground. This sight both disgusted and sickened him. "Answer me you futile fools!"
"SHE is bad luck", one of the young village men spoke out with a fiery voice pointing fiercely towards the white-haired girl.
Seth sneered silently, "How so? This creature is merely a girl, peasant".
"Can you not see her? The girl is cursed! Look at her hair, look at her skin! She has caused our village years of misfortune!" He spat out, eyeing the priest intently. "IF you are wise PRIEST, you will let us deal with the bitch as WE see fit". Seth's eye flicker a dangerous blue. This girl seemed to contain a mysterious power, one, which he could not identify. It was unknown, yet the energy seemed to serge with an intense potent force.
He had to take her back.
"Do any of you feeble fools know who I am?" He grimaced as he gritted his teeth. There was a silence of confusion as the priest continued to bellow, "I am a High Priest of Re, son of Pharao Akenadin and nephew of the pharaoh of Egypt! I will deal with her as I see fit! Dare defy me and you WILL on your way to meet Osiris!"
The villagers grasped for they had not the slightest clue of the priest's actual eminence until now. They did not wish to defy someone who indeed seemed to hold immense power and reluctantly agreed for him to take the perplexing girl.
Seth easily gathered the small, unconscious body into his arms as he headed for his horse. He snickered silently...that was by far too easy.
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The high priest jolted up. The room was still dark and the night filled with eerie silence. His azure eyes were wide with an ominous flicker.
It was once again a dream. A Re damned delusion. A broken up dream, for each night part of the ruptured nightmare visited him, never in the right order, they were all fractions of the sinister enigma. One, by one every night, each forging into the ever so familiar memory. All disordered pieces of his recollection... all part of the dark, disturbing memory that he wished to forget.
Seth rubbed his tired eyes; he was up already and would be unable to sleep once again. Slowly he dressed and made his way to the temple. There was always work to be done before the morning rituals.
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"Seth! You will never believe what transpired last night!" Atem exclaimed. The pharaoh's calm demeanour was washed away by the wave of excitement and his sharp eyes were wide with exhilaration.
"Indulge me", the high priest said flatly, he was deadly tired and took no pleasure in EVEN Atem's delight for he had just finished with the tedious morning ritual of bathing and dressing the statue Re. He was NOT in a good mood.
The young pharaoh overlooked the priest's coldness in a rush of enthusiasm and swiftly replied. "I met the most beautiful of all women and we talked for hours, almost until Re's first light! Sithathor was her name, and o' Re, it was a name most suiting for she seemed like the exquisite daughter of Horus herself!"
Seth stood there quite sleepy and bored while Atem idiotically rambled on about their pitiful conversations and how they were to meet again. He sighed with much dreariness...
Abruptly his weary mind worked itself into function and it all hit him in one painful blow.
With a sudden bitterness, the high priest realised this was the same girl he had spotted at the feast! A light jolt of jealousy bit into his heart, but Seth simply blocked it off. His thin lips slightly trembling, the high priest would not let this get the better of him. The tall man bit his lower lip harshly, tasting the seeping, stinging blood. His emotions had almost virtually run dry with a night's slumber and he would NOT allow them to return.
Seth was no ironic, mumbling idiot and he reassured himself with the aid of Atem's own imprudence of the moment. The pharaoh was acting like a feeble fool. He the powerful, almighty high priest would not be consumed by this idiocy.
He gazed into the pharaoh's eyes, a cool, calm, but emotionless gaze as he tried to look interested and forget about her. Slowly, but surely all feelings evoked within him were buried deep beneath his thoughts. And once more his heart grew cold and stern. His logical mind taken over again, the usual aloofness of the priest's demeanour had been restored...and he undeniably thanked Re for that.
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