A/N I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or any related characters, I'm simply borrowing them. But I'm not making any money, so it's all good.
B.E.W.DWarriorPrincess: I hate to disappoint you, but this is not actually a Seth x OC pairing... Please don't hate me.:cowers in fear:You'll get a taste of where the plot is headed in this chapter. (That was my vain attempt to keep you reading...) And thank you for commenting on my writing ettiquette. I'm actually the copy editor for my school newspaper, and I pride myself on my grammar and spelling. XD And in answer to your last question, yes, this story does take place in Ancient Egypt. (But I have one, possibly two, more stories already written out that take these characters and plot to the present.) I hope I didn't turn you off from my reading...
PirateMonkey: Relax, relax, as far as I'm concered Priest Seth can stay with Kisara (and yes, I know who she is). This story isn't really about his love life.I probably should have been clearer with that.Priest Seth is actually the bad guy. I'm sorry if I stepped on your toes, and I hope that you keep reading... Maybe? Please? lol
At night, Seth was a monster, unleashing his rage on Safiya, but during the day, he remained the kind, gentle man that he had always been, and his relationship with Atemu remained unchanged. The High Priest and the Pharaoh often ate their meals together, and Safiya would serve them their food simultaneously. It was during these times that she felt a great love welling up inside of her for the Pharaoh. He was young, just a teenager like herself, but he had such authority and an absolute sense of justice. He ruled over Egypt with a firm, yet caring hand and the people loved him. And the fact that the Pharaoh was attractive had not escaped her. He had deep red eyes and a slender face framed by red, black, and blonde hair. He wore garments of the purest whites and blues, and adorning his neck at all times was the mysterious Millennium Puzzle. She often caught herself staring at the Pharaoh from afar, but a quick glance at Seth told her that he had not missed her longing gaze. His eyes would glaze over with jealousy and she would bow her head out of humility, and slowly turn and walk away.
One day while she was bringing Atemu and Seth their noonday meal, she stumbled on a loose tile, dropping the food to the floor.
"Safiya, you clumsy fool. Please, clean this up and bring us a fresh meal." She knew Seth's voice all too well, and she quickly dropped to her knees and used her own long black skirt to soak up the mess she had made. She was shocked a few moments later to find a second set of hands helping her to clean the floor. She looked up to find the Pharaoh, kneeling opposite her, using his own white garments to soak up some of the spill. Startled, she quickly bowed to the floor before him, carefully avoiding the food.
"My humble apologies Pharaoh, I am sorry to have delayed your meal. Please—"
He placed a hand on her chin and gently lifted her face in order to look her in the eyes. "Every day you bring us our meals, and not once have I seen a complaint in your eyes. In fact, whenever I see you, you are making others smile and laugh. You truly live up to the meaning of your name: pure. Seth is a very lucky man to have you by his side, Safiya."
Tears threatened to fall as she drank in the depths of his eyes. "Thank you, my Lord." A quick glance at Seth shattered the moment, as she noticed the hatred darkening his face. "Please excuse me." Before the Pharaoh could say another word, she picked up the dishes and rushed away to get a new meal.
For the rest of the day, Safiya felt as though she was walking on a cloud. The Pharaoh had spoken to her, complimented her, and come to her aid. Nothing could bring her down or contain the smile that beamed from her face.
