A/N I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, I'm just playing with it. The only character here who belongs to me is Safiya.
With one hand, she covered her left eye, and with the other hand, she braced herself against the wall. She hoped that the guards were either away or asleep, because she would never be able to sneak into Atemu's room in her condition. When she neared his room, she was thankful to find that the guards were checking the grounds and were not present.
As soon as she entered the Pharaoh's room, she fell against the wall, her long white hair, matted to the blood staining her face. Unable to see her, Atemu brightened his torch and rose to greet her.
Between gasping breaths she asked, "My Lord, what did you say to him?"
When he saw her condition, he ran to her side. He caught her just as she collapsed to the floor. "I said nothing—" But no sooner had the words left his lips, than the offending incident surfaced in his mind. When he had finished dining with Seth earlier that day, he had offhandedly commented on Safiya's beauty as she removed their dishes. "Safiya, I am so sorry." The last words she heard before she succumbed to blissful unconsciousness were, "I will make it all right tomorrow."
Glad that she was no longer in pain, but afraid for her life, Atemu carried Safiya over to his bed and gently set her down. When he pulled his hands away, they were covered with her blood. Before he had time to think, he found himself shouting, "Someone retrieve the caretaker now!"
Within minutes, Atemu's personal caretaker arrived with his instruments and bandages. When he saw the bloodied woman on the Pharaoh's bed, he immediately rushed to her. The two men worked together to quickly bandage the worst of her wounds.
When they had managed to slow the bleeding, Atemu was finally able to take a step back and catch his breath. Safiya has lost a large volume of blood, but it seemed as though she would live. While his caretaker finished up with some lesser wounds, the young pharaoh moved to stand beside the unconscious woman. He gently pulled the bloodied hair away from her face to reveal the worst injury of them all. He gasped at the sight of her left eye. While her right eye was stained with tears of agony, her left eye was stained with tears of blood and there was a large red gash stretching from her eyebrow to the middle of her cheek, with a gap over her eyelid.
The caretaker, noticing the wound on her eye, moved to the Pharaoh's side. He carefully opened the eyelid to reveal nothing but blood. Atemu closed his eyes and shuddered, the image burned into his mind's eye. The caretaker reached for a bowl of water and gently rinsed the blood away from Safiya's eye. What he saw caused him to sigh visibly, his shoulders dropping. The gap between the gash on her eyebrow and the gash on her cheek was filled by a similar gash on the eye itself. "My Lord, we may have managed to save her life, but there is no way for me to save her sight. The eye is too far damaged. I'm sorry, but she will never see out of that eye again."
Atemu's knees weakened and he dropped to the floor. While he knelt there in a daze, the caretaker bandaged the wounded eye, then deftly exchanged the bloodied bed coverings with fresh ones while Safiya was lying there. He then placed a gentle hand on the Pharaoh's shoulder, and left the room, having done all he could. Atemu remained in that position for an hour, not seeing or hearing anything but the irregular rising and falling of Safiya's chest as she breathed. Finally, he rose, and moved to kneel beside the bed. "Safiya, I can't express how sorry I am. You could have been killed tonight, and it would have been my fault. I may never forgive myself for this."
"You may never forgive yourself, my Atemu, but I already have." He did not expect her to awaken until morning, and her weak voice startled him. He looked up at her, tears falling freely from his eyes. She weakly raised a hand to his face to dry his tears. He clasped her hand within his and kissed it softly.
Not wanting to worry her, he simply said, "You need to sleep, my love. You need to regain your strength." He then moved to sleep on the floor, but before he could go far, she weakly grabbed his hand.
"Please don't leave me," she whispered. "Stay here beside me."
Fresh tears welled up in his eyes and he gently lay down beside Safiya.
