Unfortunatly i dont not own Yugioh or any of the characters, apart from mine. if i did......well i'm a girl you make up what you want........
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The Priestess>>>>>
The hall was large. Pillars rose up on every side, painted bright vibrant colours and with many spells spelt out on them. Atem's eyes took a small second to adjust to the light, as soon as they had he stepped into the cool, incense full room.
Kneeling in front of an alter of Hathor was a Priestess. Her back was to him and she was covered by a hooded cloak. Her voice said she was young, no old priest could sing like that. The words weren't Egyptian, but Atem couldn't recognise the dialect anyway.
She was crystal clear and the melodious sound echoed around the hall making her one voice into many.
Atem came to stand behind her and listened. The girl was unaware of his presence, but she stopped singing and sighed.
"Why did you stop?" asked Atem.
The girl fell forward and scurried to her feet.
"What!?" she gasped as she span to face him. "My Prince!" she said astonished and bowed.
"Why did you stop?" repeated Atem.
"Stop?"
"Singing."
"I had finished the song." defended the girl.
"Well it doesn't seem finished." stated the prince. "It was very beautiful."
"Thank you, and your right I run out of things to sing about." smiled the girl.
Her face was covered by the hood. Atem couldn't see her looks; her figure was well developed, large hips, fairly small waist and a full bust. The robe she wore was a desperate attempt to hide the woman shape that she had got.
"Why are you here alone?" asked Atem. "Priestess' aren't seen alone."
"I like to be alone."
"Who are you?"
The girl shook her head and backed away with a small smile. "I am not allowed to say."
"Why? I have more authority here." said Atem a little upset.
"You don't." said the Girl looking towards the three Egyptian gods on the wall. "Its true you hold their power but they are what began this world they make the choices of nature, of who dies and who lives. I was told in a vision to never reveal myself until a certain event had transpired."
Atem was a bit lost but he thought he understood. "Well if I can't know your name let me see your face."
The girl shook her head once again and turned from him. She seemed agitated with his presence and eager to get rid of him, but she didn't.
"The temple doors where locked. How did you get?" asked the girl as she sprinkled incense and flower petals over the offering in front of her.
"I came through the priests door." replied Atem standing by her side.
The girl stopped her task and turned her hooded head slightly towards him. "So not only do interrupt my prayers but you defile the temple as well?"
"Defile?"
"The door is to be used by priests purified by the holy order, no offence prince but your not pure in the way some priests are, and you walked through it. If anyone finds out....I'm not sure that you'll get off lightly. Prince or no prince." she said.
"Why was the temple locked?" asked Atem trying to get a glimpse of her face.
"No one is allowed in here during my time of prayer." smiled the girl backing away "So you should not be here."
"I had no idea you where praying. So why haven't you asked me to go away?"
"Would you really listen to a priestess you've only just met. Take orders from someone who has little authority?"
"No. I get it."
"But as you brought up the subject I'm afraid I must ask you to leave."
"Why?" The priestess walked over to a second alter. "Why should I leave?"
"You like asking questions don't you?" she laughed.
Atem went to her side again and took hold of her arm. She tried to pull away.
"Release me." she commanded.
"Reveal you name and face."
"It's forbidden." she stressed. "Release me and leave."
"Only if you'll come with me, out of this temple and then reveal yourself." said Atem pulling her towards the exit.
"No!" she cried desperate to pull away. "I can't, I'm not allowed."
The prince stopped walking and turned to look at her. "What are you allowed to do?"
"Not much." she sighed. "The high priest told me to never go outside the temple without a priest escort." Atem released her arm. "I promised to never go."
"You seem pretty important to Akunadin." said Atem, but he wasn't sure if it was good thing. "Your not related to him are you?"
"Heavens no!"
He breathed an inner sigh of relief and looked at the floor. "I'm sorry if I hurt you."
"It's alright, but please! You must leave now." she paused and looked about. "I fear he may already be on his way. If Akunadin finds out you're here! Your father will have little chance to lighten your punishment. I am that special that you could die if found with me."
The seriousness of the situation began to bore into the prince and he decided to take it seriously.
"Alright, but the next time I sneak up on you, you must tell me you name and show me your face."
The girls mouth curled gently into a smile. "Ok."
"Promise?" although Atem could not see her eyes he knew they pierced his own.
"I have never broken a promise." she said slowly.
"Good! Will you be present at the celebration tonight?" asked the prince.
"No. Even though there will be priests and priestess' there I'll not be able to go."
"I'll try and get my father to let you come. Its going to be great, there's a feast, dancers, music, maybe you could sing, plays and so much more. I don't even know everything."
"Sounds wonderful." smiled the girl softly. "But you forgot to mention the drunken behaviour."
Atem looked away guiltily. He had never realised that she wasn't unfamiliar with several after effects of the merry making. He opened his mouth to apologise.
"It's alright. I wear a virgins robe for a reason. I may have lived here all my life but I have seen some unpleasant things, but I suppose it all comes with growing up." she said sadly.
Atem now understood. She had never been outside; she was like a holy prisoner.
"As for your father, you shouldn't know of me. I am supposed to be Akunadin's secret." she spat.
"He has chosen to take you?" sighed Atem.
He knew Akunadin enjoyed woman, but a priestess virgin who practically knew nothing of the world outside these walls. His uncle was a sick man.
"What a..." he began.
The temple doors swung open. Light from outside filled the entrance. A cloaked silhouette stepped into the hall and the door closed. The foot falls of this stranger echoed around the pillars and shrine.
Atem looked the girl and she stared towards the doors. Thankfully a large pillar blocked them from view of the intruder. Both prince and priestess gazed with held breaths as the figure came unseeingly closer.
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What will happen to our adorable prince at his new friend.....im not sure i haven't written the third chapter yet....so even im going to have top wait.
